Quotes added on Saturday, July 2 2011
I finally understood what [[ T R U E L O V E ]] meant...
love meant that you
care for another person's happiness
more than your
own,
no matter how painful the
choices you face might be. ღ
- ( Dear John
)
today is my birthday.
July 2nd 2011 ; 12:00 a.m
15. another year. another year that holds many surprises. a day to celebrate that i am still living in this cruel world. a day to tell the world, i am still alive. and i am doing just fine.
If YOU
FAVE THIS I
i w i l l h o n e
s t l y t e l l y o u t
h e f i r s t t h r e e
t h i n g s t h a
t c o
m e s t o m y m i n
d a f t e r s e e i n g
y o u r p r o f i l e., n
o l i
e .
([ i have faved so many that never happened that i promise it'll show up on your profile! ])
fave if you agree that they are extremely pointless and annoying
I
wrote this myself: Please read.
Why do I always repeat the same story?
I've seen this place, heard these words.
It's almost as if it's a sign.
I know why I am here.
Someone is or was trying to tell me something.
But their dark words fill my head too violently.
The evil stares send me into a frenzy.
I needed you,
but you never showed.
I wanted you,
but you proved to want only one thing.
You wanted my soul.
This whole time I thought I was the angel you were calling
for.
But it turns out you were the devil I was wounding myself
around.
When I called,
you never answered.
When I screamed,
all I heard was your sinning chuckle waste away in my mind.
Or was I wasting away myself?
When I tried to find myself,
I couldn't.
I thought I was found,
when I was actually quite lost.
Your threatining voices still fill my memory,
and everyonce in a while,
I have to sit down&&think some things through.
When I finally built up my courage to tear you down,
you beat me to it.
Then my courage started to melt down slowly day after day.
I was fully drained of all power I had left.
I knew it went straight into the palms of your hands,
the place I feared most.
Your filthy ways,
were twisted into my brain.
I began hurting those around me.
Tearing down their confidence;
draining them of all their power.
I went to see you every day.
I gave to you the power I took from the people I loved most.
I was like your little puppet,
and I am still stuck on these thin strings.
Everyonce in a while, I gain my confidence back,
only for it to be lost once again.
Why do I always repeat the same story?
I've seen this place, heard these words.
&& I
WONDER
how many
times im just chillin in the
background
of some random tourist's
picture.
freaky,
huh?
nmf
Over 1,000 birds a year die from smashing into windows.
