April 2010
Honestly, no one cares that you’re going on spring break. Just leave. No one wants to hear about it anymore. Peace out.
“Stupid people piss me off.”
March 2010
4 days.
*New record. Down the toilet. Thanks. You already know how I feel. It’s no secret.
“What am I doing, what am I doing?Oh yeah thats right, I’m doing me, I’m doing me...”
“Sometimes the one thing you try and avoid, because you dont wanna believe it or...”
I could listen to this song all day. I do listen...
Don’t think I forgot. Because I’ve been thinking about it since 12:00 this morning. I didn’t wanna ruin your “big” day by saying something. And I didn’t want you to have to think about the past few weeks..if you even think about them at all. Happy Birthday. Love you.
*So today was good. Very good. A&W job applications, getting DQ. Sitting at Huroc for what seemed like forever, then going to Target to get new shades. Then slurpie run with the most random person. Back to Huroc, then to the highschool sitting there for pointless talks, that actually meant something to me. Today was great. With our no sports lives, we’ll be ok Kels. We’ll get...
Record of not crying: 1 day..
Seriously, I thought things were going to be okay. I thought yesterday really helped me. But after today, I’m not so sure..I hate not talking to you. I hate that I can’t help but cry when I see you. I hate talking to your friends. I hate crying in school, I never used to. I hate you not texting me, or coming up to me and ask me how I am, or whats wrong..just for me to lie to you and...
Well today was a good day. I’ve needed a good day. I haven’t cried today..let’s keep it that way for a while.
It was so good to actually know I have friends. To actually know that some people do care actually care about me. To know I’m not alone..
The day I thought I’d never get through, I got over you.
I'm sick..
..of the stupid people I’m around every freaking day. I’m sick of knowing that I would drop everything for some of them, and knowing that honestly they wouldn’t do shit for me. I’m sick of letting someone sit at my house for hours because they don’t wanna hang out with their friends without a thank you, or even a bye. I’m sick of waiting around for people when...
“To me, fearless is not the absence of fear. It’s not being completely unafraid. To me, fearless is having fears. Fearless is having doubts. Lots of them. To me, fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death. Fearless is falling madly in love again, even though you’ve been hurt before. Fearles is walking into your freshmen year of high school at fifteen. Fearles is...
Here's to us.
Here’s to all those girls who used to be his number one. The ones who waited all night for him to call, only to check the caller ID the next morning and be disappointed. The ones who made it through that bitter break up, dried your own tears, and moved on with your life, only to have him walk back in it months later like nothing ever happened. Those of you who cried on the first day you talked...
why?
Why can’t I stop crying? Why can’t I stop breaking down everytime I hear your name? Why can’t peope just leave me alone? Why can’t I just let this go? Why can I not help but worry that you’re talking to her? Why can’t I stop listening to songs that make me think of you? Why do I continue to let you hurt me? Why aren’t you and her out of my mind? Why did I...
I’ll always love you, but I promise this is...
Life is better when you decide not to care. When you stop letting what people say get to you. When what “he” says to you doesn’t even piss you off the slightest anymore. And it makes you just want to laugh in his face. Well I’m done with it all. You can say I hurt you, whatever. Get over it. I’ve gotten over it for the past year and a half. I’m a stronger person...
““Empty heart filled with regret
I know we were both to blame
And i’m not...”
“It only hurts when I’m breathing,
my heart only breaks when it’s...”
last straw.
Volleyball. Volleyball is the only thing that I can actually say has gone good for me this whole week. The two hours I played volleyball for today, made me realize that things will be ok..and things can only go up from here. This whole week has probably been the WORST week of my life, and in high school. I honestly don’t know how I’m making it through. And no one gets it, no one can...
“You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, even months over analyzing a situation, trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could’ve, should’ve, would’ve, happened. Or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuck on.”
Yes, I guess this is my fault because I “ended” it. But honestly, you lied, and said what you wanted. But clearly, I wasn’t it. Words will never describe how bad you really hurt me this time. And then the fact that you can come up to me happy and smiling and expect me to look you in the eyes and act like nothing happened. Hell no. You know exactly what you did, and then you can...
FRCCT 2010♥
Wow, its hard to believe this season is already over. It’s hard to believe that we actually were good. This season started off the worst it could have possibly been. After being so excited for competitive to start, and after thinking wow, we’re going to be so good. Those thoughts went down the drain coming up to our first meet, where my round three was the worst it could of possibly...
“You took a part of me and I let you … and that will never happen again.”
So many things are running through my mind all pertaining to one thing; you. My mind is exploding with thoughts about you and about us..if there is even an us. Or if there should be an us. To be honest, I’ve never been so confused. And I know I say this everyday, but I’ve never meant it more. I don’t know what I want. I probably never will, that’s why I think it’s...
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only.
She loved before she may love...”
I said I’d never let you go, and I never did...
dear troy,
I know your work sucks, but that’s not my fault. I know you’re tired and under stress, but that’s not my fault either. I know I’m not your idea of a “perfect” child and I know sometimes I make bad decisions, but you never give me the benefit of the doubt. What did I really do that was so horrible for you to treat me like you do? I’ve done almost...
my definition of "letting go"..
To let go isn’t to forget, not to think about, or ignore. It means you have feelings, jealousy, but no regrets. Letting go isn’t winning or losing. It’s not about pride. It’s not about obsessing or dwelling on the past. It isn’t about loss, and it’s not defeat. To let go is to cherish memories, but to overcome them and move on. Letting go is accepting. Letting...
Do you think I like things like this? Do you think I planned for all this to happen? Well the answer is no. No, I did not want to fall into your trap, and no I did not want to get hurt. But I did, and I let myself. I knew the kind of person you were, you were manipulative, and you were the kind of guy that every girl secretly wanted to like them. I was not one of them, I wanted nothing to do with...
Listen
“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is...
