
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
You don’t know what its like being the “friend”, the one that never gets the boyfriend. I’m the girl who is best friends with the pretty girl who gets all the attention and the hot guys who talk to me about how cool my hot best friend is and how much they like her. It fucks with your self-esteem so bad and you start to think to yourself maybe I’m just suppose to be the “friend” and not the pretty girl who gets all the attention, maybe thats the who I am. You never tell anyone how you really feel because you don’t want to come off as “jealous” or “desperate” to your friends so you just keep it inside and let it just eat at you and eat at you. All you want is for someone to see you may not be as skinny and pretty as your friend but you’re just as amazing as her.
Story of my life
Story of my life
People move on and people replace you; they come and no matter how long they stay, they can walk out in an instant if they choose to. To the ones who have walked out of my life recently, I expected nothing less really. I choose to let it go. Why? Because never in my whole life have I ever felt so happy. And I won't sacrifice that happiness to try and keep someone around when they don't want to. I've never been so in control.
It's strange that something that took up so much of my life no longer feels real. I feel like it never even happened. I start to wonder if maybe it was all in my head. It's an odd feeling when you have to second guess your own memories. Is that real? Or is that something I just imagined? Seems all too good to be true now, looking back. It's easier to forget though, when you doubt it's existence.
I have nothing in common with any of my friends... and I proved that today.
In my last class at school, I take with all of my friends and bestfriends, I asked every one of them what did we both have in common.
The answers were as followed: I don''t know, That's something I really have to think about, Nothing, Nothing, I don't know. And *one* of them refused to answer my question and take my seriously when I asked them and tried to change the subject.
Fuck them all.
nah, jk. kinda.
In my last class at school, I take with all of my friends and bestfriends, I asked every one of them what did we both have in common.
The answers were as followed: I don''t know, That's something I really have to think about, Nothing, Nothing, I don't know. And *one* of them refused to answer my question and take my seriously when I asked them and tried to change the subject.
Fuck them all.
nah, jk. kinda.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Pray for Japan
If you are aware of what's happening in this earthly realm, then you would know about the tsunami in Japan. And if you know about that, you'd know that people are spreading "Pray for Japan" text and graphics everywhere throughout the social web (I refer to Tumblr). Well today at church, my pastor made a good point about the Pray for Japan stuff. He said why would you pray for Japan now? That prayer isn't going to do any good for them at this moment. They've lost so much in the tsunami already. So what people should have been doing is praying for Japan before the tsunami even came. Those prayers would have helped them out so much and possibly prevented it from happening.
I just wanted to share that with whoever cares to read.
I just wanted to share that with whoever cares to read.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
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