all i ask of you :'(
hi i’m from the Philippines and last year i took the entrance test of my dream school..i did my best.i did not cheat. i did not copy someone else’s work. it was so difficult! i don’t know if i would be able to pass it . i really want to..i did everything i can and [..more..]
Vulnerability = Impossibility
There is a restlessness here. Deep inside me. I long to be something, someone, yet I cannot open my self enough to let that happen. I cannot lower myself to such a vulnerable state that would allow people to see who I am. They only see who I want them to see, and yet, sometimes [..more..]
confused
I used to know my self….I used to love my self…I knew exactly what I wanted…I had a dream…I had hopes and a whole life infront of me…I felt talanted and gifted..I was gifted..then I met you….you were my best friend…my twin..you had my dream…you had my hopes…you think , dream , talk like me…I [..more..]
just a teen
so the generations changed a lot which is depressing because there is so much expected from us now a days its just tiering it drains me call me dopy ill tell you my story chapter one, i was sexually harassed by a child i never really had the flash backs thats why i never believed [..more..]
Falling
“Falling has its peculiarities. For one thing, it gives essence to a state of chaos that is otherwise intangible. Give it a chance, though. Wake up in a dream just to fall back into reality, and where have you gone? Chaos and life are one in the same, and such genesis is inevitable. Nothing is [..more..]
Dream
I’m in class right now and bored as crap so i felt like typing. I’m listening to my favorite song right now your call by Secondhand Serenade <— love them <333. Anyway i can relate to the song my favorite part is i was born to tell you i love you. Those are the words [..more..]
Suffering the consequences
He looks at me and I look at him…the tension between us is undeniable but neither of says a word. Through out my day he is always on my mind and at night he is the only one I dream of. I find myself wondering if he is thinking of me too. I never stopped [..more..]
Is it not loud enough
Am I tired of you; am I tired of us? A flower would be nice. A ‘’hey baby lets go to the movies today.” But no that imaginary that’s what I call make believe. Give me a kiss once in a while. That would be great you know. How about a bear hug, I love [..more..]
Will it get better?
When will it get better? People say that life gets better in time.. but does it really? Does life really get better in time? I mean we look older, we are getting older, our backs hurt more, our feet hurt more etc How is that better?.. Maybe i’m looking it at a ignorant way but [..more..]
keeping me from my goals
i cant reach my goals because my mom doesnt let me ugh shes now in a bad mood and she doesnt let me be myself, why cant i just dream like every other person without my mom getting mad for dreaming and trying to reach my goals