

Thank YouI lay in the grass, I stare up at the dark night-time sky. Questions run through my mind, questions that have no answers. As I stare up at the star-filled field, I begin to cry. I think of so many people who call themselves my friends. Are they really? I try to talk to them, they ignore me. I try to make plans to hang out with them, they always cancel at the last second, making me feel like they never really wanted to go with me. It's all the same routine. I cry more. So much that I can't see beyond me tears that are streaming down my face. So muchThank You


Can I?What is this feeling? Is it love? Is it hate? Everyday I can't wait to see you, but when I do, I can't stand being around you. What is it about you? Why do I hang around you? Even now, I want to see you, talk with you, laugh with you, joke with you, why? You've hurt me so much! You insult me, you disgust me, but when I hear that cheery, playful voice, when I see your captivating smile when I look into your beautiful, bright green eyes, I'm happy. Everything you do, everything you say, it effects me. It makes me hCan I?


Why did it change?Now that he knows... it's all different, it all will change. He will no doubt treat me differently. He already has, and it hurts. It hurts as if someone has ripped out my heart from my chest. The funny, scary thing is, is that I was already wearing my heart on my sleeve for him. Now my sleeve is bloody and dry because I have put my heart in its place and now I have learned to put my guard up, and keep my sleeve clean. I feel like an idiot as if I should've kept my feelings for him to myself. But if I kept it inside, I would've regretted it later. IWhy did it change?
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im a number 1 hyperactive knuckle headed ninja
if you dwell on the bad memories then what good are the good ones when they turn bad!!
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im a number 1 hyperactive knuckle headed ninja
if you dwell on the bad memories then what good are the good ones when they turn bad!!
i like
"silence is golden but ducttape is silver!"
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im a number 1 hyperactive knuckle headed ninja
if you dwell on the bad memories then what good are the good ones when they turn bad!!
i like
"silence is golden but ducttape is silver!"
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