Wednesday, September 21, 2011

love like a bird flies away

There's song that reminds me of candles and stages and still makes me almost want to cry, just like it did the first time I ever heard them sing it.

The only things really keeping me grounded are a mass of red curls and a girl who knows when something is wrong with me and Wednesday afternoons and sharing laughs with people you never thought you'd again laugh with.

Time keeps passing and I got one comment on my last post, that's awful.
I was right in the way that when I finally stopped trying too hard to fit in places that I didn't, I found the place where I really belong.

But I still feel like everything is so fragile, if I alter one thing, there will be a domino effect and I'll be left with nothing again.

This is a pretty muddled up post, but it's not like anyone read these any more, so what does it matter.


xoxo Camelgirl


  1. I miss your blogging, even if I suck at showing it :/. I hope you're as happy as your tag says you are, and feel free to bother me anytime. Sorry if I suck at being supportive. :/
    Feel better soon.
    Awkward hugs.

    P.S. Smile! --> :D

  2. I myself have decided to make somewhat of a return to blogging, which will no doubt fail, but in any case, for the moment, I am reading!

  3. Hey Camelgirl, thanks for your comment on my blog. If you start blogging again, I'll start commenting. And you'll inspire me to blog more too. We can both support each other in a blog revival!

    Hope you're holidays have been okay. We missed you today, xxxxxxxx


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