Call me a slut, call me a whore, if you don't like me then there's the door. Call me anorexic, call me fat, i can put on or i can lose that. Call me annoying, call me dumb, excuse me miss; but I'm having fun. Call me a flirt, call me fake, that's just me, so give it a break. Call me weird, a nerd & a geek, call me what you want, I'm just unique.
I’d catch myself analyzing every small detail of ‘the situation’. All of these why’s and what’s, interrogating me. Over and over again, like a never-ending playlist. It’s been on my mind for quite a while now, sigh.. I shouldn’t even be blogging about this. It’ll only make me feel worse about myself. Thinking about this is causing me to believe that I will never be good enough for any boy. Fuck you, a middle finger to my negativity.
6018) If you really knew me, you'd know that i mean no harm. People automatically have their own ideas about me without even knowing me. I want someone to stand up for me, because i cant stand up for myself. I dont want anyone to hate me anymore. I didnt do anything to anyone. All i want is for people to be more kind to each other.
7077.) You're going to lose one of the best friendships you've ever had. You're going to lose the girl who loves you, the girl who understands you, the girl who doesn't give a flying fuck about our differences, the girl who would give up almost anything to help you, to take care of you, the girl who you laughed with, cried with, talked with, did crazy shit with. You're going to let your homophobic parents win? Really? You quit fighting for something you wanted so badly... I hope you don't give up on us that easily. I know it's hard, I know you're scared, I know you have a lot more to deal with than most people our age, but you seem to have forgotten that I would do ANYTHING for you. Anything at all. I hope your new friends will go that far for you. But if they won't, I hope you'll turn to me. I'm still leaving a space in my future for you. I'm not ready to give up on you. Not yet.
Honestly, I miss the feeling of being in love. I miss the feeling of getting early morning text messages from you, telling me you were bored. I miss your goodnights, and random text messages. Right now, I could proudly tell myself that I'm not in love with you anymore, which is good. But actually, at the back of my head, you'll forever be inside my heart, because you'll always be my first love.
I wanna be in good terms with you, but I think I’ll send you mixed signals if I start talking to you again. You might think I still want something going on between us. I wish that someday, we’ll be friends again. That’s all I’m asking for.
I want to be happy. Not just for a day, or for a moment. Just happy, simply about the smallest of things without needing something to look forward to just to get me through the day. That is what I want
“Sometimes in our relentless effort to find the person we love, we fail to recognize and appreciate the people who love us. We miss out on so many beautiful things simply because we allow ourselves to be enslaved by our own selfish concerns. Go for the man of deeds and not for the man of words, for you will find rewarding happiness, not with the man you love but with the man who loves you more. The best lovers are those capable of loving from a distance far enough to allow the person to grow but never too far to feel the love within your being. To let go of someone doesn’t mean you have to stop loving, it only means that you allow that person to find his own happiness without expecting him to come back. Letting go is not just setting the other person free, but is also setting yourself free from all the bitterness, hatred, and anger that you keep in your heart. Do not let the bitterness take away your strength and weaken your faith, and never allow pain to dishearten you; but rather let yourself grow with wisdom in bearing it. You may find peace in loving someone from a distance not expecting something in return. But be careful, for this can sustain life but can never give enough room for us to grow. We can all survive with just beautiful memories of the past, but real peace and happiness come only with open acceptance of what reality is today. There comes a time in our lives when we chance upon someone so nice and beautiful and we just find ourselves so intensely attracted to that person. This feeling soon becomes a part of our everyday lives and eventually consumes our thoughts and actions. The sad part of it is when we begin to realize that this person feels nothing more for us than just a friendship. We start our desperate attempt to get noticed and be closer, but in the end our efforts are still unrewarded and we end up being sorry for ourselves. You don’t have to forget someone you love. What you need to learn is how to accept the verdict of reality without being bitter or sorry for yourself. Believe me, you would be better off giving that dedication and love to someone more deserving. Don’t let your heart run your life, be sensible and let your mind speak for itself. Listen not only to your feelings but to reason as well. Always remember that if you lose someone today, it means that someone better is coming tomorrow. If you lose love that doesn’t mean you failed in love. Cry if you have to, but make sure that tears wash away the hurt and the bitterness that the past has left with you. Let go of yesterday and love will find its way back to you. And when it does, pray that it may be the love that will stay and last a lifetime.”—Albert Einstein (via donnyspeaks)
It could be the best feeling in the world. You could feel like the happiest girl/guy alive knowing you found someone you could see yourself with, someone who gives you those constant butterflies. Someone who can make you smile through simple texts or messages. Someone who makes your stomach hurt…
6069) you would know that I'm afraid to love. To me, love never lasts. Forever doesn't mean forever. I'm afraid that if I love someone with all my heart, they might leave and then I'll be left with nothing.
The truth is, I'm not mad at you. I'm just hurt; and the fact that every time your name pops up on my phone or computer, my heart sinks a little bit deeper. You don't realize what you've made me go through; but i can guarantee you're not doing it again. thanks for teaching me just how much it hurts to be played with....learned a lot.