Time to destroy everything you ever loved said the girl to her reflection, lets see how easy they come to hate you.
- Here's a question
- If you Love someone and they do something completely unforgivable, can you forgive them, should you forgive them?
“Identity”
If it’s not work,
then its Uni.
If it’s not Uni
then it’s drinking.
If it’s not drinking
then it’s self loathing.
If it’s not self loathing
then I have no idea who I am
If I have no idea who I am
Then who am I…
A workaholic, a uni student, a drunk screw up, an emotional wreck or so confused about all the above that I lose everything I define myself to be?
The Ode
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right. You believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.
This may be corny and this may be over the top but that is just the way I am when I write. I may not say things face to face but always know in my head I am the corniest romantically notioned person in the world.
Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th is simply another day, WE give it the power of Bad Luck, it didn’t choose to be Bad it had its fate decided by a societal idea, Friday the 13th is a Social Construct, much like race, stereotypes and religion, we give power to an idea and thus the idea has power. take away the power and Friday the 13th is just another day.
I just do not know who I am any more… My identity is in a state of flux and I do not know how to be ME. I can see and hear everything I do and it is pathetic and the complete opposite of who I really am.
Perfect lips a silent kiss
It is unrealistic to see someone as Perfect.
There is no such thing, it is our flaws, our quirks, our emotions and our sensibilities that define us as well as the decisions we make.
Perfection does not and never will exist, stop acting like it will magically appear and stop expecting people to live up to your expectations.
We are all different we are all unique and nothing you can say or do will makes us perfect because if we were perfect INDIVIDUALITY would not exist.
Happy thoughts and Vodka
reliving one of the worst days of my life
a day I shouldn’t have to regret
Why is it the people you love the most are the ones who hurt you more than any other.
I Hate him, I hate her, I hate them for making everything turn dark again
the darkness makes every wound reopen and consumes the mind.
It hurts, abuse from every angle, from every side.
and all you do is ignore me
I hate you!
