Devil In A New Dress

How do you know when it's the right time to end a relationship because it's not right or try and work things out? You hear it all the time. "Everything is always nice in the beginning," and the beginning usually lasts a while. You always want to think you're the exception and not the rule; it won't happen to you. But here you are, six months in to a relationship that is completely different from the one you had when it started. I moved in with my boyfriend about three months ago. I was convinced he was 'the one.' A nice guy who actually wanted a relationship and is an overall good human being. We lived two hours apart and didn't want to have distance between us. We wanted to be together all the time. I made the decision to move my life to him and we got an apartment together. Ever since, our relationship has been on the decline. The person I thought I knew is different from the person I live with. Living with someone provides a sort of intimacy

Listen with your ears And not with your mouth You should do less talking And learn how to pout Shallow conversations Leading to the depths of nowhere My mind is having revelations Yours is full of hot air I'm thinking about the meaning of life And having anxiety attacks You don't know the meaning of strife It's like your brain is pitch black My soul is yearning for affection PDA of my conscience I guess I'll settle for what this is Love, I think that's what you call it

Ah, the first time. You have an expectation in your mind of how it’s suppose to go. And then there’s the reality of how it actually went. I can’t complain too much about my first time. I was lucky enough to have it be with someone who meant something to me. My high school boyfriend. We had been dating for a few months.  He was the first boy that looked at me like I was special. Most of us had an awkward phase in high school and mine was freshman year. Sophomore year I tried out for the cheerleading squad and got braces. Boys started to look at me and I felt pretty for the first time in my life. Now don’t get me wrong, I was still a nerd on the inside, but I had a pretty cool costume.  Fast forward to junior year and that’s when I started dating Steven. He hung out with the ‘in’ crowd. I’m not really sure why he liked me and I didn’t take it seriously at first, but there he was. We went to formal together and it was the first time, actually the only time, I went to a dance in h