ReallyLostMyMind

I like to fix things I like the feel of a screwdriver in my hand I like tightening the very last screw and having it hold I like hearing the engine catch and start on a car after I’ve changed a part I like pounding nails into fence posts and making them sturdy I like the feel of a hammer in my hands                          a screwdriver                          a drill                          a saw I like to fix things That’s why I thought I might like you But I learned very quickly That fixing a person Isn’t the same as fixing a fence post No matter how many splints of wood I nailed to your spine You would never sta

I’m scared of being alone. Can you understand that? I mean, I like to be left alone, yes, but I like to be left alone whilst surrounded by people. I lock myself in my room and sit on the Internet, but I only feel safe and warm inside if there are people around that I am locking myself away from. There always need to be people. I want to be alone a lot of the time, I don’t want people to talk to me, I just want to be alone with my thoughts, but I don’t want to be by myself in an empty building, I want to be right in the thick of it, just watching. I love to people watch, I love just looking at people, half of the time not ev

I boarded the bus that morning elated. I had loved field trip days since I was a little kid. No schoolbooks, no classes, no listening to the droning voice of the science teacher, they were heaven. I sat down in my seat and leaned my forehead against the window. It was raining out, but it didn’t matter. I liked the rain. As the bus got closer and closer to the school, I fidgeted nervously and straightened my blazer, flipping my blond hair over the collar. I needed to cut it the day before, but there wasn’t time. So I was going to meet the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court with ragged hair. At least I washed it the night before. We

I like to fix things I like the feel of a screwdriver in my hand I like tightening the very last screw and having it hold I like hearing the engine catch and start on a car after I’ve changed a part I like pounding nails into fence posts and making them sturdy I like the feel of a hammer in my hands                          a screwdriver                          a drill                          a saw I like to fix things That’s why I thought I might like you But I learned very quickly That fixing a person Isn’t the same as fixing a fence post No matter how many splints of wood I nailed to your spine You would never sta

Jacob gasped as the water hit his head, ice cold and slightly brown. This was the first shower he had in 2 weeks, and it would be another 2 weeks till the next one. The water pooled around his feet, a much darker shade of brown-black than what was spraying out of the hole in the wall. He relaxed and ran his hands through his hair as the water encased him. There was something relaxing about water, even when freezing, which just made everything loosen up and go slack. He wanted to just lean against the wall and stay in there forever but he knew that he could only have 3 minutes left at best, so he quickly grabbed the brush and started scrubbing