Welcome the Lights

I want to crash on your couch and wake up in yesterday’s clothes. I love to sleep with you in this glass house. I'm you strychnine that you take from time to time and every time I close my eyes I think of all the ways I can ruin this.

"I smile, because my whole life my ambition outweighed my talent."


-megs

Get your game on kid

Life has this funny way of scaring you into realizing reality and if you choose to ignore it, life has a funny way of screwing you over. My whole life I felt I have always take the left turns so how did everything turn out right? I can't stand the sound of that little voice in my head, so sometimes I like to think that it’s on vacation and ignore it until it’s screaming. I don't give up easily, but I think that I sorta just lucked into this fight.

"I think that when the end comes I want to be talking on my Iphone."

-megs

Shock and awe will fool them all

Swimming around in my head...doing lap after lap on the shallow end. There are a million things that I want to say, a million thing that I want to feel. Feelings are what I save for starry nights so don't think that I am just putting on a game face, I don't have one of those. My conscience is going to take an extended vacation, my tear ducts are closed and my moral compass broke. I am a victim of double standards that I set for my self. I am pretending that I don't feel like every emotion I have is not some well thought out plan... I am a raw nerve and I wish I was a stone wall. I am so fake in the sense that I would love nothing more for you to fall for my line of bullshit, while I sit under the stairs and cry. The grass is greener on the other side and I am tired of living in the glass box with a lock. My life is a dream, the people around me are amazing, so here’s to hoping that ignorance is bliss and that my smile doesn’t melt off ...yes this is me being happy

I love the way you hate the way I hate sleeping alone......

"Oh look there’s a porter potty."
"no its not."
"well, I'll pee on it anyways."

dress me in pearls I want to be a lady

Lately I've been feeling like the dream is living me....feeling worn out ....thinking I don't have enough emotions ...or maybe the kind that you have to ignore.....am I cold or fearful ...I don't know ...I've learned to be both…….. Wake up thinking what role should I play today ..."got some more tattoos to cover up this skin that I have never felt comfortable in". Your heart is so cold, but baby boy I have no soul...followed my nap with some vodka I hear its the way to cure remembering how heartless we've become...never been the one to follow the pack, but the one who falls of track.


-megsy

Girls don't get horny

I like it better without the rose-colored glasses…I'm a liar on the mend….I used you as a book mark to keep that place in my life that I willingly left behind….we changed…and then we changed again….you for the better and me ...well that is still up in the air. The normalcy of what we are and have always been is why I love you in that spending all Sunday in bed just hanging out sort of way….no hang over’s …no hang ups.

The otherside has brought about the other side of who I am …I file your complaints in the box at the back of my head that is spilling over with reasons why I should second guess myself ….In all honesty I am in awe of how much I care about what you think.


I’ve written volumes and edited them down to novels, my fingers are numb and so is my heart …I want to lock them in safe and sink them to the bottom of the ocean …letting someone in my head is the scariest thing that I can ever do for me and you…..I feel like a sellout in the way that I want to write a something in my blood and it turn into gold.

“how do we lose who we use to be.”
“fuck that, how do we find who we use to be.”

Play it sam

I spend hours looking for a four-leaf clover, just to pull the fourth leaf off.
What does that say about me? Maybe I have been running from luck for so long that I never realized that It had caught up to me.

He said, “You’re crazy”
I reply, “I wished”

This roller coaster of the past showed up like a breath of fresh air…shined some light into this world I have dreamed about…..you know you get off on me crying on your shoulder…….….I forgot that just being your friend use to get me out of bed in the morning ….


“It still kind of hurts, having you around.”
“Well rub some Bengay on it kid, and act like a rock star.”


To be honest I lie so much that I do not remember the truth, but I am sure that it is not half as good as the lie that I told instead. Please do not try to break me, Accept me for what I am. Lately my mind has been turned inside out trying to figure me out. I don’t know anything, but I know to much ….and all I truly know is that I wanted someone to figure me out and I thought that person could be you….you probably still are that person …it’s just your so caught up in losing yourself…..going back to old habits ….is refreshing…....if I can't figure out who I am now...then at least....I know who I use to be....East side love is living on the west end

-megs