To whom I write, but could never say

I wish someone would tell you that your world was not everyone's universe.
I wish I could be the one to turn you away.
I wish you knew that one day, she will leave you and you will never find another like her.
She opens her heart to let you in, only to discover you are like a sponge with a disgusting need to absorb all of her with an unquenchable thirst.
You take her time.
You take her emotions.
You take her devotion.
You have broken her to believe that she is your sole key to survival.
I know better.
In the end, she will awake and you will be left to leech on another woman who you will rely on to fix you.
Fix yourself. Be a man.
You don't deserve her.

masochist

He makes her insides twist,
but she stays
He never lets her know he cares
but she stays
He only calls her when its late at night
but she stays
He keeps her warm only to let her go
but she stays
He won't keep her
but she'll keep him
Why?

I couldn't agree more haha I feel like our generation is all about reality tv, money, and sex. I saw this on post secret and it made me giggle

If there were a "man store"

Wouldn't it be magical if there were a store where people could shop for their potential partner!? I mean, how wonderful would it be to have life's assholes already labeled for you. No more surprises or "oh shiiiit" moments,because hey, they would be labeled that way. I mean, lets say you like the good guys, they will have to have a clean track record before they can enter, five or less sexual partners....if not...he gets the boot. Wouldn't that make life so much more simplistic? Or those scary ex girlfriends you've had? WHo needs em? They can't enter if they have looked through their previous lovers phones or have the password to their facebook account. Done. I think at times dating is impossible, but hey, what would we have to talk about if we werent venting about the crazies? haha I guess life is just like that. If there ever happens to be a launch on the boyfriend/girlfriend store though, Id put a down payment on it.

Post Secret

I just went to the postsecret event at my campus arts center and I can't help but feel conflicted. It was a very powerful presentation of peoples secrets exposed. Some students shared being raped. Others confessed they hated themselves. I was shaken by their bravery, but also in awe of human nature. We all want to connect. We all want to feel as though we have something in common with someone. We always feel as though we are alone in our problems, but the reality is, we all have problems. Not a single person is perfect. All of us have secrets. I am an upfront person. I share what I know and what I feel and so entering this event, I could not think of anything to share because I said "I have no secrets". To my surprise, after hearing from others, suppressed things began to come back. I actually have many secrets. The most lie within my own denial of my inner truths that I have pushed aside. How did these people find the courage to share their innermost insecurities with two thousand people? I think deep down we all want to feel our existence. We want to be acknowledged. It is a very courageous act to share such things. Its a bravery I may never know.

Why don't you pick up the phone and call me?

Cath... such a sad, but great song

Cath.... she stands
With a well intentioned man
But she can't relax
With his hand on the small of her back
And as the flash bulbs burst
She holds a smile
Like someone would hold a bowl
Or a crying child

Soon everybody will ask
What became of you
'Cause your heart was dying fast
And you didn't know what to do

Cath..... it seems
That you live in someone else's dreams
In a hand-me-down wedding dress
With the things that could've been
All repressed

But you said your vows
And you closed the door
On so many men
Who would have loved you more

Soon everybody will ask
What became of you
'Cause your heart was dying fast
And you didn't know what to do

The whispers that it won't last
Run up and down the pews
But if their hearts were dying that fast
They'd have done the same as you

And I'd have done the same as you.