Sunday, October 31, 2010
Face The Strange
Waiting For The End
""To drown out the voices in your head,
to bury the noise deep within your soul.
Where no one can find it, and you can no longer hear it.
The never ending scream.
I don't want to hear it,
Nothing anyone can say will bring me any further down.
Whether that's due to me already hitting rock bottom,
or because I am the stronger person I don't know.
All I know is that my head is splitting at the seams,
there is nothing holding me together other than
useless and hopeless dreams.""
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How simple it all seems
How writing about life, and how one feels
can be broken into a paragraph
but noone ever really considers anything past that paragraph
what about what someone is really feeling but is too afraid to say
couldn't the paragraph be a general outline where the actual emotion is too great or to complicated to explain?
No idea
B x
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
In A Memory
When you feel you're alone
cut off from this cruel world
your instincts telling you to run
listen to your heart
those angel faces
they'll see you to you
they'll be your guide
back home where life leaves us blind
love keeps us kind
it keeps us kind !
when you suffered it all
and your spirit is breaking
you're growing desperate from the fight
Remember your loved
and you always will be
this melody will always bring
you right back home
When life leaves us blind
Love, keeps us kind!
When life leaves us blind
Love keeps us kind!
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Dedication
Monday, October 25, 2010
New Divide
:)
Well not completely.
Gosh. No one can go from depression to normal happiness within like 2 weeks.
i still have moments where i hate me
where i don't want to be me
and where i don't want to wake up in the morning
where i don't want to wake up ever again.
But usually i remind myself of the things that make me happy
and force myself out of bed.
and then as the day progresses i improve
and i go to bed happy.
So really.
Can't complain.
Thanks
x
Monday, October 18, 2010
Again We Rise
So.
Laughing at my blog again are we?
*shakes head in wonder*
Why do people think that through laughing at my blog i'm going to feel offended, upset or anything at all.
In fact. I write this blog for myself, and myself only. Sure, I allow you all to read it. but thats not cos i care what you think. or really anything at all.
This blog allows me to get the flimsy lose emotions out of my head. encourages me to see the positives and allows me to begin thinking deeper into my world.
has nothing to do with anyone else at all.
but sure. think whatever you like.
Thursday.
Nationals.
Uncontested.
Hello Gold medal. :P
BUT! They aren't putting me on till 5pm.
Long day of sitting around. Doing absoluted nothing. Yay :
'Bear'
You seem to be making me happy
This in itself is strange.
Someone else
who seems to help me smile.
who seems to just like me!
it's an amazing thing
me trusting someone enough
someone actually liking me for who i am. not for who i pretend to be.
Wow. Life is great at the moment
even exams going well.
fuck yes!
Peace out
x
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Walking on Sunshine
Having seen others today too
Good day
smiles all round
better than yesterday! haha
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO EM FACTOR THOUGH!
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Everybody Runs
So, I'm watching myself pull apart my own happiness…
I'm pulling apart 'bear' as usual, to find faults. Reasons to run away.
How absolutely fucked is it that the only faults I can find are his looks. And even then the faults are honestly limited to his fucking hair colour. YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! Seriously! He's not a bloody male model! But he's still a good looking, masculine guy! With a great personality, who makes me laugh, makes me feel feminine, makes me feel like a real person! Someone that actually seems to like me for me! And here I am, literally less than a month after meeting the guy, pushing him the fuck away.
So then, I start bitching about the fact he could be using me. So could any guy retard! But you'll never find out if you don’t give them a chance! Why am I so bloody scared of trusting someone? Of letting myself go? Of sharing my time and myself with someone? Why is it all so fucking hard?
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