Monday, 6 December 2010

i'm bored =/

I feel like I am sitting in a room full of people that I love, and you know what, they just don't care that I love them. They don't care whether or not I live or die. To them I'm just another girl, just another stranger. To me, they are my best friends, the only people I have left. (This is how I used to feel, all the time)

I'm only me. That is all I can be. No more, no less, don't second guess. I love, I live, I laugh, I cry. I've wished sometimes that I could die. Some days I'm funny, others I'm not, sometimes I'm in overdrive and I can't stop. You may not like me, but that's okay because this is me and how I'll stay.

People are gonna talk about me, especially when they envy me, I might as well let them talk, because I affected their lives, they didn't affect mine!

I'm shy, I'm quiet. I'm an angel in disguise. I'm loud. I'm noisy. I'm a devil inside. You think I'm an innocent girl, so lets make a bet, because if that's what you're thinking, you don't know me yet.

In life God doesn't give you the people you want, instead He gives you the people you need. To teach you, to hurt you, to love you, and make you exactly the way you should be.

All my life, I never believed most things I read in history books and a lot of things I learned in school. But now I've found I don't have the right to make a judgment on someone based on something I've read. I don't have the right to judge anything. That's the lesson I've learned.

Sorry you can't define me, sorry that I speak my mind, sorry if I don't fake it, sorry I come too real, I'll never hide what I really feel.

Sorry if I'm not perfect. Sorry I don't give a fuck. Sorry I just know what I want. I won't let you break me. Think what you want.

If people don't like you for who you are then so what, they aren't worth your time. Your true friends will like you no matter what, no matter how you dress or how you are as a person.

I've lived in this place and I know all the faces. Each one is different, but they're always the same. They mean me no harm but its time that I face it, they'll never allow me to change... But, I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong... I'm moving on.

People change its a part of life, but sometimes its easier to hold on to the memories of who they were... rather then to realize who they have become...

People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.

We talk like we know what's going on. But we don't. We don't know anything. We're young and we're gonna screw-up a lot. We're gona keep changing our minds and even sometimes our hearts. And through all that, the only thing we can truly offer eachother is... forgiveness.





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