Tell Me
Tell me what your worst fears are. I bet they look a lot like mine. Tell me what you think about when you can’t fall asleep at night. Tell me that you’re struggling. Tell me that you’re scared. No,Tell me that you’re terrified of life. Tell me that it’s difficult to not think of death [..more..]
i was to blind to see that you were to dead to hear me
I don’t like to admit it because every time I do it makes me sad. I hate that we’ve grown apart, I don’t tell you when we do see each other, because let’s be honest this friendship meant more to me, than it ever did to you. how could you be so okay with letting [..more..]
love
i really like this guy but he doesn’t like me back, how do u get someone to like you they way u like them
parents
just need somewhere to let everything out to, eugh, im just so pissed off with my parents, they are ruining my life, they are endlessly blaming me for everything, thinking i said something in a different way to how i actuakly said it, constantly giving me stupid lectures, grounding me ALL THE TIME, and now [..more..]
confused
m not sad . . m tensed . . m gawdamn frustrated . . bt da worst part i dnt knw da reason . .sometyms i feel lyk der r many people arnd me . . bt still i feel lyk i m al alone . . dnt knw wher my lyf z takin me [..more..]
In Recognition of God’s Goodness
Every time I post something I’m sad, mad or depressed. Today, I am thinking happy thoughts and I decided to share them. God has always blessed me and taken care of me. But, recently I have become more aware and appreciative of it. I’m not sure why my mind has been focusing on His goodness, [..more..]
under the weather
making choices alright things fill feel good air pressure trying or considering being in my favor thinking of the spirit of whom might care for truth and has had enough can a shead of light my way approach wondering if a undeceiving smile my way man things choices can be nerve recking i’m not saying [..more..]
What happened to our friendship?
What do you do when your best friend of 9 years totally drops you for her boyfriend of 5 months. The worst part about it is she doesn’t even realize it and your not exactly sure how to bring it up. She was always the one who said that she would NEVER do that to [..more..]
broken
My Sister is crying upstairs, her feelings hurt once again. All I want to do is cry. All I want to do is leave. To hear someone else cry like I do, it shatters my heart every time.
Him.
There’s nothing more perfect than him. He lights up my day every time I speak to him, or we see each other. Problem is, I don’t have him. We talk almost everyday, we’re exactly the same, all the same opinions, same ideas, same maturity, same intelligence, same sense of humour. He’s perfect. There’s no one [..more..]