January 2012
I’m terribly exhausted. It’s just the beginning to it all, I know that if I start strong I’ll finish harder. No more games or wasting useless moments. It’s time for change to only benefit myself.
“People should fall in love with their eyes closed.”
– Andy Warhol (via ohmynins)
dracometeors:
Talk with me, not to me. I’m not your audience. And you’re not some speaker. I thought this was a conversation. So don’t talk to me just so you can tell your story. Because my ears are starting to hurt from all the self-absorbed gibberish coming out of your mouth.
Lets be honest,
The pressure of college really weighs down on me.
I understand everyone is facing their own demons, but fucking shoot me in the head. I’m fed up with this bullshit called Life. Honestly, I feel rushed. I’m anxious and stress because I feel like college is a ticking time bomb. I love my parents and I owe my life to them, but they seem to be pressuring me to finish fast. I wish they...
Trouble seems to follow me where ever I go. Damn it. I honestly need something to keep me steady. I understand that I don’t need anyone, but it’d be nice for someone to keep me company. I’m so sick and tired of facing my problems alone.
“Wrong place at the wrong time.” Fucking shit.
“It sucks always being the footnote in someone else’s love story.”
– Brooke Davis (One Tree Hill) (via ishainparis)
Once that cold bottle is in my hand, I’m going to take a good swig just for you. I’m tired of spending every other day worrying about you. The same damn person who leaves then comes back. I know I’ve constantly said that I’m not going to put up with your bullshit, but enough is enough. Ugh, I want to forget about you already.
As cliche as it sounds, I’ll take a shot...
I’m just itching to get my hands on a bottle or a few shots of alcohol, but I’m somewhat second guessing myself.
Sure, I miss the feeling of being drunk. I won’t lie about that. But there’s something more to it. I suppose I’m just tired of looking forward to drinking on the weekends. Honestly, I want to set my sights on something better. I miss getting excited about...
I care about you,
fckndaniel:
but not enough to care about what you do. You’re no longer my concern.
I realized,
That one day I’ll come across someone who I don’t deserve.
This particular individual with be far better than the standards I set. For once I’ll take one good look at them and realize that I’m the lucky one. It’ll be as if they picked me, and not the other way around.
Eventually, someone will pick me out of all the possibilities they could have.
Anonymous asked: "but as an individual they interesting." They are? They're? Not judging, just correcting.
I’m terribly blunt and straight forward.
The things I say and do would have most people baffled and amused. You know why? Because people agree with some of the things I have to say. No matter how “rude” or “inappropriate” it is, you admire my boldness. Basically, I say the things that people hold back.
Quit being so damn frightened about what society will think. If...
When I'm mad, I say things I don't mean.
I hate people.
You’re expectations suck. I mean, honestly they cant handle the truth. They say that they’ll accept you no matter who you are, but when you show some kind of honesty they get butthurt. Suddenly they’re disappointed that you’re not the person they thought you were.
Bitch, like me for who I am. If one day I have a “bitch moment”, realize that...
I caught myself staring at the ceiling again. You know, mindlessly daydreaming and thinking. It’s a terrible thing to admit, but I’m curious. Completely curious about certain things. I know I shouldn’t think too hard about unnecessary things, but I cant help it. I’m only human.
Anyone can say they care, but not everyone can...
Is it amazing that I don’t want to start anything with anyone.
Correction, I don’t want to initiate anything. I’m completely tired of starting the conversation first, introducing myself first, or even making the first move. I’m open to meeting new people and getting to know them, but lets face it, I’m exhausted with handling things.
I need someone to fucking take me...
It simply amuses me to think that people assume that lying is such a challenge.
Honestly, it’s not difficult at all. Personally I can lie with ease. I’m the type of person who can look you in the eyes and lie with ease. Sure, I do it so effortlessly, but I don’t constantly lie. No, what fun would that be? Plus, I wouldn’t want to abuse my talents. Lying is a skill.
Sure,...
