To me perfection is what is real. I want the real thing not some fake casual thing. I want serious commitment, but also a laid back relationship. I dont want phone calls all the time asking me where I’m at, but more of like hey, I was just wondering how your day is going and such.
You never forget the drama that you have going on until the new drama comes along.
Sometimes one can’t help, but feel depress. For some reason at times one wants to give up, but you can’t explain why. That is completely normal. Sometimes you need to cry and let it all out. It takes strong people to cry when they can’t handle life anymore. It’s all okay.
This pain is probably the worst pain ever because not only does your heart feel like it is in someone’s hand and being squeezed to death, but the world stops for a split second. It’s so hard to soak in the information that has just been given. When I knew a really good friend, my world fell apart. I did not know what this pain that I was feeling. I eventually realized it was the first that I ever had to deal with a loss. I was only twelve at the time. I wasn’t supposed to know what pain feels like. I wasn’t supposed to know the meaning of loss, but I did.
But not many us try to pursue it, because let’s face it most of us are materialistic.
This is such a beautiful saying. It has so many depth to it. Look around you. Everyone is hiding something. Everyone is feeling pain of some sort and hides it.
You know most people drink their pain away. Honestly to me it feels like that’s when your true self comes out. The pain. The happiness. Whatever you’re hiding in you just comes out for the world to see. Something that we’re afraid to share in our right sober minds. I am not saying go and get white girl wasted. What I’m saying is maybe we should stop trying to cover up our tracks and let our inner self shine.
This is my new apartment. Woot woot!!
That is the sad truth.
Nobody believes me when I say I don’t like my best friend. People keep saying that we will end up together and that we are perfect together, but sweetie. I ain’t about that life. If it was meant to happen then it would have happen by now.
I like keep having certain guys asking to be more than friends and be in a relationship. I look at pictures like these and I’m like this is perfect, but am I really? Am I ready to commit? Because every guy that’s been wanting a relationship with me just doesnt understand me.
The fact that I survived that awful crash.
Everyone is waiting for that one person that comes in and saves that. That one person that makes everything make sense.