September 2010
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Worst feeling in school:
Crying in the bathroom stall, just trying to hide it all. Feeling pathetic and weak; that should never be the case. But when it comes down to it, I can’t even bare to show my own face. Hearing the other girls snicker and laugh as they walk in, suddenly privacy wasn’t available. Stand up, take a deep breath: exhaling the stress. Suddenly life wasn’t livable. The sun drifts...
August 2010
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Seriously?
I am polite and honest, not judgmental, but blunt when I meet new people or when making a first impression, etc, etc etc. Either way, it bothers me and makes me wonder why I even try to be nice when you’re obviously already looking for reasons to shun me. Hah. Self-righteous bitches thinking that I’m somehow personally interested in you just by being polite? Whatever. It’s...
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Do you ever want...
Someone so badly that it hurts? Have you ever wanted that same person to disappear? And have you reminisced the memories you shared with them during the timeless nights you would lay in bed ‘trying’ to go to sleep? Have you ever thought about how different things would be if you didn’t ever meet that person at all? Thinking about… How they changed your life; For the...
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Sometimes I really do hate who I am..
But then I realize that every choice or decision that I have ever made in my life so far, is what lead to my being and my struggles or cherished memories. No matter what, it was my doing and I chose to live my life that way. Even if it wasn’t what I initially wanted. I’m not stupid, I knew the situations that I was getting myself into. And I knew the havoc all these things and people...
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Note to self:
If I’m on the edge, don’t assume you can push me over. I will regain my strength back. I will increase it. I will maintain it.
Dear Whoever, August 23, 2010...
My will is growing weaker again, So I’m preparing myself for the worst. My greatest enemy is and will always be, myself. I stare at my shadow with a raged questioning look, wondering where it’ll attempt to make it’s next move. Envying it’s mysterious silhouette, no face, no identity, no being. Yet I can still feel it lurking near me everywhere I go. ...
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I miss feeling safe
with your arms wrapped around me But only time knows Little does he know Dangling me by a thread Now I am alone Sweet dreams Tumblr. Thanks for lending me your shoulder.
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Sandy's bound tomorrow
I hope to get lost at sea so that a great white shark can devour me. The ultimate surprise attack, I’ll disappear into the depths. All that would remain is a train of bloodstained ocean water falling to the ocean floor. The next day you will find my soulless body washed up on the barren shore. Limbs torn into pieces, my identity vanished long during the night before. The winds whispers were...
Sigh...
The touch of your lips, sweet and succulent. Your roaming hands and the smell of your hair as I kiss your forehead. That exhilarating thrill I receive while you nibble on my lip, slowly pulling our faces closer, staring into each others eyes. And seeing beyond what meets the eye. Lost in your eyes, I lost track of time. Forever lost in the memory where I finally knew what it felt like to live....
It's always nice to know
that the crazy things you do when you’re alone that you think no one else would even begin to understand, or the crazy or embarrassing thoughts that you have…. Aren’t so crazy.
It’s nice to know I’m not alone on my “craziness.”
I don't need you
to keep my head up for me. I don’t need your sympathetic hope. I don’t need your pushes of encouragement, when all they do is push me over the edge. Does that scare you? Does it scare me? Is it scary at all, or am I just unwinding and freeing myself as I fall?
4:48am
-hours pass by, looks at clock- …… -______-; It’s 4:49am now.. Sleeping schedule ^I have none.^
Hmmm...
I dream every single time I fall asleep. And because of a lot of those dreams I was forced to consider that I maybe had a somewhat demented mind? Like… Disturbed or a little bit.. Off I guess you can say. As I consider these things and actually think back, I have had many thoughts and planned out many things that are only considered wrong for thinking about if you had a set plan and would...
Most of the times people consider me one of the...
But I think it’s just because there is just a hell of a lot more ignorant and stupid people. More people who may know me more than just a classmate they copy off of, thinks that I’m young and have done too many drugs for my age, or consumed too many shots, whatever. Too stupid, just acting like I know what I’m talking about in class, who knows. But most of those people are...
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ALSO
THIS IS ESPECIALLY FOR THOSE WHO ARE EX-GIRLFRIENDS OF THAT GUY. I think it’s really fucked up when a guys ex will use their past and her advantage of having that close relationship with him before, against that guy. That’s beyond low. Bitch; the devil will be looking down on you.
To the girls who push themselves on taken guys:
Okay, number one, he’s in a relationship. RESPECT THAT and respect him and his decision to commit himself to someone. Secondly, when he says he’s in a relationship and not interested; REJECTED Even though you think, “oh I know he wants to fuck me, I’ll just prove it by getting him to give in.” It’s pathetic that you have nothing better to do than to pull a...
“Once an individual learns to seek beyond the face, then soon come to find that...”
Is it bizarre that...
I find everyones flaws so beautiful. Yet…. I’m shy around pretty girls because in my mind I feel like I could never even compare. But I know the human body isn’t meant to be compared. It’s meant to be observed, and loved. Taking in all of it’s wonders. All of it’s rare beauty. No body should ever be compared. Breaking their being down into thinking they...
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REASONS I HATE BEING A GIRL
- We bleed out of our Pussy’s like every month. - The week before the blood reeks havoc on us, our tits hurt. - While we’re consistently draining blood through our chocho, we have the worst cramps in the world. (Adding to the one above ^ we also have crazy bitchy mood swings or random food cravings.) - If a guy has sex with a girl he gets +100 from his friends. If a girl does she...
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When I'm home alone
I’m really hyper; I’ll walk around and talk to myself. Then realizing how bizarre that is, I talk about myself in third person about how I’m weird for doing so. But it’s inevitable, quite frankly, due to my boring time of solitude. Please tell me I’m not alone on this one guys? Lol.
