I hope one day to inspire someone with the words I write on this page...
To help them through the difficult times in their life...
To make someone feel they aren't alone...
To maybe change someones life for the better...

But I hope for his sake he never reads this...

Thursday, June 30, 2011

fourhundred'fourtytwo



Just because I didn't fight back doesn't mean I'm weak.
I'm just mature enough to know that anger won't solve anything.

fourhundred'fourtyone



Most girls like bad boys because they think they can "fix them". But they're no broken car and you're no mechanic.

fourhundred'fourty



Someday, someone is going to thank you for letting me go.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

fourhundred'thirtynine



I could write novels about pain. Not the kind of pain you get when you break your arm, but the kind that makes your broken heart go into your throat, so that it takes all of your energy and concentration to breathe. The kind of pain that makes you want to scream and sob at the same time. The kind of pain that makes you want to hurt everyone around you because you're suffering and they're not, because they can breathe without feeling guilty and hold a normal conversation without breaking down into fits of tears or rage.

fourhundred'thirtyeight



People's brains seem to stop working when they think they're gonna lose someone they love.

fourhundred'thirtyseven



I often find myself wondering if people can see me suffering. If I never explain myself to them, can they see it in my eyes? Or am I just another person passing by? Just an acquaintance who looked just a bit blue.

fourhundred'thirtysix



I don't want to see you go. I never meant to make you want to leave. But go if you want, make your way straight out the door. I hope that you look back before you go. It's a fight between my heart and mind, no one really wins this time.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

fourhundred'thirtyfive



Letting go is much easier said than done. You grow to love someone and letting them go is like losing a part of you. Whenever you know you must let go because it's what is best for you, you keep thinking of reasons to stick around. I know what I must do. It's not going to be easy and it will take time for me to completely let go, but it's what I need to do.

fourhundred'thirtyfour



Sometimes the only thing that people see is what you did.
When in fact, they should be looking at why you did it.

fourhundred'thirtythree



Sometimes, no matter how much you do, or how much you try, someone will not understand how much you've done until you're gone and they have no one left who actually cares about them, who can look out for them, and who will understand.

Monday, June 27, 2011

fourhundred'thirtytwo



This is for all the times you built me up just to make me cry. This is for all those times you said things that turned out to be a lie. This is for everyday I spent alone and I couldn't get out of bed. This is for every night I couldn't sleep because you were in my head. This is for every promise you made then later on broke. This is for all the lies behind every word you spoke. This is for every time you brought me down and made me feel like dirt. This is for the way I feel every time I think of you and her. This is for every time I kept my stupid dream. This is for all the signs I knew I should have seen you. This is for missing you every time I'm having fun. This is for loving you, despite everything you've done.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

fourhundred'thirtyone



I've learned that when it hurts too much inside your heart, it always has a way of showing, no matter how many masks you wear.

fourhundred'thirty



People don't stay in your life forever. Maybe he came in, you loved him, you learned from him, and now there's nothing more for him to teach you. Maybe your time with him is done. Maybe it's really time to just let him go. If he has more to teach you, he'll end up coming back. When you feel like talking to him, look up a new word that describes him in an asshole-ish manner. Keep a list.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

fourhundred'twentynine



We can't waste too much time missing something or someone from the past. We accept that life's never constant; things change and people grow apart. Yet we can't stop thinking about how good it used to be; afraid that we'd never experience it again, afraid that we've already lived it and lost it.

fourhundred'twentyeight



To get up in the morning and know you have to face another obstacle, takes determination. To smile when the only thing you want to do is cry, takes strength. To act happy when it's the worst, takes courage. To be joyful when the only good news is the best of the worst, takes support. To be there and help people through the toughest times, takes love.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

fourhundred'twentyseven



Look at you, you're so young and you're so scared. Why are you so scared? Stop being paralysed. Stop swallowing your words. Stop caring what other people think. Wear what you want. Say what you want. Listen to the music you want to listen you. Play it as loud as you can and dance to it. Go out for a drive at midnight and forget you have school the next day. When you are you going realise you can do whatever you want?

fourhundred'twentysix


Loneliness is always looking for a friend. It found me once and it has been around since then. Loneliness is never waiting by the door it sweeps right through and it will never be ignored. Why, why was I chosen? Why am I left without?

fourhundred'twentyfive



When you truly care for someone, you don't look for fault. You don't look for answers. You don't look for mistakes. Instead, you fight the mistakes. You accept the faults and you overlook the excuses. The measure of love is when you love without measure. There are rare chances that you'll meet the person you love and who loves you in return. So once you have it, don't ever let go. The chance might never come your way again.

fourhundred'twentyfour


I love being all cosy in bed, and that overall feeling of comfort and security and momentary happiness when you are just laying there, the warmth surrounding you, almost enough to feel like this, this is all you really need in life. I love sleep, I love dreaming. I like feeling disconnected from reality, as sad as that may sound. Can I just lay here forever? Forget all my problems, live in my dreams, never have to wake up to this lonely and broken life again...

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

fourhundred'twentythree



I know what it's like to be so mad, you go into this blind rage and don't even remember what you said or did. I know what it's like to be so heartbroken, you can't even look at yourself in the mirror without bursting into tears. I know what it's like to have so many bad things happen to you, you start to lose faith in everything. However, I also know times of pure joy and happiness. And if I can just keep my mind set on those, I know I'll make it through all those hard times. And maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to find the faith I thought I had lost forever.

fourhundred'twentytwo



I want to create beautiful things. I want to change someone's life. No, I want to change many lives. I want to know that because of something I did, someone was deeply affected, in a good way. I want to know what I am capable of.

fourhundred'twentyone





I say I'm not pretty. Not because I'm looking for
attention or compliments, but because that's truly
how I feel. I don't believe that I am pretty because
I can see everything you don't. I see how my stomach
looks when I'm standing in a bra. I see the face
under the make up. I see every little flaw about myself,
even if you can't. I say I'm not pretty because I'd be
lying if I said I was.

fourhundred'twenty



Do you ever feel that if you were prettier, life would be so much easier?

Monday, June 20, 2011

fourhundred'nineteen


Sometimes you gotta just take things for what they are and appreciate them, not try to label it or explain it. Explanations take the mystery out of it, you know?

fourhundred'eighteen



Please don't judge a book by its cover. I mean, look at Twilight. There's an apple on the front of the book and millions of people love it. I mean, what does an apple even have to do with the story? Nothing. So, as I was saying, don't judge a book by it's cover. You might just miss out on a great story.

fourhundred'seventeen



I am a selfish bitch, I'm going to be honest. I don't like sharing my food, or talking about myself or my own problems. I'm self-conscious and awkward in public situations and I hate myself on a daily basis. Boys don't like to tackle this, I tend to avoid them with the fear they all secretly hate me, and the simple feeling of just not being good enough. But I could use a push, someone to say in a subtle way that I am fine the way I am.

fourhundred'sixteen



I can't really picture someone having a crush on me. I can't picture someone thinking about me before they fall asleep, or telling their friends about me. I can't picture anyone getting butterflies because I say hi to them, or even just smiling at them. I can't picture someone smiling at the computer screen when we're talking. I mean like, why would they even do that? I'm just me. Nothing extraordinary or special.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

fourhundred'fifteen



The couple that fights the most is the ones who are in love the most. It shows they care enough to notice the other one screwed up and care enough to mention is to the person so they can fix it.
When you stop fighting, it means you stopped caring...

fourhundred'fourteen



I think the words you stop yourself from saying are the ones that haunt you the longest. So say it to them. Or say it to yourself in the mirror, say it in a letter that you will never send, or a blog that might be seen by millions some day. I think you deserve to look back on your life without a chorus of voices saying "I could've, but it's too late now." There is a time for silence, there is a time for waiting your turn. But if you know how you feel, and you so clearly know what you need to say, you'll know it. I don't think you should wait. I think you should speak now.

fourhundred'thirteen



I love those kind of nights that turn out unexpectedly good, and sometimes just all out amazing just because you didn't really expect anything to happen at all. If only we could live like that - with no expectations in mind. It's possible we'd be much happier, with more memorable moments that would last us a life time.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

fourhundred'twelve



If you are going to fall in love with me, it's only fair that you know what you are falling in love with. You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession, my tendency to be too clingy. You fall in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams, and how I'm a hopeless romantic at heart. If you fall in love with me, you fall in love with my self-hate and all my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me. But, you are also falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when I'm with you, the way I'll text you in the mornings just telling you I hope you have a great day. You're falling in love with the occasionally humorous and/or thought-provoking things I say, and the way I blush when people ask me about you. But to me, the most important thing will be that you are falling in love with me, despite my thinking that it is impossible.

Friday, June 17, 2011

fourhundred'eleven



You know, there are some guys who will take a mile when you only give them an inch.
Yet there are the guys who you give 10 billion acres to, and they don't move a muscle.

fourhundred'ten



Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds. It dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

fourhundred'nine



There will come a time in your life when you become infatuated with a single soul. For this person, you'd do almost anything without even thinking about it. When asked why, you have no answer. You'll try your whole life to understand how a single person can affect you as much as they do. You'll try to make excuses to avoid facts. As much as you try, you'll never truly avoid your feelings. No matter how badly it hurts, or how badly you hate it, you'll love this person for the rest of your life, without regret.
I love you.

fourhundred'eight



I had a really fun time today with my friends. I was out having fun, laughing the day away, not thinking about the hurt I was feeling. I actually believed in that moment that I was going to be fine without you. That I didn't need you. I was happy, and you were just an asshole who didn't matter anymore. Then I came home, sat down, and remembered. I guess that happiness was only temporary, because in that moment, I couldn't even get up from my seat. I just sat there, staring at the floor. Trying to figure out whatever there was to figure out, although it was plain and simple.. I meant nothing to you. I was that easy to let go of. I was your interest for a while, and in a couple of days you moved right along to someone else. No closure, no nothing. I don't know what the hell is going on. I didn't think I cared anymore. But I know I do. I know I just hide the pain. I know I do because I won't sleep tonight knowing you're saying all those same things you said to me, to her. And you're out, laughing and having fun with her like the rest of the world doesn't matter; like what we should be doing. And she has taken my place. I'm nothing to you now. You don't even feel anything. Well, I get sick, weak in the knees, and almost drop everything I am holding because I can't stand to think about you with her, with anyone. I thought I was over you, but I guess I'm not.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

fourhundred'seven



Letting go isn't about winning or losing. It's not about pride, it's not about dwelling on the past. It's not about loss or defeat. It's learning, experiencing, and growing. Letting go is to be thankful of the moments that made you laugh, made you cry, made you grow. It's about all that you have and all that you had. It's the courage to accept change and the strength to keep moving. It's about growing up.

fourhundred'six





You say you're looking for happiness but when it comes, you run away from it. You tell yourself you don't deserve it. There's not much more that I can do, now the rest is up to you. Until you love yourself, you'll never change. You'll keep running until you deal with today...

fourhundred'five



Everything I think of you changes constantly. I love you, I hate you, I need you, I want you, I am so much better off without you, you don't deserve me, you're everything to me. There are times I think I can get over you and times when I know I can't. There are times I flirt with other guys, and think maybe something could even blossom there because that guy could love me back. But all my fantasies involving that guy just entail you watching us together; you realising that I am everything you ever dreamed of and then my imagination breaks away from all my self control and I imagine you and I together, just like always.

fourhundred'four



I'm sorry things went so downhill. We were so sure things were going to be amazing and spectacular, but now I'm starting to see everything I didn't want to believe. I'm so sorry I made you stop loving me. I'm sorry I haven't stopped. Maybe things aren't meant to be. I'm going to miss you but it's time to hold out heads high, bite our lips and finally get over each other. I think it's the best way. Maybe we'll find someone better. Then again, maybe we won't.

Monday, June 13, 2011

fourhundred'three



Everything you have ever been told is a lie. Things don't happen for a reason. They just occur and you have to deal with it. People will always leave you. Everybody has somebody they use. And everybody lies. They get mad and say things they don't mean. But once they are said, they are out there, unable to take back. Watch your mouth but most importantly, watch your back. There is always someone standing there ready to stab you.

fourhundred'two



There have been lots of ups and downs, but ultimately, that's what makes you who you are. At the end of the day, we all know how to laugh, we all know how to cry, and we all know how to love. We all know heartbreak but the world keeps moving and we keep on moving along with it and everything we experience helps us realise how beautiful life is.

fourhundred'one



As much as I want you back into my life. I can't do it. I don't want to be the first one to reach out. I don't want to appear weak. I don't want to seem dependent. Because at one point in my life, I was strong, and loved so much. Too much. And look where that got me: pretending to stand strong.

fourhundred



I have such high hopes, and I guess that's why I'm always disappointed. By now, I should be familier with how it will start and how it will end. The smiles will turn to tears as love turns to contempt. Someone I was once captivated by will become someone I just want to forget. Promises of forever will be broken. I'll let go of something I once believed I couldn't live without. The days spent together will turn to hours, then minutes, then seconds, then eventually... Nothing.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

threehundred'ninetynine



All your life you are told the things you cannot do. All your life they will say you're not good enough or strong enough or talented enough; they will say you're the wrong height or the wrong weight or the wrong type to play this or be this or achieve this. They will tell you no, a thousand times no, until all the no's become meaningless. All your life they will tell you no, quite firmly and very quickly. And you will tell them yes.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

threehundred'ninetyeight





If you've ever tried to fight the tears on the bus ride home, and failed.
If you've ever lied about why your eyes were glazed over, and you were believed.
This one's for you.
If you've ever stopped listening to your favourite band, because he liked them too.
If you've ever hated a girl you didn't know, because he picked her instead of you.
This one's for you.
If you've ever wished you were weak enough to cry in public.
If you've constantly hid behind laughter and smiles.
This one's for you.
If you've ever bit your lip to stop it from quivering.
If you've ever walked with your eyes planted on the ground.
This one's for you.
If you've stared into the darkness before sleep, trying to avoid the "what if's'" and "if only's".
If you've ever started listening to totally different music, but thought about him anyway.
This one's for you.
The girl who doesn't get the guy.
The girl who still lives her life to the fullest.
The girl who gets up everyday and doesn't give up.
This one's for you.
Because it takes so much to be that strong.

threehundred'ninetyseven



When it comes down to it, I've spoilt myself. I've watched too many chick flicks, and read too many fairy tales. I've come up with this vision of love that isn't true. Well, not true for me. The boy doesn't stop traffic to race after the girl, open up her car door, make some corny but heart-warming remark and passionately kiss her. In my life, the boy keeps driving past.

threehundred'ninetysix



There are so many of us who would have to live with things done and things left undone that day. Things that did not go right, things that seemed okay at the time because we could not see the future. If only we could see the endless string of consequences that result from our smallest of actions. But we can't know better until knowing better is useless...

Friday, June 10, 2011

threehundred'ninetyfive



The best feeling in the world is finally knowing you took a step in the right direction, a step towards the future where everything you thought was never possible, is.

threehundred'ninetyfour



The sooner you know who you are and what you want, 
the less you'll let things upset you.

Thursday, June 09, 2011

threehundred'ninetythree



I'm not sure if I'm happy or completely lost right now. Definitely a little lost, but aren't we all? I have no idea what I'm doing in my life, or where I am going. But I think I am okay with that right now. For the first time in a while, I noticed that I have changed. Maybe for the best, maybe not. But does it really matter? When we change, we can never go back...