Since She Left: Archive

Since She Left

February 2011

41 posts

The room is vacant. All the heavy pieces of mismatched furniture that sat unmoved for years — now they reside in homes of strangers. Very slowly I emptied you out. I can stretch my arms out and spin around seven, eight, nine times, without hitting a wall or a lamp. I don’t have to fumble through the dark, knocking my shins against the wooden coffee table. My flesh no longer shows the...

Been Drinking →

heymikewaskom: So, you know… sometimes you’ve been drinking, and you want to say stupid shit, or post a photo, but you don’t want it to go to your main blog. This is how Been Drinking was born. Let it be known that I originally offered this domain to Erica, of “Been Thinking” so she could have an alternate blog, but she differed to me. So here I am. Becky has joined, and so has suburbanmike,...

Taking Back Sunday — “Cute Without The...

If you picked up the telephone right now to call her (assuming that she’d answer) she’d tell you that I didn’t really give her a fair shake, because I didn’t really give her a fair shake after all was said and done. I was contemptuous of the relationships that she keeps with other men, ones that are not me, the ones that she has back home. And, since I choose to leave home...

Anonymous asked: This girl obviously destroyed you.

laddertospace: I don’t want to think of him today, nor write of him. I don’t want to relive times in which he filled; I don’t want to wish he was here. Today, I just want to be me, me alone, the me I was before I ever saw him.

russellep: I hate the fights that stick with you for days. That perturb you at fucking 3am. The kind of shit that makes your stomach hurt when you think about it; that nauseous, repentant feeling. It’s not because my feelings are hurt or that I’m pissed about being reprimanded. It might be because the feeling’s a little redundant. It’s largely that I’m not getting what I want. What’s even more...

Third Eye Blind— “Faster” (live...

Anonymous asked: I find you very special ;)

yellowbricks: The panic comes in waves, out of nowhere after such a long time, and I gasp for breath and search frantically for something familiar. I can’t find anyone I know. Where did everyone go? Why did you turn out the lights? Didn’t you know that I was sleeping? I want to run into a dark and empty field - as fast as I can, to the middle of nowhere, to the middle of my frustrated fears...

I’m running, running hard. Running from my fears of ending up like everyone around us. Lately, everyone’s been leaving, walking out on their lovers and wives. Leaving everything behind. Not caring. Just done. That’s why I run. I’m afraid, so afraid. Afraid you’ll leave me, afraid I won’t be important to you anymore. Afraid that I’ll be the mistake and you...

Anonymous asked: Hi there!
For a while now I've always wanted to submit something, because I think this blog is beautiful and I'd love to contribute to it. However, I see that most of what's posted is about relationships or breakups...stuff like that. And I don't really have anything about those topics to submit.
Is the blog open to other kinds of subjects as well?

Anonymous asked: could i submit something anonymously? I have some things I've written but the person that they're about reads this blog too.

Looking for good, not too long, non-poetry...

SO LIKE WHERE ARE YOUR SUBMISSIONS?

The Cardigans — “Lovefool” Reason...

Phil Collins - “Against All Odds”...

therobbstory asked: Want to grab a drink on Sunday?

Consider Recommending APART, won't you?

rottinghaus: APART needs your help, dear readers. Obviously, I want this film to succeed and I would love it if Tumblr were a part of that success. So, if you’re interested in the film, I graciously ask that you recommend either the film’s tumblr site (apartmovie.tumblr.com — recommend “film” here) or me, its director (rottinghaus.tumblr.com — recommend “filmmaker” here). You can do so...

Anonymous asked: Where is she?

Whitney Houston — “Didn’t We...

Anonymous asked: You realize you invented your own genre. What will you call it?

Big plans for Monday, or do you not give a shit?

I don’t give a shit. Besides, do you guys know how hard it is to meet someone while living in Manhattan? It’s hard.

If You Do Come Back

If you do come back, Use love To hold me here; To hold me down On this cold table Like the doctor used to. Cover me in kisses After changing the white Paper For sterility purposes. But check me with a Tongue depressor first, Because I’m sick with this. Overgrown Like a case of mold in the cave of my Throat Is that quiet ache That won’t get swallowed away. My clothes all...

You deserve to be loved— unconditionally and faithfully loved. The tears you cry should be from the bouts of uncontrollable laughter or the little romantical things he does for you; you deserve only those tears. You should always be in the front seat right next to him, never tossed in the back like an unwanted textbook or gum wrapper; you deserve to be his equal. His touch should be electrifying...

I sit and I hold two cold circular stones in my hand because this is what I’ve been led to. I have never put my faith into God but instead believed so much in love that it sometimes takes me over. I believed in love before I’d experienced it like I have now. Not in a fairytale way, but in a pure, unadulterated, beautiful way. The way that love can build, dream, repair and do so many...

Anonymous asked: Do you know of any great writers that I should follow? I desperately need inspiration. Thanks!

moon-conversations asked: where could i download/buy some of Swayze's music? i love it!

The Beach Boys — “God Only...

She said a girl like her is hard to find. Nigh,...

Brand New — “Play Crack The Sky”

If he doesn't call you, I'll call you.

If he’s not going to call you, he doesn’t deserve you.