To Anjulie, if u ever read this
I love you, miss you and just really want to hold you in my arms and never let go. Why do u have to do this? Please come back, I love you.
Extremely sad
Im extremely sad and miss you. I asked to be together again, because I don’t see why not? You still love me and I still love you, but you still don’t wanna be together? </3
Daddy
June 20th 2012…walking across that stage was most of kids biggest fear. But no one knew deep inside my pain I fear your attendance What if you came? What if you didn’t come? Id run across that stage and scurry back to my seat because I couldn’t hear the cheering voices I only wanted hear [..more..]
lets do it
Gonna do my best nowwww ..lets do it 😀
I really regret it.
Everytime. It’s a cycle: I’m refreshed again (usually after a shower) I’m going about life as i should, rightly Then I loose motivation, and get lazy And I try and escape my responsibilities, my reality. At first it seems harmless, just…taking a break a long one. a suuuper long one. But I get desperate. I [..more..]
You
Okay Here’s the deal, me and you had it so good, I loved you and you loved me we were perfect now were friends and I want to Be more them friends because I miss you and I love you with all my heart but tonight I asked if there was a chance and you [..more..]
I’m very scared
I just woke up to one of the most scariest nightmares of my life. The dream is about me walking around in an art gallery. It was very crowed and I heard so many voices going on but it somehow felt peacful in a way. I started to look at this hand that had animals [..more..]
This is about You, please read
I love you so much it hurts. I hate you so much it hurts. I love you because you are the most amazing person ever and you make my world beautiful. I hate you because you broke up with me because “you are afraid of hurting me”. I love you because when I am with [..more..]
Wish
Wish I was popular. Am I? How the hell do you know if you are popular or not?
Stifling My Own Voice
It’s amazing how life works. I have a voice and I want to be heard but, I write on an anonymous website. I’m afraid to let those who are familiar with me to really get to know me. I’m isolating the real me for fear that the people in my life might not like me [..more..]