March 2011
2 posts
August 2010
1 post
well, ive missed you.
March 2010
3 posts
these words have never been so true
I absolutely hate you
January 2010
5 posts
I miss you very much. i’m sorry im such a crazy sensitive bitch and make every single one of your situations worse. I hope we talk soon.
I could make you smile if you stayed awhile
but you’re already somebody’s baby
Jameson Richard Dawson
James, Jamesy, Jimmy.. whatever! Hey, it’s 12:44 am on a school night and I am sitting in bed thinking about you. I miss you and I cant wait to talk to you again. You wont see this until god knows when but yay! I love you.
December 2009
1 post
There was this one time I was underwater for so long my head got light and fuzzy, and something was in my lungs trying to claw its way out. Sometimes i’m in bed and I feel the same way and need to gulp in all the air around me before its gone.
November 2009
7 posts
This is going to hurt you more than it hurts me. You will be red again, be calm, beating my head on the refrigerator. You will find your heart only because I left hats hanging from branches along the way. It’s not you, it’s me. I am nothing worth saving. I am a handbook or a projector screen or a household chore. You will try to keep busy, I will try to keep breathing. I confess to the...
“I’ve always said that sighs would make the prettiest thesaurus words
And...”
Insomnia has absolutely No hold on me Except between the hours of eleven and three
Time is passing like a hand waving from a train I want to be on. I hope you never think about anything as much as I think about you.
i have buried you every place ive been and you keep ending up in my shaking hands you keep ending up every place ive been in my shaking hands every place ive been
you’re far more than a few mere vibrations from my...
Words could never begin to describe the way I feel about you, or the person you are, or what you have done for me, because they would only diminish the true value. You are truly, genuinely, sincerely amazing. I couldn’t really sleep last night. How could I of? I wrapped my cold blanket around me. Then I tried to cover you up. You weren’t there. And the moon was not shining. It was so dark. I...
September 2009
1 post
I still love you just as much as ever, Mr. Dawson.
June 2009
1 post
Dear Mr.Dawson
I am so very in love with you. For the past ten months I have thought of being with no one but you, and it’s going to stay that way for a very long time. I know we may argue about the silliest things a lot, but at the end of every little spat I say to myself “And this is why I am completely in love with this boy! Look at him apologizing like that and seeming extremely sincere while...
April 2009
2 posts
I write a few sentences, erase them. I’m not sure what to say to you. Are you okay? I think I directed that question to myself because I don’t know how much longer I can take this. I realized today that everything is related to you. And I do mean everything. The clock, the chair, the candle, the sun, the pen, the bottle, the phone, the chocolate, the shampoo, the green, the red. I...