lost myself.
and i guess when i found who i wanted to be i lost myself, the true me. the one who couldn’t trust many people, but the ones she did she trusted with her life. the one who couldn’t ever see herself getting obsessive, the one who would think twice before destroying herself, the one who’d think of her friends and family before anyone. that one girl who was purely happy.
ohhhh.
oh, rise against how i love you so. <3
“we ran like vampires from a thousand burning suns, but even then we should’ve stayed. we ran away, now all my friends are gone, maybe we’ve outgrown all the things that we once loved”
^aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh. i want them. now. or just to see a gig please. anyway. i’m in a quotey type mood so whatever.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Someone asked me the other day if my glass was half empty or half full. I was going to say it’s empty, but that’s not completely true. My life isn’t void and I have my happy moments, but they usually just seem to disappear, or get worse. So, my glass is cracked, yes, cracked. It gets filled up with happiness and hope, but it always ends up escaping my grasp. It always ends up emptying out. It will never be full, because it’s always leaking. And one day, it will get thrown away, because no one wants a broken glass.
^ stupidly perfect.
and i just can’t help but wonder.
It’s just little things now, and I’ve now officially accepted the fact that we are not best friends anymore, barely even good friends if I’m brutally honest with myself. And now as I hear you getting on with your life, obviously not a second thought about me, I start to wonder… Did I ever know the real you at all? Or did you change? Did I change? These thought’s speed through my mind as I absent mindedly listen to your friend about what you both got up to that day…
It’s okay now though, you have your life and I have mine. We’re no longer there for eachother anymore, but for once I can honestly say I’m okay with it. I’m not even sure if I want you in my life anymore. We’re too different. You’ve changed. I’ve finally let go.
She saw me looking at you as you walked past and asked “do you know him?” all our memories came rushing back, i looked back at her and whispered “no, not anymore…”
^ i never knew the proper meaning of this quote until recently.
anywhos; tbh, life is pretty good. v’day soon, almost a year since i started this blog. scary stuff… actually it may have been over a year since i started it, i can’t really remember. i may make myself a new xanga soon, i have my quote one: www.xanga.com/unsaidxwishes but i’m thinking of making a proper blogging one, but i can’t think of a username. hmm, ah well :]
<33
thinking.
i’m in one of those annoying thinking moods, where everything keeps running through your mind over and over again. I can’t get to sleep because of it.
this’ll be the first time in a week, that i’ll talk to you and i cant speak, been three whole days since i’ve had sleep cos i dream of his lips on your cheek, i got the point that i should leave you alone but we both know that im not that strong, i miss the lips that make me fly.
^ miserable at best; mayday parade
xo
vent.
i need to vent, i need to get everything out except without burdoning my friends about my stupid little problems, they’re insignificant as one, but together it’s starting to get me down. and even though atm, I have everyone I could ever need in my life i don’t think i’ve ever felt so lonely…
i’m always getting into arguments with my family and have now taken permanent residence in my room to try and avoid it, whenever i’m in my room no matter how long my headphones are up, i can always hear some sort of screaming match going on downstairs. either between my parents or my parents and brother. and if i go downstairs to get a drink, i’ll most likely be dragged into the argument and be asked to take sides. and if i ever decide to take the side i think is right, most of the time i’ll get picked on by the other side for being unfair or whatever. I now officially try and stay as far away from family as possible, it’s too hard.
the group of friends who i normally hang out with have gotten into a habit of disliking me a hell of a lot, planning most things without me, but when i go off with someone else, having a go at me for it. Friends going all mental at me if I do the slightest thing wrong or just want to do something else to what everyone else is doing. well i’m sorry for not being a fucking sheep.
my grades are good for my standard but with all my friends being genius’ my grades just seem pathetically low, even though I revise about ten times more than them, I can never seem to get to their standard. No matter how much I try I don’t seem to get anywhere or improve anymore.
My guitar playing just doesn’t want to improve no matter how much I play and my singing voice has gone downhill, my writing has seemed to come to a complete stop and sometimes I just can’t seem to bring myself to get out of bed in the morning.
My self esteem in the recent months has spiralled too far, and it’s beginning to worry me about how much I obsess over my looks. Sometimes I’ll look in the mirror and genuinely worry about the fact that I could be underweight and that I should put more on, but then the next day or whatever, I’ll think about what I said and wonder how the hell I could have ever thought it. I’m trying to get some more self esteem, but it’s proving to be harder than I thought.
Yeah; I think that’s it =/
I think I’ll write something later if I can about lonliness, perhaps it’ll help.
yeyeyeyeeeee:]
i’m ashamed to admit that i love the song ‘take a bow’ by Rihanna -_-’
lalalaaaa. i’m in love <3 :] happyhappyhappy.
Chances are I’ll never get a moment like this again, so here’s everything I ever wanted to tell you. No one has ever gotten me like you; I’ve never found anyone who makes me laugh like you. You’re the one person who I can honestly see myself happy with; the definition of love to me is you.
^isn’t that lush? (=