I just don't want them to end up like me...
No...
Friday, 14 December 2012
Monday, 10 December 2012
I hate crybabies..
I hate spoiled brats..
They whine when they step out of their comfort zone..
They cry and cry everyday wanting attention..
Well, face it!
This is the real world!
Your mother is not here to hug you and say "it's alright"
Here you stand alone!
Stop crying and STAND UP!
Never show your weakness!
GROW UP!
Trust no one..
You are alone and will forever be alone..
Because this is reality..
And you have to fight to get what you want..
If I ever hear you whine again..
I am going to fucking kill you...
Spoiled child...
Never know what pain is..
You shouldn't be alive...
I hate spoiled brats..
They whine when they step out of their comfort zone..
They cry and cry everyday wanting attention..
Well, face it!
This is the real world!
Your mother is not here to hug you and say "it's alright"
Here you stand alone!
Stop crying and STAND UP!
Never show your weakness!
GROW UP!
Trust no one..
You are alone and will forever be alone..
Because this is reality..
And you have to fight to get what you want..
If I ever hear you whine again..
I am going to fucking kill you...
Spoiled child...
Never know what pain is..
You shouldn't be alive...
Monday, 5 November 2012
I envy them...
They always have someone, somewhere to go home to...
Their smile, their happiness...
I wish I could feel that, but I couldn't...
I wonder...
How it feels to know that there is someone waiting for you to get home...
Someone to go home to...
Someone... to love...
Sometimes I wonder...
What it feels to love..
What it feels to be loved...
I wonder...
Because I am cursed to never know what love is...
They always have someone, somewhere to go home to...
Their smile, their happiness...
I wish I could feel that, but I couldn't...
I wonder...
How it feels to know that there is someone waiting for you to get home...
Someone to go home to...
Someone... to love...
Sometimes I wonder...
What it feels to love..
What it feels to be loved...
I wonder...
Because I am cursed to never know what love is...
Saturday, 3 November 2012
That demon is still inside me...
She will forever be inside me...
It's just a matter of time before she wakes up...
And I don't know what kind of monster I'm going to be when she's awake...
I don't know if I can still control this body anymore...
will she take over...??
I wish I still have more time...
She will forever be inside me...
It's just a matter of time before she wakes up...
And I don't know what kind of monster I'm going to be when she's awake...
I don't know if I can still control this body anymore...
will she take over...??
I wish I still have more time...
Monday, 29 October 2012
Sunday, 15 July 2012
I'm in love with the picture I took with Path.
It's a symbol.
A few will understand, but most won't.
This is who I am.
It's a symbol.
A few will understand, but most won't.
This is who I am.
Friday, 6 July 2012
I want a girlfriend. I don't know why, I just want one so bad.
I've never felt this lonely before. I've been just fine being single. But now, I really need someone to love.
I'm tired of being so alone. All my life I've been caged. I want to be free, I want to find someone I could love. And it would be nice if they could return my love.
It never was easy for me to fall in love, that's why I am always alone. All the people I like, all the guys I like are either too old, taken, or gay.
Yes, now I want a girlfriend. Maybe I'm just tired of being not allowed to love the guys i like. I could make them love me, but isn't that... wrong?
I want a girl I could give all my love and my soul to. I need her to give meaning to my life. I've been living like a zombie for the past months. It feels empty, like my life has no purpose at all.
I'm going more and more to my lesbian side, I guess. I have less and less interest in guys. I don't know why.
I just need somebody to love.
I've never felt this lonely before. I've been just fine being single. But now, I really need someone to love.
I'm tired of being so alone. All my life I've been caged. I want to be free, I want to find someone I could love. And it would be nice if they could return my love.
It never was easy for me to fall in love, that's why I am always alone. All the people I like, all the guys I like are either too old, taken, or gay.
Yes, now I want a girlfriend. Maybe I'm just tired of being not allowed to love the guys i like. I could make them love me, but isn't that... wrong?
I want a girl I could give all my love and my soul to. I need her to give meaning to my life. I've been living like a zombie for the past months. It feels empty, like my life has no purpose at all.
I'm going more and more to my lesbian side, I guess. I have less and less interest in guys. I don't know why.
I just need somebody to love.
Wednesday, 4 July 2012
Tuesday, 26 June 2012
Monday, 25 June 2012
Thursday, 21 June 2012
This morning was my last visit there. I thought i could meet him again for the very last time, but he wasn't there anymore.
Our last meeting wasn't really a meeting. I stood there and he stood on the other side of the room. We did not dare to approach each other. At least not while "that person" is around.
But when i went to look for him, i couldn't find him. He was gone. He went home.
I just want to say goodbye to him, for the very last time, face to face. I wanted him to know that he was a special person to me once, even though our relationship did not go so well.
I wanted to say goodbye and wish him happiness. I wish for him to find love.
Our last meeting wasn't really a meeting. I stood there and he stood on the other side of the room. We did not dare to approach each other. At least not while "that person" is around.
But when i went to look for him, i couldn't find him. He was gone. He went home.
I just want to say goodbye to him, for the very last time, face to face. I wanted him to know that he was a special person to me once, even though our relationship did not go so well.
I wanted to say goodbye and wish him happiness. I wish for him to find love.
Wednesday, 20 June 2012
Tuesday, 19 June 2012
My sister told me to be a good girl for once, at least before I go. But then, I realized I can't.
I can't be good to that person. And I will never be nice to them ever.
I lived all my life in the cage that person made. It's time for me to fly far far away and never return.
I am a wild animal wanting to go back to its true home.
They will hate me. The world will hate me for who I am.
I can't be good to that person. And I will never be nice to them ever.
I lived all my life in the cage that person made. It's time for me to fly far far away and never return.
I am a wild animal wanting to go back to its true home.
They will hate me. The world will hate me for who I am.
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