this heart's on fire

Jan 18, 2012 6:06pm
Jan 18, 2012 6:06pm
Dec 23, 2011 9:23am
Dec 23, 2011 1:03am

It’s funny how words spoken over the telephone can change the course of a life. Can mold it into something you never wanted it to be. Like clay. Shaped into the unthinkable. Words that, apparently, the speaker can’t touch—can’t revise, can’t edit, can’t retract. The clay placed into a kiln, inducing irreversible changes—never to be pliable, reimagined, or scrapped entirely. Thousands of degrees that tattooed the words on a heart. Words that danced upon countless telephone wires, thousands of miles away. To reach your ear. Your heart. Your mind. Never to be forgotten. Never to be erased. 

Silly words. Just words. Unsure words. Unconfident words. Clumsy words. Blurted to fill air.

Words.  

Words that, even if the speaker smashed the ceramic against a concrete wall, would never be forgotten by the listener. Shards of remembrance. 


Words. 

Dec 19, 2011 8:00pm
scrooj:

The Office Season 6, Episode 23- ‘Body Language’

scrooj:

The Office Season 6, Episode 23- ‘Body Language’

Dec 7, 2011 10:34pm

YOU DUMB FUCKING SLUT.

Nov 18, 2011 7:21pm

I’m sick of offering my heart & soul to people who don’t give a fuck. Why don’t I focus my energies on the people who do care? Fuck. 

Nov 8, 2011 4:16pm
Naturally. 

Naturally. 

Nov 6, 2011 12:10pm
Amen.

Amen.

Oct 29, 2011 7:11pm

I just miss my old-time friends. The ones I can count on to be there for me and have a good time no matter what. 

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