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# Enviado el lunes 23 de noviembre de 2009 13:13

Modificado el jueves 26 de noviembre de 2009 14:40

If I ever hoped of getting you back, I've well and truely ruined that now...

He's your best friend. You must know I still like you, everyone says it's really obvious and you must know he means nothing. I wasn't the person you know, I wasn't the person I know, I wasn't me. My stomach literally hurts when I think about you, and your face when you found out. I know you care. Quit trying to hide it, it's obvious and I'm delighted you care in the slightest bit. I know I must have ruined everything, but if you're willing to get back with me, I'm more than up for it <3
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# Enviado el lunes 23 de noviembre de 2009 13:02

Yesterday, It would have been Two Months.

I'm not sure how I feel. Don't get me wrong, I'm still well and truely head over heals in love with him. And I swear I would do anything to get back with him. But I'm not as upset as I thought I would be. I'm so happy I still get to talk to you, and it's not uncomfortable anymore, but my stomach still does a flip when I see you and every love song ever wrote seems to fit with you perfectly.
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# Enviado el martes 17 de noviembre de 2009 14:06

I'm Going To Start Blogging Again.
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# Enviado el martes 17 de noviembre de 2009 13:51










I've lost so much sleep this past week. One week and one day. I hate how things are back to normal. I don't want things to be normal. I have to see you. everyday. But when I do I remember what I'm missing. I'm not trying to make you jealous. I couldn't if I tried. People make this worse for me. I'm sorry if I'm so pathetic.

I'll write more, honest.
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# Enviado el viernes 16 de octubre de 2009 12:00

Modificado el martes 17 de noviembre de 2009 13:53

So much has gone on this weekend.
Death and life have been bought together in ways so close to me.
And I don't know what to make of it.

I woke up on saturday morning to the news. School is really hard. You're put under so much pressure when you're so young, but there's always ways to escape it, right? Wrong. I was out on my morning jog, nothing out of the ordinary. I usually jog rght through the woods at the top of my village but I was stopped by something that scared me a lot. 'Crime Scene, Do Not Cross.' at first I was confused. This is such a small comunity, nothing happens here. I saw the police cars and the white tent just off the path. They had found a body. I was horrified. I had been in the woods on friday night, my friends and I had lit a fire and were roasting marshmellows. A horrible feeling hit my stomach that all the time we were in there, some sick weirdo had murdered someone. I went straight home and called my friends to make sure they were ok. To my relife, nothing like this had happened. but I was still confused. Later that night the truth emerged. A boy in the year above he had hung himself in the woods on friday night because he didn't get the test results he needed to go to college. This shook our village. And it's really made me think. So much pressure is put on us. yet we find consollidation in our friends and family. but this boy had just moved out of the area, and felt he had nothing left. He hung himself in the woods because it was the last time he felt happiness. I'm so lucky, and I never even realised it.
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# Enviado el sábado 10 de octubre de 2009 08:08

It's Just Like A Fairy Tale.

The past few days have changed my life.

Every girl dreams of that one guy, the guy that is willing to give up his whole life for her, just to love her and to be loved back. I'm genuinly convinced I've found him. He's the kind of guy that acts all tough, but is really gentle and caring really. He makes me feel like a princess, like I'm rally something special. He's so sweet and romantic, he actually threw rocks at my bedroom window, and didn't leave until I came out to see him, despite the wind and rain. He left me a note in my locker at school, telling me to go outside where he left me a bunch of roses because he was sorry he couldn't see me that day. My heart hammers everytime I listen to an answer phone message he has left me, or he shouts down the street to say good morning. The only weird thing aout our relationship was in the first couple of days, he seemed really shy when it came to kissing, but it turns out he had been waiting for the perfect moment, and fucking hell was it perfect. I honsty think I'm in love with this guy and I hope this feeling doesn't fade away for a long time.





09/16/09
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# Enviado el domingo 20 de septiembre de 2009 17:10

Modificado el domingo 20 de septiembre de 2009 17:27

Up Down Up Down...

My feelings are all over the place at the moment.
Depressed, happy, angry, confused and the depressed again.
Hideing things from other people when you already know is torture.
I don' know if I can keep doing this anymore. It's hard.
I've decided that yes, I love you, and yes, I hate you.
When I see you all I want to do is cry but I have to see you.
My feelings haven't changed at all despite this shit.
You're all I think about when I'm trying to eat or in school.

I'll write more tonight, after i've seen you.
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# Enviado el martes 15 de septiembre de 2009 12:57







I'm really hung up, I can't get you out of my head. I know you don't want to see me, and I feel sick just looking at you, but I can't go a day without you. I've fucked things up so badly, Thursday was one of the best days of my life. One mistake of friday has ruined everything. I thought I was so close, so close I could actually see it. But it's miles away now. gone. I can tell you want to make me jealous. it's working really well. I can't stand it when people talk about you, I just want them to shut up because I know I can't talk to you. Why are you ignoring me? and then saying I'm ignoring you? I have no confidence. Zilch. I really really like you. I don't know, but I might even love you. I can't see the point in doing anything anymore. everything has changed and I don't like it. You came into my life with such a bang. You've really stung me.
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# Enviado el domingo 13 de septiembre de 2009 16:53

Modificado el martes 15 de septiembre de 2009 12:46

"There was a car crash last Saturday, three people died. One, a five year old boy, was killed on impact. His father died on the way to the hospital with the knowledge that his youngest son was gone. The third, the other son, and eight year old, died in hospital this morning. Those boys were so young, they barely had the chance to live. So I guess it's just a reminder not to hold back, and to just give everything I do my all. But it's hard, and scary. How are you able to put yourself out there and not be terrified of getting hurt?"


Hmm... It's difficult, and I understand that.
The way I see it:
Not a lot can hurt me, not so long as I know where I've come from, and remember all the hardships I've been through; all the people I've lost; effort I've gone to, to make my life work. Because for me - and this isn't something you'll hear me tell you openly (or sober) - it took a lot more effort than what I imagine many others would have gone through to make it work, and to get where I am today. Again, I would let you in on my life and past, but that's a bit too much to spare to over one thousand people, a fair portion of which I don't really know. But yes. That is my answer. That is what keeps me moving forward. So long as I have all of that in my mind, I am confident, and so long as I know where I want to go, and so long as I still bear the bruises from the obstacles I've faced in the past as part of my mission to get there, not much can touch me. Because as far as I can tell, and as far as others around me can see - like the woman on Saturday night I told so much to - I am a 'beautiful person', or as she said, 'one of life's heroes'. That is why I am not afraid of being hurt. Because you do not know me, nor what I've been through, and I can safely say everything I've been through has made me stronger. It's so cliched, but it's just how I see it.
That's my reply.
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# Enviado el martes 08 de septiembre de 2009 15:16

Modificado el martes 08 de septiembre de 2009 15:41