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Magical Souls Write Boring Things: My Heart Is Numb
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things. Tuesday, December 17, 2013. My Heart Is Numb. That's how my life crumbled. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My Heart Is Numb. View my complete profile. I Enjoy Their Words. Travel template. Powered by Blogger.
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things: March 2014
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things. Saturday, March 29, 2014. This Is The Best I Can Do. Today you walked a sleepy posture out to meet me and I told your sunken eyes that I love you. But you have long forgotten the year I was born and I'm far from 7 years old. And so many nights I've wished we never changed. That you still kept you age and happiness. That I still kept my smile and ignorance. Yet here we are, drifting. Held together by fraying worn out strings and empty words. Yet they still crack my bones.
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things: April 2013
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things. Tuesday, April 30, 2013. I wonder if the sky loves the rain so much, it hurts it let it fall. Stability Is Not Sanity. I'd rather have you miserable with me than happy with another guy.". Because I'm a selfish bastard and I'm happy with it.". And it was never the thorns that cut me, it was the petals that reminded me. I've never been here, but hold on to how it felt when I entered. Is there anything better than the illusion of perfection? But there is a war within me, I...
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things: February 2013
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things. Monday, February 25, 2013. Heights Never Scared Me Like Insecurities Do. It's time to break me open and strip me down,. I'm not so sure about this. I'll have you know I'm scared to death. No, not of death, of living. Of being locked in the delicate cage I'm singing in,. The kind of intricate home that brings the sunlight in but doesn't let you taste it. I'm scared of leaving though, too. Leaving means change, and I'm no chameleon. Are you still there? Waiting for him,.
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things: October 2013
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things. Wednesday, October 16, 2013. Letters To The Almost Lovers. To the one with freckles,. Do you remember the airport? Eyes that left my lungs aching and heart flooding, kisses that knocked me to the floor, dizzy and sick, but I'd lean in for another. And I'm not asking if you love her (you do), I'm just asking if you ever think about us, and if you ever think it was worth it. To the one that knows,. Please, please, please cut these strings. To the wanderer,.
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things: January 2013
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things. Wednesday, January 30, 2013. Maybe I Was Programmed This Way. Broken by words repeating themselves over and over in my head. As if they are my personal life source, yet they seem to be the only thing killing me. Perhaps that's why I repeat the things I said I'd learn from,. And then question why I didn't listen. In the small ways, at least,. Like slurping down a milkshake in the dead of a winter afternoon storm. Or slipping in an extra line to break the structure.
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things: May 2013
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things. Monday, May 20, 2013. Was I Too Lost To Rescue? My entire atmosphere stays that way, holding the words that won't ever reach more than ten feet. I won't deliver them because nothing has changed. I'm sitting here digging my grave and not sure why I keep pushing the shovel in the dirt. I'm sorry, again. I love you dearly. Monday, May 13, 2013. She Could Have Burned A Hole In The Sky. I'll be ash and not even lightning will spark me. How To Wake Up. And listen to the whisp...
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things: May 2015
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things. Saturday, May 23, 2015. He entered my lungs. And I couldn't catch him. Slipping through the cracks in my fingers. I could never hold him. I could never erase him. My lungs are heavier now. My fingers tremble now. So I leave them in fists. And I clench my jaw. Hoping that I can leave him in the past. I thought he was mine. But he was smoke. He burned me alive. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. I Enjoy Their Words.
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things: December 2013
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Magical Souls Write Boring Things. Tuesday, December 17, 2013. My Heart Is Numb. That's how my life crumbled. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My Heart Is Numb. View my complete profile. I Enjoy Their Words. Travel template. Powered by Blogger.
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Threads and Piano Strings: Unraveling Our Humanity
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Threads and Piano Strings. Thursday, September 12, 2013. There are two things I want you and the rest of the world to remember about me. The first is that I have grand goals. You know better than anyone walking the Earth of my dreams and all the things I want to do with Creation. And I share them with you because few people understand the technical nature of this amazing work we do. Isn't that our existence? Running after the ducks, but never catching them? I'm still trying to figure that out. I'm ch...