November 2009
2 posts
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October 2009
2 posts
It's funny how...
One moment you completely act like you’re inlove with me and then the next thing you do? You don’t even want to talk to me.
What the fuck is up with you?
September 2009
7 posts
You told me you liked my best friend today.
Do I even mean anything to you?
Why am I like this?
Why do I tell myself that everything is going to be fine, to be okay? …. When I know it’s not? I question every move I make, and they make me end up regretting them. I told myself, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t let my heart fall down into your hands, and then see you crush it right in front of my eyes. I’m struggling to find someone way better then you, but it’s...
I can't find myself anymore. I'm lost in a world...
When you talked to me you stuttered alot, and I...
I hate the fact that you think I'm okay.
When I’m really not, and I think I never will be without you.
September, 2008 - so long ago...
I don’t know why I feel this way. I feel as if though the reasons are seeping in my body are because the weird conscious feelings I have for him are because I don’t know him. I don’t know what he’s like, I don’t know how he feels, I don’t know why he’s never talked to me, nor why I haven’t talked to him. I try to blink two times and say that the...
August 2009
19 posts
It's all me. →
Tom: “We don’t have to label what we’re doing. I just… I need some consistency. I need to know you won’t wake up tomorrow and feel a different way.”
Summer: “I can’t promise you that. Nobody can. Anyone who does is a liar.”
Wow,
I haven’t been writing, posting, or doing anything from me on tumblr lately, have I? Well, I guess I should start off by saying I have been going on tumblr everyday to read my followers posts, I just never do any for mine. Well, hi again. If you’re reading, you probably are really fantastic to give up a few minutes in your day to read this.
I feel…. like I’m trapped. I...
“Can’t we just pretend?”
“Pretend what?
“Pretend that you love me more than her.”
The Perfect Moment.
I smile as the wind blows my hair from behind, landing a single strand of hair on my cheek. You take it into your fingers and push it behind my ear, making me feel like I’m in Heaven. I bite my lip gently, looking down at the gray cement. I can’t imagine anything more perfect in my head. I look back into your crystal clear blue eyes, and I whisper, “I love you, Collin.” I...
Topanga sat at her usual History class with tired, dreadful eyes. Her hair was curled into perfection, but her face screamed she was having a horrible day. She tried to focus on what Ms. A was saying, but she just couldn’t. She closed her eyes and imagined lilies. White-petaled, wind blowing lilies, ones that always made her smile brighten and eyes open. But this time, she couldn’t...
This blog will no longer be about “him”. If you know who this “him” is, great. Enjoy the previous stories, because they’re the last of him. Truth is, I never really loved him. It was really only infatuation. So, from now on, this blog will be about stories. Stories about love, and you’ll be the one to figure out who they’re about.
I want to feel free. I want us back, I want to be able to feel like I can smile around you with no worries. Why’d you have to love her though?
What happened to forever and always?
I hate that I love you. Was it my fault? Did I deserve to be punished with this love bug?
… Especially you. You broke my glass heart when you fell for her… do you think it’s funny to break me?
I’m tired of saying that I love you, when all you do is say you love her. Is it my fault I feel differently about you then how you feel about me? I whiten my teeth, brush my hair, take showers every day, and everything…. just for you. And what do you give me? Nothing. Absolutely nothing in comparison of what I give you. I wish that I can get over you, because I’m pretty sure some...
I’m a mess. I’m currently trying to tell myself, “Oh, every thing’s okay, everything will be okay, always okay!” but honestly, I don’t believe any word of it. I don’t know why I even bother hoping, hoping that you would call and tell me the same feelings I have for you. I’m trying to keep my feelings hidden, because honestly, my best friend likes you...
The curse that put me upon… that made me fall for you… why the fuck did you do that? You know, I was perfectly fine running my life until, until you came along. I told myself we were friends, why didn’t I listen?! And why were you… you?! I’m sorry that I can’t stop my feelings. I’m sorry that I made you mad. I’m sorry that I’m not that perfect...
I’ve decided… that I need to move on. Is that ridiculously crazy, or am I trippin’? You started us out, as just people who, didn’t care for each other and never thought will. But then, I got to know you. I started listening to you, I started talking to you, I started blushing with you. And, I know that it’s not your fault that you don’t feel the same way, but...
July 2009
3 posts
I know that you don’t think that I’m the one for you, but is she? I know that sometimes I might make you feel like shit, but I really do love you. And yeah, maybe I don’t know what love really means, but this, this is real. I just hope you come out of your dream though, I wish I could shake you and say, “Wake the hell up, don’t you see I’m right here?!” I...
I think about you all the time: how you laugh, how you smile, how you make jokes. Lately though, I’ve been noticing: how you twinkle your eyes when you get a glimpse of her, how you talk about her and other girls, how you make jokes of me. Every day I wonder why I fell for you, how I could do so much better.
But then again, I wonder why I still love you.
Every day I wonder why my life got like this… why you couldn’t love me instead of her. Was I not pretty enough? Did I have everything you didn’t want? I don’t know why you denied my love, because it was strong for you. The attractions I had for you weren’t your looks, it was your personality that drew me in. I wish I could keep the memories we had together in my head...