Welcome To My Nightmare.

I need your love.

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 00:52:55 -0400

I need your love.

Savages.

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 01:21:06 -0400

Savages.

Coming to Terms

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 16:56:00 -0400

Oh no, it’s not me, I just forgot to tell you.
Didn’t mean, it seems obscene. We just lost track along the way.

I’m Coming to Terms, I’m starting to learn;
This ain’t all it’s cracked up to be.
‘Cause I’m using you, you’re using me. It’s never as easy as we believe.

‘Cause this hurts, I can’t leave, I understand, but can you?
I’m just scared, you’re lonely… Everyone knows you’re better than me.

Is this what you need? Am I what you need?

I’m Coming to Terms, I’m starting to learn;
This ain’t all it’s cracked up to be.
‘Cause I’m using you, you’re using me,
It’s never as easy as we believe.

Oh no, it’s not me…
I just forgot to tell you,
We just lost track along the way.

Why is your twitter blocked! Now how am I going to giggle at your hilarious tweets. At least add them to FB

Sun, 10 Feb 2013 12:23:18 -0500

Haha or you can follow me and you’ll get to see them again ;)

Look Ma, I’m revisiting my goth phase. #goatskull...

Mon, 31 Dec 2012 02:06:21 -0500

Look Ma, I’m revisiting my goth phase. #goatskull #blackandwhite

Take me back to BC.

Fri, 28 Dec 2012 21:57:56 -0500

Take me back to BC.

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Fri, 28 Dec 2012 21:57:10 -0500

I need a new pair of panties. WHY ARE YOU SO SEXY.

Fri, 28 Dec 2012 21:52:04 -0500

I need a new pair of panties. WHY ARE YOU SO SEXY.

Closing Time

Thu, 27 Dec 2012 15:48:00 -0500

There’s times I would have died for you. There’s times I would have laid down my entire life for you. There’s times I would have picked apart my brain for you. But now, things are different. You’re not my only light anymore, you don’t need me to stay alive. My existence isn’t crucial to how to live your life anymore.

I told you I was hurt. I told you I was bleeding. I told you I would try to fix this mess. You took the high road ~~out~~. An easy way to quit. After all this time, after all the calls when my blood turned into alcohol, we’ve both given up. I was wrong. I was wrong about you and you were wrong about me. There were times where no one else was good enough. But now there is enough, and we’ve both had it. I’m the mistake that you’ve found a way to live without.

There’s times I would have died for you. There’s times you would have set yourself on fire just to guide me. But now, all that’s left are the pieces of what we used to be. Nothing else matters, there isn’t a right way out, our guiding light has grown weary and faint. Our last flame has drowned with us.

Instagram: helen_hatesyou

Sat, 22 Dec 2012 15:45:50 -0500

Instagram: helen_hatesyou

did you just answer the question i sent you a while ago? or am i seeing things?

Wed, 19 Dec 2012 18:19:04 -0500

Lol send me the questions and I’ll answer them :)

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Fri, 14 Dec 2012 23:38:19 -0500

I was a heavy heart to carryMy beloved was weighed downMy arms around his neckMy fingers laced to...

Fri, 16 Nov 2012 00:01:29 -0500

I was a heavy heart to carry
My beloved was weighed down
My arms around his neck
My fingers laced to crown

I was a heavy heart to carry
My feet dragged across ground
And he took me to the river
Where he slowly let me drown

My love has concrete feet
My love’s an iron ball
Wrapped around your ankles
Over the waterfall

I’m so heavy, heavy
Heavy in your arms
I’m so heavy, heavy
Heavy in your arms

And is it worth the wait
All this killing time?
Are you strong enough to stand
Protecting both your heart and mine?

Who is the betrayer?
Who’s the killer in the crowd?
The one who creeps in corridors
And doesn’t make a sound

This will be my last confession
I love you never felt like any blessing
Whispering like it’s a secret
Only to condemn the one who hears it
With a heavy heart

I was a heavy heart to carry
My beloved was weighed down

I was a heavy heart to carry
But he never let me down
When he had me in his arms
My feet never touched the ground

I’m so heavy, heavy in your arm
Heavy, I’m so heavy in your arm

1969

Sun, 28 Oct 2012 21:33:52 -0400

-Mon Sept 10th,2012

Its a distant and lonesome cry
The blurred memories of short lived happiness
Hidden beneath an overdue sigh

Isn’t it enough to die while we’re still sane?

“It’s like the calm before the storm.”

Mon, 24 Sep 2012 22:04:06 -0400

“It’s like the calm before the storm.”

PS: I’m wearing my Asking Alexandria shirt.

Wed, 19 Sep 2012 21:08:58 -0400

PS: I’m wearing my Asking Alexandria shirt.

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Thu, 13 Sep 2012 15:56:26 -0400

Waiting To Die

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 22:16:00 -0400

-Monday September 10th, 2012

“A coma might feel better than this.”

Never have I ever found a simple clause so relatable. All of my mangled thoughts dismembered by the discouraging and insulting words meant to break me down has left me nothing more than a mute.

Scrimmaging to find comprehensive sentences to tell someone, anyone, what the hell is going on has never been so difficult. I’ve become incoherent. I’m broken down, torn up and lost the will to spend another day in this endless cycle of misery.

I’ll never find the words to explain the scattered pieces of my sanity and how I’ve fallen apart. This feeling of consistent sadness accompanied by an overwhelming sense of hopelessness will be the death of me. A coma would be beneficial in this state of perpetual melancholy.

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Tue, 11 Sep 2012 22:12:35 -0400

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Tue, 11 Sep 2012 21:10:28 -0400