HaileeWrites

Non je ne regrette rien: Learnt something new. Who needs college?

Sun, 22 Jul 2012 03:53:22 -0400

Non je ne regrette rien: Learnt something new. Who needs college?:

I have just finished watching American Psycho and it has moved me. Movie’s usually move me emotionally because I am sensitive, but in order for one to move me intellectually it takes something special. When 2012 began I made a resolution to learn more about my self and to better myself. I feel…

"It’s not everyone who can apply clear, reasonable logic to every situation, and retain the happy..."

Fri, 06 Jul 2012 23:03:31 -0400

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It’s not everyone who can apply clear, reasonable logic to every situation, and retain the happy faculty of believing things will get better or else deciding to accept them for what they are. This girl will never lie to you. Sometimes, you may wish she would…When you want her to do something, ask her. Don’t tell her- she enjoys being protected, but she doesn’t want to be ordered around. How she feels and what she thinks are identical with how she acts and what she says…Her heart is defenseless. It falls down and gets bruised quite often…The travel bug will always be nearby to give her a case of wandering fever…When she’s really hurt, her tongue can be bitterly sarcastic. But she’ll forget what she said almost before she’s finished the sentence, and she won’t understand why you want to dwell on it…Almost everything she does is done with grace…No one entertains as graciously as a Sagittarian woman- there’s a quality about her sunny, outgoing friendliness that makes people feel deeply welcome.

As long as you let her call her soul her own, and don’t make her feel tied down, your Sagittarius woman will give you a triple bonus: her loyalty, her trust and her affection. The three are inseparable, because when she gives her love, her friendship trots right along beside it.

She fell in love with you many years ago, when she was a little girl and wished on the new Moon for someone to share her honest heart. There were lots of times when she thought she had found you and was disappointed. But when you finally came along, she knew you right away, because you were a gentle clown with a dream or two of your own who took her hand and showed her the way to the stars.

”

- Linda Goodman (The Sagittarius Woman - Sun Signs)

I apologized. I confessed. Now the contentedness of life surrounds me. I am going to just be. ☼

Sun, 24 Jun 2012 07:16:23 -0400

I apologized. I confessed.

Now the contentedness of life surrounds me.

I am going to just be.

☼

I had waited eight years for the moment. That one chance I knew the universe would allow so that I...

Mon, 11 Jun 2012 22:23:48 -0400

I had waited eight years for the moment. That one chance I knew the universe would allow so that I could experience you. We spoke in words so precise, for each other, that I will never hear again. It has finally hit me that I will never taste your whiskey breath again. I will never feel your body violently jump while you dream again. That time is gone now, and where is my proof that it ever existed? Cold electronic words stored in my phone. If only I were as lucky as you to have physical confirmation.

I am older now, and I realize that I loved you. From the age of twelve to twenty, I loved you. It is no more, because you are not who I fell in love with. I am disappointed in your current self.

I weep for who I love, because he is dying.

“You are attracted to dangerous love affairs, as well as impossible love, and concealed...

Mon, 11 Jun 2012 22:08:00 -0400

“You are attracted to dangerous love affairs, as well as impossible love, and concealed feelings.”

Don’t I know it.

You know when you know? I know.

Mon, 21 May 2012 05:58:50 -0400

You know when you know?

I know.

His voice reminds me of the sound of a wax paper kazoo being played. His fathers voice reminds me of...

Sat, 12 May 2012 22:24:02 -0400

His voice reminds me of the sound of a wax paper kazoo being played.

His fathers voice reminds me of someone slowly pulling back the bark of an enormous tree.

I think that’s why I have a thing for you.

. I’m weird. I know I’ve been weird. I want you. On no certain terms. I’ll bring...

Mon, 23 Apr 2012 03:34:00 -0400

I’m weird.

I know I’ve been weird.

I want you.

On no certain terms.

I’ll bring you fishes.

I’ll bring you patches.

I’ll bring you animal bones.

[I don’t know when my life will be over.

It could be soon or not.

If you want me, say you want me.

You’re not the only option I got.]

I’ll play my guitar for you.

I’ll sing country songs for you.

I’ll cuss motherfuckers out for you.

I’m weird.

I know I’ve been weird.

I want you.

On no certain terms.

I don’t want to run away, but slowly wander off somewhere. Somewhere there is a field of...

Tue, 17 Apr 2012 00:48:10 -0400

I don’t want to run away, but slowly wander off somewhere.

Somewhere there is a field of tall,

golden grass waiting to be walked through by me.

As a sun is setting and that sweet, dry smell fills my nostrils to roll down my throat.

I don’t want my folks to worry, or anybody else I love.

Somewhere there is a mountain side,

a rocky clearing for me to make a fire.

To make my camp and listen as I hear the nothingness of being whole.

Sometimes I want a love to come with me, or find one along the way.

Somewhere there is a cave that is at level with the sea.

A storm is raging.

The chaos I would be happy to let embrace me

soothes the places in which I’m surely cracked.

The sound, not the sea engulfs me.

I get so emotional over trivial things, but during that time I write the best things I’ve ever...

Thu, 12 Apr 2012 00:04:27 -0400

I get so emotional over trivial things, but during that time I write the best things I’ve ever written.

I’m truly hurt and upset for that sometimes brief, sometimes overdrawn, period of my life.

Then I look back and laugh at myself for being such a silly child.

I’m not embarrassed to have felt the way I felt.

I make use of that time and capture whatever I was feeling in a song.

When I’m playing the guitar and singing, I feel like I’m conjuring up these old peices of myself.

So I cannot be frightened or ashamed.

I feel steadfast, though when I replay the emotions through my voice; I am the way I was when I wrote it, temporarily.

You have to be rooted man, grounded.

I don’t think anyone could ever fully understand, but I’ve got myself for that.

That’s more than most folks can say.

Well, I was on a bend there. Wasn’t I?

Mon, 09 Apr 2012 09:47:30 -0400

Well, I was on a bend there. Wasn’t I?

I know I should eat, but I’ve been asleep for two days. I’m just now waking up, and I don’t have the...

Wed, 04 Apr 2012 02:14:13 -0400

I know I should eat,

but I’ve been asleep for two days.

I’m just now waking up,

and I don’t have the energy just yet.

How did this happen?

Well, I’m an artist.

So I feel everything.

It’s not too much,

I think it’s just too much of one thing for a period of time.

And I don’t feel like letting go.

So last night fucked with my whole weird girl theory. I’m the square in this situation. um,...

Mon, 02 Apr 2012 15:52:15 -0400

So last night fucked with my whole weird girl theory.

I’m the square in this situation.

um, what?

I’m the normal girl this time, and the guy still doesn’t want me.

I finally figured out, I can never win.

Last night I was drunk, and I changed your named to McDouchebag. And her name to De la Hair. I love...

Mon, 02 Apr 2012 15:22:15 -0400

Last night I was drunk, and I changed your named to McDouchebag.

And her name to De la Hair.

I love myself.

Shit, if I don’t; who else?

That was awful

Mon, 02 Apr 2012 05:40:56 -0400

It’s the red wine.

I wish I gave no fucks. I don’t think I give too many, the problem is that I give just the...

Mon, 02 Apr 2012 05:39:00 -0400

I wish I gave no fucks.

I don’t think I give too many,

the problem is that I give

just the right amount of

fucks.

Fuck.

This may be the wine,

and I know I’m a ramblin’.

When it comes to my heart,

I ain’t into gamblin’.

Content with wanderin’ this world all

on my

own.

The state of my well being,

welll, that’s all I condone.

Your dark, lonesome heart.

Doesn’t know what it wants,

all I know.

Is it ain’t getting far.

With me,

and mine.

That’d be content

jumping in the canal

and dyin’.

My heart flipped up, into my throat, then straight down to my bowels when you said you’re...

Sun, 01 Apr 2012 13:57:32 -0400

My heart flipped up, into my throat, then straight down to my bowels when you said you’re moving.

Then I remembered it was April fool’s day.

So I’m at a bar talking like a human being, trading tat stories, and after showing this DICK...

Sat, 31 Mar 2012 02:53:49 -0400

So I’m at a bar talking like a human being, trading tat stories, and after showing this DICK my bit of my upper back tattoo (because it’s visible through the lace in my dress) says “Well, the only way I’m seeing the rest of that is later in my room”. Queue the fuck you laugh.

Piece of shit, can’t even talk to a woman without sexualizing her.

I try to accept, even tolerate idiots, because there is a reason to why they are that way. This though? Pissed me right the fuck off. At at first I thought maybe I should have toned myself down because my friendly attitude is often perceived as dumb and down to fuck by drunkards, and this is what I get.

FUCK THAT.

Maybe I should of told him to fuck off, or start arguing with him.

Nope, there’s no point really.

If some shit started, I would of felt disappointed in myself for letting him get to me.

He was some macho asshole, trying to be funny.

I’m not going to let my femininity shrivel up and hide because a man can’t handle it.

I’m not going to stop going out to bars.

Have a good time at Wrestlemania buddy.

I feel like that dreadful girl from Cry-Baby that gets all butt-hurt for him going out with a...

Thu, 29 Mar 2012 05:29:59 -0400

I feel like that dreadful girl from Cry-Baby that gets all butt-hurt for him going out with a square.

I really don’t think about men that often, so I don’t consider myself to have a real personality flaw on my hands, regarding this subjet at least.

I don’t know where I’m going with this but I think I’m on to something. So, this...

Thu, 29 Mar 2012 05:24:02 -0400

I don’t know where I’m going with this but I think I’m on to something.

So, this has to do with guys I’ve dated, just a warnin’.

Ok, um, basically I think I’ve realized I’m doomed to be in this awful, strange, cycle.

I like guys that are like me, and by “like me”, I mean a fellow werido.

Weirdo is actually quite a broad term in my mind.

By weird I pretty much just mean not a usual person.

When it comes to guys like me, I find that they would rather date a normal chick.

I think by dating someone normal, they feel weird and different.

If they were to date someone as weird as them, they’d feel normal and ok.

They’re so used to the weirdo gimmick, they couldn’t possibly handle feeling any different than the way they’ve always felt. God forbid.

Look at Joan Baez and Bob Dylan.

He pretty much threw it in her face that she accepted him for him.

I’m always Joan Baez.