I know that feeling too. I was love by her. Maybe not more than you. You'd think if they'd love you, They'd never leave and always make you their first priority. But instead if you fall into her trap where you being to envy her, be jealous or like her one bit, You become last place.
I guess that's alright with me now. My walls aren't caving.
Depressive thoughts of a human crippled by borderline personality disorder. I created this blog in 2010 and post whenever I feel suicidal or wanting to hurt myself. I am now 25. I am still struggling and that's okay.
Quote For The Meanwhile
The loneliest moment in someone's life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Waiting For Spring
I had a good day today. Exceptionally good actually. I had a nice lunch. I got my assignments done and tomorrow seems to be a good day as well. I feel nice and warm. I love it. The world has been kind to me lately.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
On Your Knees
You can't really say sorry and mean it until you hear the sorrow and sadness in their voice and see that look in their eyes and realise that they have hurt themselves just as much. When you say I love you, You are making a promise with their heart. Don't disgrace that.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
In Place
I had a good day today. I got a lot of things done that I have been putting off for a while. I'm glad. Most of my errands are done. Just a few more. By that's for money's wait. My wait. My week has been great. I'm tired but it's a good tired. I can't wait to sleep tonight.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Intrigue
The world loves thing that are interesting and peculiar. Two things that I am not. Born in a ugly state lived in damaged skin. My eyes cannot behold it. I've done wrong. I know. It's beauty. Honestly, It's ugly. The world is ugly. You are ugly to me and I am to myself. I don't like what I've become. It's suffocating really.
What you think is beautiful is... Trash to me. I have not yet found true beauty. I know I've done wrong. I don't deserve these bones. Burn them along with my skin. It's ugly. I'm ugly. As the truth is too. All of it. You can't cry like me or share my fears.
You can't hurt like me or feel my heart stop.
You can't hurt like me or feel my heart stop.
It's the truth.
It's ugly too. Like me.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Silver Castles
It's still surprising how cruel people can be. How religious they are. It doesn't make any sense. You can't go around taking life for granted and then quote the bible. It's contradicting. Don't do that. It's unchristian to.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Bells
Sometimes I feel like I'm not here. Apart of nothing and feeling distant. The world is a blur and my mind is unfazed. Press pause on life, Take a step back and breathe in deep. Distant is probably the word to describe me when I'm feeling down or alone. When I don't feel like myself.
I could sit here for a while and be distant all I want. Sit here alone and ponder on past events but I would feel better if I knew that you cared.
Take the time to tell someone that their needed, That they're loved. I won't take you seriously but appreciate it in times I feel like crying. I don't cry in public. I try not to anyways. Only time I can be vulnerable is at home where I'm comfortable and no one can reach me.
I could sit here for a while and be distant all I want. Sit here alone and ponder on past events but I would feel better if I knew that you cared.
Monday, March 14, 2011
I Still Pray
We all move on. Sooner or later. We always draw ourselves to our past and think "Where did we go wrong". We're human. We all do this. Whether it breaks us down or makes us stronger. I'm not as strong as you. What use to be is gone for good.
I always get asked if I would ever change anything. I would if I could. Trust me. I really would. It'll be good to talk again but it's unhealthy. "When did life get so rough?" I remember asking this for the first time. I'm learning. I'm trying not to regret. I forgive. I don't forget. Keep that in mind.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
An Eye Opener
It's amazing how cold and hypocritical people are. How kind and sympathetic people are. They say they'll do good but go on and do the opposite. They say they hate everyone but they surprise you on how much they really care. Yes, It's true.
These things make me happy and gives me hope for humanity.
I'm not one to be talking. I take things for granted but the amount of times I've started to tear up because I know I don't deserve it, is now humorous to me. I love when I hear how kind people are on the internet, whether standing up for a gay son, saving a drowning dog or throwing a party for a lonely bus driver on his birthday. Everyone's a stranger and all of these are true stories.
These things make me happy and gives me hope for humanity.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
14:25-35
I'm sick of knowing we share the same blood. I'm sick of being associated with you. I'm sick of your face, Sick of your attitude, sick of everything about you. I can't wait to get away. Don't talk to me.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Maybe Someday
I'm so glad you told me you'd do the same. Here I thought we weren't close at all and had nothing in common. Though, I do find it funny how you try to join in with your remark after it was all over. It's not easy. I know that. I've been there. Just worry about yourself.
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