I'm so terribly SICK OF BEING SAD.
Seriously, I just need to get over it and stop feeling sorry for myself.
You're not worth it, you never were. You can't do anymore damage. Please stop trying.
I want to rip my heart out so you can't have the pleasure of playing with it any longer.
Are you done? Please say yes. It's so pathetic that I even give you the time of day.
I can't help it. You're just so......i don't know. I wish I could fix you. HA!
Yeah, okay, impossible, right? I try to tell myself, but I want to believe you can be that person that i had before.
I have this problem of getting so attacted, even when i try my hardest not to.
Why do you insist on this?! UGHHHHHHHH.

The Reformer.

I'm so exhausted from this back and forth pull.
I've struggled through so much, to get to where I stand now.
Was it worth it? Are you worth it?
Is this big "secret" even worth having? Let alone keeping?
I feel like I've pushed so hard for this one thing, and instead of receiving it, I'm taunted and teased.
The thing I want most is dangling two inches from my face, but I can only get a taste.
It's not fair. You're such a tease. UGH get out of my head. No, don't.
My mind is spinning in circles. HELP :(

adorable.

I've started and quickly erased so many of these precious, yet worthless lines.
The truth is, I can't believe it's over.
I'm not complaining, I just simply cannot believe that I'm moving on and nothing is happening.
I feel like someone, or something, is going to pop out of nowhere and tell my to turn back, tell me I'm wrong.
Yet, it feels so right. Every single word that leave my lips is now accepted, instead of ignored.
I feel good about the path I'm going down. I don't know if it's right.
And I don't know if I'll be okay. But everyday is flying by, and everyday feels fresh.
I have my doubts, everyone does. Inside I know I'm weak, but I'm trying so desperately to avert.
I have such a strong urge to resist, I'm just trying to get away, to make my own life, to stop relying on people to fix everything for me.
Sure, everyone needs someone. But can we exist solely through the being of another human character?
It's so ironic how hard we tend to try to make an impression on the people that aren't even aware of our existance.
I'm so sick of making an idea out of something and having no one to notice.
I'm not convinced that it's worth my time.

aren't you cute?

It's "those" people.
The ones that make you laugh.
The ones that make you cry.
The ones that make you think.
The ones that drive you crazy.
Those are the ones that really do matter.
They're also the ones that don't get enough credit.
I'm sorry i don't thank you enough, you are amazing (:
You still make me laugh and cry and think and feel all those good (and not so good) emotions.
I wish I could tell you how much it means, but I can't, cause maybe i'm just too busy.
Or maybe I'm scared.
I love it when I start talking about people and end with talking about "you."
sdngaskdvn whatever.

It's Not That We're Scared

I want to say so many things, things that will make you happy. Things that aren't necessarily true, anything to take that ugly frown off your face. Help. I want to scream so loud. I feel trapped, since when do you run my life? Quit! Leave me alone, i'm so sick of the bipolar lines of lies that continually flow out of your mind. Say those things to someone else, I DON'T CARE. I gave up my life for you, I thought that maybe, just maybe, this time you would change. But guess what? You can't. You will never change. You're too good for anyone. You said things that made me smile so wide. You told me you wouldn't let me go, and you still did. I trusted you, I TRUSTED YOU. Don't make up excuses. Go tell it to someone who cares. Not me. No more, goodbye SEE YA! :)

Have you ever taken the time to really appreciate the life you've been given?
Are you grateful for the things you have?
I feel like things are taking up our lives, and once we have what we want, we just want more.
We're never satisfied. It's upsetting.
I have this friend, and they begged and begged for a long time for this "thing."
A material "thing."
And once they finally got this "thing" they wanted more..something better.
Sure, it's nice to long for something, but once we are rewarded with it, there will always be something else out there that we'll want eventually.
We're all hung up on material things, if we could just take time to appreciate the people in our lives that keep us going, instead of putting the focus on money and "things", we could all be a lot more happy.
People should be the base in our lives, but i feel like some people just DON'T CARE.
And when people let down other people, they turn to material things for comfort.
They think that maybe they'll feel better if they have that "thing."
Things break, fads fade, but if you build a relationship with someone based on care, thay can be there through anything.
It's much better to have someONE rather thatn someTHING.

Everything is gone.
It's all faded away..
Something that was once wonderful is now a big pile of nothingness.
I feel like I don't even know you anymore, and for that, I don't know myself.
What happened?
Why are all the walls crashing in on me?
We reached that "point" and then it all went downhill.
I wish it wasn't, but it's gone.
I feel lost within myself and I don't know how to escape.
I want, so desperately, just to break free of whatever this is and just go back.
But it's too late, I'm too far gone.
It's over.

Perfection?

black stilettos. fake eyelashes. plastic faces. plastic hair. drug addictions.

what is this? why does society make us think that we need to hurt ourselves to look good?

just because the girl sitting next to you just got a boob job doesn't mean she's any more beautiful than you.

it seems everyone has forgotten about inner beauty....

what happened to the smart girl?

she's dumbed herself down because she thinks guys like dumb girls.

what happened to morals?

it seems like no one really cares anymore....what happened?

Day of Love?

valentine's day was today....

it made me think, why is this the day we show our love for that special someone?

aren't we supposed to love them everyday?

why is this day any different?

are we supposed to love stronger or more thoroughly today?

i know i didn't feel more love....

maybe it's just me but i think it's a little pointless that we buy someone a material gift for a day like any other, just to prove that we love them.

and if you don't celebrate it they might think you don't love them...

whatever. it's a little dumb (:

Can I get a hand clap?

I look for any trace that's left of what it used to be,
I take a deep breath, hoping the air carries you with it,
But it's gone, the scent of summer left with the coming of a frosty, bitter winter.
I hate the feeling I get in winter.
I like snow.....But the cold leaves me angry and hollow.
I miss the summer so much, I sit here, waiting and waiting for it to return and smack me in the face with a warm, welcoming sense that there is absolutely nothing to worry about.
Winter can leave now, and go back to the southern hemisphere, I've really had enough.