No matter how many times you break me down or tear me apart, no matter how much you've hurt me: I will always have hope. Hope for you. Hope for us. I will always hold onto this little shred of hope you've left me and I will hold onto it forever. No matter what.
I'll just have to live my life around it.
December 31, 2009
December 14, 2009
OhhHeyy;
I think I'm going to start a new blog.
This one has been great and all but all it has become to me is a place where I write about him.
This blog has every upsetting thought of mine, a journal of things I'd do anything to forget.
SOOOO, without further audieu may I introduce you to my new blog.
TA-DA!
weallhavesecrets.wordpress.com
This one has been great and all but all it has become to me is a place where I write about him.
This blog has every upsetting thought of mine, a journal of things I'd do anything to forget.
SOOOO, without further audieu may I introduce you to my new blog.
TA-DA!
weallhavesecrets.wordpress.com
Once Upon A Time...

There was this sweet, tender, naive girl who believed everything guys said to her. Not the best quality because she could never tell when boys were saying stuff to her because they meant it or because they wanted something from her. For example, when one said "You're perfect and an all around good person" she couldn't tell if they were lying. If one said "I love you", she believed them. She always doubted herself and her capabilities.
Now it all started about a year ago, she was just getting the hang of high school: her friends were settling in, and so was everything else. She had already thought she'd been in love. Stupid right? An eighth grader being in love...Yeah, right. Well, this is what she thought and no one could change that. That is until she met him. He was this new and interesting person that she had just discovered. They hit it off. Flirting, hanging out...but this was far from serious. Slowly things graduated, with a few rough patches here and there, a few mistakes, and some wrong-doings. But finally, they were together after everything. She thought it was so worth it. She felt this incredible love for him swell up inside her, consuming everything. This, she thought, changes everything I once thought love was...This redefines my definition of love. She was right. What she had with him was more real than any other feeling.
Let's look at him: he says the same things to all the girls, he was a drama queen, and he loves attention. He said things to her like: I love you, I've never been more happier, and I'm falling in love with you. She believed it, and who wouldn't? Who wouldn't want to believe all these great things the man of her dreams was telling her?! But what she didn't understand was that they were just words. They didn't mean anything unless proven. She was so blinded by love that she didn't see the fact that she was just another girl to him, that she could be tossed away and he could have a brand new one in the next week. That's exactly what happened. Over and over and over again. She couldn't help it, she loved him with all that she had and she believed that he could change, that he could be the ultimate boyfriend for her.
Her hopes of that coming true were smashed over and over. And who was there to pick up the pieces? His best friend. A while ago, she liked him but chose her dream man over him, he hated her but now was the one to make her feel better time and time again. He said things to her that she knew were genuine and their friendship grew. She constantly talked to him and they told each other things that they didn't want to tell anyone else. In her eyes, he had become one of her best friends. He knew her like no one else did and vice versa. This made her think, Did I make the wrong choice in the beginning? They always thought about how things would be if they were together.
That killed her, knowing that she could have wasted so much love on the wrong person. He told her, "I'm tired of him doing this to you over and over again. You don't deserve it." To make things right, she thought, I have to do what makes me happy.
Now fast forward maybe a year. The naive girl isn't so naive anymore, she's with a man who treats her with respect, loves her unconditionally, and they appreciate each other. They couldn't be happier. This man? The best friend that stood by her and was her shoulder to cry on for numerous times.
Insert ex- dream man. He has finally realized what he's done. He pushed away the one girl who had an undying love for him. He made her hate him, he broke her heart. He says to her, "I am so sorry for all the pain I have caused you. I was so stupid back then...I should have realized how much you cared about me and I should have admitted to how much you meant to me. I've never felt this way about anyone before. I love you and I meant it when I said I always will. Can you ever forgive me for all the damage I've done? Could we ever go back to the way we were? Because my life just isn't the same without you."
She's speechless. This is what she used to dream about, pray about each and every night, for him to realize this. She's confronted with this internal battle that's between going to the man who stole her heart and staying with the man who put it back together.
She's crying as she admits, "I thought you'd never say this. You really had no idea how much I loved you. You can't possibly understand the physical and mental pain you put me through. I can't forgive you for this. I'm sorry. I'm staying with the guy who knew from the get-go how much I mattered to him. Unlike you, he didn't think twice about it. And unlike you, he knows what he has when he has me."
Now he faces a lifetime of what she felt all those dreadful months ago. He has to live with himself knowing that he wasn't there to catch her, he was far, far too late. That some lucky guy came across her and picked her up and put her back together. He has to go on knowing that she's happy without him.
The End.
confession.
I wish I could erase every last remain of you, every last message and note, knowing that I would be erasing my memories of you and you along with it.
December 13, 2009
!@#$%^&*
so i think i'm finally accepting the fact that you are far from the person i thought you were. you have done every unforgivable thing to me and i don't understand why i still want you. i have given you everything, and it's not enough. i fell so in love with you but i'm starting to realize that you didn't care. you could have cared less if i did or didn't. you only wanted one thing from me. you did anything you could to keep me hanging around, even telling me you loved me. i don't even know if anything you said to me was true anymore. honestly, if you felt how you did, how could you stop? how could you just sit around and tell me things i wanted to hear, knowing i would believe you? what kind of person does that? you are the biggest asshole i've ever met, you have no heart, and you're such an ugly person. i don't know what i saw in you. i regret ever liking you. i regret ever going out with you. i regret ever loving you. i regret every part of my life that has you in it. i regret ever meeting you. i regret every word i said to make you feel special. you didn't deserve any of it. everything i worked so hard for between us was completely and utterly pointless. i fell in love with a terrible person and now i have to do everything in my power to stop loving you. i would've rather you never saying 'i love you' to me because that's better than being lied to. i almost feel bad for you. you're kinda pathetic and i pity you. it's not like i made you the person you are today. someone must have fucked you up pretty badly. that doesn't mean you had to fuck me up for other guys to come.
despite all of this, i still want you to be happy. without me. why? because i'm nice and i believe in karma.
despite all of this, i still want you to be happy. without me. why? because i'm nice and i believe in karma.
If it's a broken arm then brace it. If it's a broken part, replace it. If it's a broken heart then face it.
I'm facing it.
And let me tell you, what I'm looking at is messy and it's gonna take a long time to put back together.
And let me tell you, what I'm looking at is messy and it's gonna take a long time to put back together.
December 10, 2009
Hold your tongue.
You know nothing about this. Don't even get involved. I hope you watch as I'm falling down because you are the reason I'm hitting the ground. You can be the one that breaks me, you will be the one that breaks me now. I hope you know that every tear you cry is a memory left from when you watched me die. You know I'll haunt your dreams with all these pieces that you stole from me.
Lately, I've been feeling very lost and confused, like nothing made sense, like I couldn't grasp anything whether it be a simple sentence or a complex problem. I feel like I'm losing my mind. But then I wondered, What if this is a coping method? What if this is my body's way of coping with this pain that I feel 24/7. It makes sense because I always used to think about you, so now it's routine and now that I'm trying to get over you (TRYING), my brain is making me immune to all things that remind me of you. Which, by the way, is practically everything. Therefore, I'm completely numb and I can't think. Wow. Thank you for making me retarded.
This is my only explanation to why I'm feeling the way I do. It's an educated guess.
OH! Question: Who tells someone they love them and always will, then four days later have a girlfriend?
A) An asshole B) The most hurtful boy on planet Earth C) The most hurtful boy on planet Earth that I'm still in love with or D) All of the above.
ANSWER is D.
Lately, I've been feeling very lost and confused, like nothing made sense, like I couldn't grasp anything whether it be a simple sentence or a complex problem. I feel like I'm losing my mind. But then I wondered, What if this is a coping method? What if this is my body's way of coping with this pain that I feel 24/7. It makes sense because I always used to think about you, so now it's routine and now that I'm trying to get over you (TRYING), my brain is making me immune to all things that remind me of you. Which, by the way, is practically everything. Therefore, I'm completely numb and I can't think. Wow. Thank you for making me retarded.
This is my only explanation to why I'm feeling the way I do. It's an educated guess.
OH! Question: Who tells someone they love them and always will, then four days later have a girlfriend?
A) An asshole B) The most hurtful boy on planet Earth C) The most hurtful boy on planet Earth that I'm still in love with or D) All of the above.
ANSWER is D.
December 8, 2009
V.
Why is it that after I've sworn you off for good, I see you and it almost falters the wall I've built to protect myself from you? There I was, contemplating a current situation that had ABSOLUTELY nothing to do with you, I look up, BAM!, there you are. My heart literally thudded. Twice. Maybe three times. Then it sped up and I was filled with dread. WHY DO YOU HATE ME!? Get outta here. Seriously.
December 7, 2009
IV.
I'm strangely so happy and content without you. To be honest with you, I didn't know this was possible. I think I'm starting this new process that's beyond all of the others. Do not try to ruin this for me. Don't try to bring yourself back into this life of mine. I promise you, I won't let you in so easily like I've done so many times before. I'll shut you out. And let me tell you, you'll miss me when I'm gone.
(:
(:
This time
I need a soldier, a really badass soldier.
A boy who knows how to take care of me, I'm so damn glad that's over.
This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers.
Oh yes. Bring on the men. Fuck you little boys.
>:D
A boy who knows how to take care of me, I'm so damn glad that's over.
This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers.
Oh yes. Bring on the men. Fuck you little boys.
>:D
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