April 2011
14 posts
Tumblr.
Yes I post vague blogs. Maybe I sound pretentious. Oh well, it’s a way to express my feelings without running the risk of being sued. Because no, they don’t have it in writing.
Grow Up.
You are too old to act like a child. There is a reason that no one gives you anything in life and have to work hard for everything. You are a hypocritical, inconsiderate dirt bag. I’m not going to sit around and be who you want me to be. I’m not there for you, I’m here because I’m not a quitter.
One Person.
Always that one person. One person who doesn’t understand you. One person who brings you down like a landslide. Given up, he wins.
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Shocked.
Don’t pinch me because I finally know that I’m not dreaming.
Love Exists.
At the closing of every fairytale, there is always something. Something nobody can explain. Because its not something you can hold, but something you feel. You know it exists because it’s embedded in every human being. Whether they can share with family, friends, and maybe even a special someone. Love exists. It takes a little longer for some. Because sometimes they have to find that they...
Feeble.
Shaky knees. Weak ankles. I’m so comfortable, yet so incredibly vulnerable. So optimistic, but at the same time trying to beat the odds.
Butterflies.
In my tummy. Fluttering. I don’t care what they say. Because when I’m with you, I feel like a superman flying.
Siblings.
They’re there for each other when one may get hurt.They make jokes which may sting at the moment, but they’re just kidding in the end. They love each other. I don’t know what it feels like, but I’ve seen it. I know its out there.
Discrimination.
Hating. Don’t do it. Find the love. It’s out there. Above the influence. Not just drugs, everything. You control your life. So find the good in people and live. Don’t let life control you.
Temptation.
Wrong doings. Stand strong. Ready to give in, but must stay strong.
Unwanted.
Upon this day. My heart breaks furthermore. I speak with only to have no one listen. I am looked upon as an idiot. A moron. What I have to say has meaning. Not just words. Not just another face. A person. I believe he sees me, but it is wrong to want the world to see. To see that I am here, that I make a difference. Like everyone else, one of a kind.
Relax.
Time is only relevant. So sit back. Remember what matters. Remember who you love. Who loves you. And there you shall find your answer. There’s always a purpose. Always a choice.
