June 2009
1 post
that word finding thing.
happinessisinevitable:
ericaeatssocks:
Crush. Malice. Kick.
That word finding thing that everyone did, kind of worries me. Because I got to thinking. Maybe the three words that stood out to you most show your personality. And if that is the case, I think I may be kind of violent.
Crush. Malice. Kick.
Those three words keep running over and over in my head, becoming one big, evil word like...
May 2009
7 posts
Fuck fuck fuck shit
What the hell is my problem?
I ruined everything I had going for myself with- guess what- a lie. Shocker, right? I doubt it surprises most anyone, really.
It hurts. I want him back. Well, hell, I want to know if I lost him first. He isn’t speaking to me. It’s been an hour, and I already feel so empty inside.
Here’s a reason: I lost him, all because I wanted him to think I was...
I’m gonna make this work, I swear. I’m not gonna mess this up, if it’s the only thing I ever do.
You’re making me change my ways. It’s been so long since I’ve lied. You make me want to tell the truth. You make the truth good enough, I think. This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I couldn’t even lie up such a great feeling. The way your...
I really hate it,
when people pretend to be stupid. It drives me off the wall. It’s like, come on, we KNOW you aren’t that dumb. We’re not that dumb ourselves. We know that you have the common sense to do the most simplest of tasks.
Here’s another reason to not want to be me: In spite of hating it when other’s pretend to be stupid, I do it myself around him. It’s just him, that...
Another day, another reason:
I feel like my whole life has been a lie. It seems like everything I ever knew about myself, about my life, my family, who I was is wrong. Like I’d judged everything wrong. I don’t feel like the girl I think I truly am; that I’m supposed to be. The problem is I don’t know who I feel like now. I don’t know anything about myself anymore.
Today's reason is
I always swear I’ll change my ways, but I never do.
I promised myself yesterday I wouldn’t tell any lies. For just one whole day. It didn’t work. I went for about two hours before I just had to. It wasn’t even a needed lie. I just lied for the hell of it. It didn’t make me sound cooler, it didn’t achieve anything at all. Really. It was pointless.
I think I...
Today you wish you weren't me because
I’m full of bull shit. I’m a liar. My head is just full of lies that just roll off my tongue at random moments, most of the time I don’t even need to lie. I just do. I don’t want to say for fun, but that’s the direction it’s headed in. I just want people to think I’m cooler than I am, I guess. And it works. Even my best friends believe me. All four of them...
I'm entertaining the idea
of throwing something at the wall really, really, really hard. And the worse part is, I know this isn’t her fault. I did this to myself.
Your first reason.
I mess everything up.