My feet rest on the edge of a cliff. My toes curl around the lip of the rock, but my eyes can't look down at the impossible height. My eyes are on a star in the ink black night. The star becomes larger as I watch it with wonder and adoration. As it comes closer, I take a step backwards, and I am standing flat on my feet once more. The star comes closer and closer, forcing me away from the scary edge. Tears stream down my cheeks at the brilliance of the star. I would do anything to keep that bright light glow forever.
I love you Chris. You are the reason I don't fall down into my personal hell
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Tornado!
I have a very great fear of tornadoes. It's not something I think about daily, but when tornado watches start to come up, my whole body shakes and quakes.
I've been sitting outside, watching the skies. And the trees. They are swaying so much I'm afraid they will snap and fall on the house!
I hate tornadoes, but I have been lucky enough to have never experienced one. Let's hope it stays that way! I live in a trailer! Where would I hide if one hit? I guess the best place is under the table.
I'm scared! I want my boyfriend to come home very very soon!
I've been sitting outside, watching the skies. And the trees. They are swaying so much I'm afraid they will snap and fall on the house!
I hate tornadoes, but I have been lucky enough to have never experienced one. Let's hope it stays that way! I live in a trailer! Where would I hide if one hit? I guess the best place is under the table.
I'm scared! I want my boyfriend to come home very very soon!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Friends with knives in their hands always end up stabbing you
In high school, there is always that one friend you adore more than life itself. Where they are, you are. If they accomplish something, you are proud for them. Their family is your family, and your family is their family. You have tons of inside jokes, and everyone knows about how close you two are. You have sleepovers almost every weekend, and their number is so engraved in your head, you could never forget it. Well, I had a friend like that.
I had a close knit group of friends, but I only had one very very close friend. I loved her so much that I didn't have room to be close to anyone else, and I hate her for that.
As high school progressed, that friend slowly starts to pry your grip off of them. At least, that's what my best friend did. She started to meet cool, new people, and I was an old, worn out toy she was sick of. these cool, older people, were more talented than me, they were funnier, and they were hip and fresh. And she slowly stopped coming over for sleepovers. She stopped calling me, and she stopped hanging out with the same group of friends we've always hung out with before the school bell rang, choosing to hang out with her new friends instead.
There came a day in my senior year where I invited her to go out and go shopping. We had stopped hanging out because she always made excuses, but I was too stupid to see it, so I continued to ask her to do things together and then get my heart broken all over again when she declined. This time, however, she said yes, she would go with me. And she did sound excited to go.
A day before our shopping/sleepover excursion, she called me and told me she couldn't make it, because one of her new friends was having a party, and she got invited that day. We had made plans together, and she had chosen to go to a party she had found out about that day.
After that, I stopped calling her. It broke me apart. Without her, I didn't have that special person you could tell all your secrets to. I had my other friends, but I had never hung out with them outside of school or birthday parties. I was empty, but heart attached forever to the girl that stabbed me.
It's two years after my senior year, and I still hate her. And i know now that I'm worth ten of her, and she lost something great when she chose new friends.
And before, I was so upset what she did to me, but I realize that she abandoned alot of people. She used to be close to all of the girls in out little group. And now, with relish, I can hate her for doing that to them as well. I truly hate her.
And I hate it. I don't like holding grudges. But I can't stop. She was my whole world. And she destroyed my self esteem when she left me.
I had a close knit group of friends, but I only had one very very close friend. I loved her so much that I didn't have room to be close to anyone else, and I hate her for that.
As high school progressed, that friend slowly starts to pry your grip off of them. At least, that's what my best friend did. She started to meet cool, new people, and I was an old, worn out toy she was sick of. these cool, older people, were more talented than me, they were funnier, and they were hip and fresh. And she slowly stopped coming over for sleepovers. She stopped calling me, and she stopped hanging out with the same group of friends we've always hung out with before the school bell rang, choosing to hang out with her new friends instead.
There came a day in my senior year where I invited her to go out and go shopping. We had stopped hanging out because she always made excuses, but I was too stupid to see it, so I continued to ask her to do things together and then get my heart broken all over again when she declined. This time, however, she said yes, she would go with me. And she did sound excited to go.
A day before our shopping/sleepover excursion, she called me and told me she couldn't make it, because one of her new friends was having a party, and she got invited that day. We had made plans together, and she had chosen to go to a party she had found out about that day.
After that, I stopped calling her. It broke me apart. Without her, I didn't have that special person you could tell all your secrets to. I had my other friends, but I had never hung out with them outside of school or birthday parties. I was empty, but heart attached forever to the girl that stabbed me.
It's two years after my senior year, and I still hate her. And i know now that I'm worth ten of her, and she lost something great when she chose new friends.
And before, I was so upset what she did to me, but I realize that she abandoned alot of people. She used to be close to all of the girls in out little group. And now, with relish, I can hate her for doing that to them as well. I truly hate her.
And I hate it. I don't like holding grudges. But I can't stop. She was my whole world. And she destroyed my self esteem when she left me.
Would you rather be rich or famous?
Rich. Why bring in all the stress of being famous. And if I were famous, I would be rich, and vice versa, right?
What's the longest you've ever gone without a bath or shower?
A whole week. The hot water broke, so I washed my hair in freezing cold water in the sink, and that was it. Worst week of my life
Who was your first crush?
I was five, and it was on my cousin. That was the only boy I ever saw on a regular basis! don't judge me... :)
Would you rather be a vampire or a werewolf?
A vampire, and not because of the stupid Twilight craze. Werewolves don't even remember being a werewolf in traditional legends. Where's the fun in that?
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