June 2008
1 post
Tasha,
Sometimes I have no idea who you are anymore. I see you pretend to everyone and sometimes, you almost believe it. You smile and laugh and play life’s games… but deep inside you’re broken. Your heart isn’t even sure if it’s in one piece and beating. But it must be because you’re still alive and breathing. Why? You ask yourself this all the time. Why Me? Why are I still here? Why am I...
May 2008
1 post
what is wrong with me?
February 2008
13 posts
Again
Even though every week I look forward to seeing his face he ends up leaving and I end up feeling all alone and miserable again. I count the days every weel until I see him again. I don’t know why I do because I’m the one that ends up hurt. He says that he hurts too, and I see it in his face sometimes. When he looks at me I see everything that he tells me when we’re alone. Why do...
Why did he chose her over me. She’s a fucking ugly chunky bitch slut. She has three kids, the youngest only a few months old and she doesn’t even know who the father is. I mean I’m not saying I’m drop dead gorgeous. I’m fat and ugly. Oh, well, but I look better than her. He obviously didn’t mind that when we were fucking! It just makes me think,...
Boy # 1
Boy: “ I don’t understand why you have to be so damn stubborn. You know I love you and would do anything for you. You’re my soulmate and I’m yours. We’re just supposed to be together. Yes, I know it’s hard but someday we’ll truly be able to be together. I am always here. We’ve known eachother for years. We met in an interesting situation but love is...
Boy #2
BOY :” I know that I have been really weird lately. I’m so sorry. I hate seeing you with other guys. Especially guys like Mike, he’s no good for you. I could give you everything you need. I’ve tried to tell myself that I’m not in love with you but I am.” Girl: “ Really, how could you possibly give me everything? You’re with someone else. I’m...
“Even though I’m with her, I’m still in love with you.”
– stupid boy
Over
I’m just over it. All of it, maybe I should just except my fate, maybe I’ve already had my happiness. I hate to admit that to myself, but I fear that it’s true. Maybe he was my only real happiness. I suppose I shall just have to grit my teeth and try to put a smile on like I always do. I’ll have to pretend that everything is fine. All I know is that I can’t get him...
“*Nothin I ever did was good enough for you. Nothin I ever did could ever seem to...”
Today
Well, Today I joined this site thanks to Chelsea Rose. I shall continue to write on here to keep up with my jolly ol friends.