“If our love has to be proven to people, it’s not real.”
My best friend is so deep.
(Source: mysticjade)
7Insomnia makes me have deep thoughts
The problem with viewing people through a rose-colored glass is…
Glass breaks.
A few nights ago, I was sitting at my computer until 1:30 in the morning retyping a bunch of old poems I’ve written over the years. I edited them some, then printed them off and put them in a binder.
Many of those poems I haven’t posted on here; I feel like they’re a little too personal to share with the Internet, though I feel like some of them aren’t good enough to share with anyone.
I just wanted to say that in a way, I admire those of you who dare to post highly personal poems or prose. You’re braver souls than I, letting the world at large have the opportunity to peer inside your head. I can barely bring myself to look inside of mine, never mind random strangers, or even friends and family.
Thank you for not being afraid.
