babygurl7090

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try to imagine a life without timekeeping.

you probably can't. you know the month, the year, the day of the week. there is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car. you have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie.

yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. birds are not late. a dog does not check its watch. deer do not fret over passing birthdays.

man alone measures time.
man alone chimes the hour.

and, because of this, man alone suffers a paralysing fear that no other creature endures.

a fear of time running out.

 
In a perfect world, glow sticks would glow forever.
im soo tired of being strong



I love those conversations where you don’t have to worry about what you say, you can just be you.







© format : jannette
Technically I'm single but, my heart is taken by someone I cant call my own.



NOT FRIENDS, NOT EMEMIES
JUST SOME STRANGERS WITH

SOME MEMORIES



 
I FELL INLOVE WITH MICKEY MOUSE 
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"I was right?" She gasped
"What do you mean, I was right?" I yelled
"I was just fishing around to see if you really are seeing this kid." Mom explained
 Well, this worked out well...
"Mom, I'm not." I lied
"Oh shut it." She said
I kept still and stared at my mother, attempting to figure out what she was thinking.
"Are you mad at me?" I asked 
She calmed turned her head to face me. 
"No." She answered
"I am a bit.....no scratch that, I am very shocked." Mom revealed
I would ask her why. But, I knew. Ella Rosingburg would never date a guy like Michael, she wouldn't even look at him.
"I just don't understand, you haven't seen your dad in ten months. You saw him today, and you acted like you see him everyday. You're not dressed the way you usually would. You're not behaving the same way. Is he making you change?" She asked with horror dripping down her face.
"He's not making me do anythig. But, I feel certain things when I'm around him. For the past two weeks, I've been saying and doing things that no one ever thought I would." I replied
She took a deep breath.
"Like what Ella?"
"Well, I've been wearing makeup and dresses, I've been going to parties, I am a lot more reckless." I explained
"That's it?" She investigated
"Yes, after all, its only been two weeks." I lied
"Ella, I'm going to ask you a favor." Mom spoke as she bit her lip.
This was a bad sign. If my mother bit her lips while saying something it meant only one thing, you would not like what she was about to say.
"Stay away from this kid." She pleaded
"Why?" I asked 
She shook her head.
"Please Ella, I'm begging you." 
"Mom, he's a good guy." I insisted
"He may be Ella, I'm not saying he's a bad kid. But, he has no future and you know it." She argued
"You don't know that." I pressed
"Lets see, dropped out at 16, works as a bar tender, lives in his parents house, and on top of that he has anger issues." 
My mother was very sarcastic. In fact, if they held classes on how to be sarcastic, my mother would be the teacher.
"He had reasons, mom it isn't his fault that things turned out the way they did." I yelled
My mother raised her eye brows and glared at me. 
"Its only been two weeks, and this guy has changed you into a different person Ella, I cannot even imagine what could happen to you if you remain together."
I grinded my teeth and attempted to stay strong. Come on Ella, think of something, anything.
Say something to her!
My brain was racing....but my mouth remained shut.
"I love him." I squealed
"But, does he love you?" 
"He says he does." 
"And that proves?" 
"Nothing." I sobbed

 




Being a drug addict isn’t nearly as bad as being sober and loving a drug addict. Whether it’s a family member spouse or friend. Nothing will screw up your life as bad as being associated with a drug addict. You can’t save them but they can sure as hell destroy you - and they will.



 
Sail 

 
Tears burnt my cheeks as they rolled down, ever so casually and for a moment, just a moment, I didn’t have to pretend I was okay or that everything would be okay. I didn’t need to be optimistic, I didn’t need to be happy and I didn’t need to feel the way everyone else was feeling. I could be myself.

            The truth had burnt a hole in my heart. You don’t want me – you don’t love me. Sounds pathetic, right? And in a way, yes, it is pathetic. It’s pathetic that I’ve let one boy make me feel so worthless, so good for nothing.

            You had always been a nice guy. You have one hell of a sense of humour and even if you weren’t the cutest fish in the sea, in my eyes you were flawless. I couldn’t describe the way I felt for you. Not then, not now – all I can say is that I felt unstoppable when I was with you. You made me feel pretty; you made me feel like I was worth it.

            You had always been my first thought when I woke up and my last thought when I fell asleep. Funny how you still are but when I think of him I don’t become happy anymore and I don’t smile. I frown and sometimes, I cry because I miss what we had and I just didn’t want you to be in love with someone else. Who was I kidding, though?

            “It’s going to be okay! It’s not the end of the world.” I didn’t understand how so many people could say that when you were my world. You were my everything and it was hard to go on pretending I didn’t know you and pretending you had never been sprawled across my bed, laughing at me with that contagious laugh while I danced around in my pajamas. It was hard to forget about that one time when I had run to you, crying because of something that seems so stupid now and you had held me until I calmed down and whispered sweet nothings into my ear. It was hard not to remember our first time, the way you had been so gently and caring with me. It was hard not to remember the first time you told me “I love you.” The way you had held my face. It was hard to forget your laugh. It was hard to forget your eyes – the chocolate brown that I could stare into for forever. It was hard to forget your smile but most of all; it was hard to forget the way I felt when I was around you. I was scared I’d never feel that way with anyone, ever again.

            I had waited days and days for you to break up with me. I knew it was coming. You started to distant yourself from me and we started spending less and less time together and sometimes, you pretended you didn’t get my texts when I knew you had. I tried not to be clingy, I gave you some space, I stopped texting you so much, stopped bugging you but you had already made up your mind.

            “I’m sorry, Elise. It’s not you it’s me. I just don’t think I’m in a position in my life where I should be dating.”  Why were you running around, laughing with her a couple of days later? Why had you left me abandoned with no one to turn to?

            Nobody understood. Everybody thought you were just another boy with a cute smile. Everybody told me that in a year, I probably wouldn’t even remember what we had shared but I know they’re wrong. Nobody could ever make me forget the way you had made me feel, even if I wanted so badly to forget. I tried everything to forget.

            I went out, I got drunk, I went home with a stranger but in the end, I just couldn’t do it. All I could think about was you, the way you had touched me. I couldn’t stop comparing the man with you and he was nothing compared to you. I ended up leaving before anything happened because I couldn’t go through with it. You were in my veins. You are in my veins. I love you and I beg you, please don’t be in love with someone else. 


♡ based on the song Sail by Awolnation ♡
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