Hehehehe look Brittany! It’s you and mancub… “And I’m freeeeeeeeee…. duh duh duh… FREE Fallllinnnggggg” heheehe
Get back in my life PLZ.
well… get back from Myrtle Beach and I CAN be in your life again!!! lol hehhehe AND YOU CAN COME SEEE MY NEW HOUSE/ROOM AND PLAY WITH ME!!!! :D <3
Thank You for seeing the best in me when i was not my best, and when i could not see beyond my own pain. Thank you for believing in me. Thank you for believing in the simple bigger story, the too-many-surprises, the way the dots connect. Thank You that you see it when i don’t”. -TWLOHA
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She Won’t Take This Sitting Down…
You ever have the feeling where you don’t know whether you’re coming, or you’re going? Which way’s up, vs. which way’s down? It’s coming at you from all sides, even if you turn around, you’re surrounded… and you can’t do anything but fall down… because you’re so dizzy from standing that even the norm isn’t right anymore. I’m not saying I’m a Saint… because I’m not… I’m not saying I’m perfect… ‘cause I’m far from it. I just want everyone to let me live my life and stop trying to convince me that no matter what I’m doing… I’m hurting you… I’m hurting the world… and I’m despicable… there’s only so much she can take… there’s only so much before she’ll finally break.. and when she does… I wouldn’t be 1,000 ft from her… Could it be that I AM just simply losing my mind? World… just… please go away… go on vacation… just go somewhere for a while and please keep your negativity to yourself… I just want to have a minute of peace… and a full minute to actually enjoy it… please??? XP blah
We all have our moments… and lately… I’ve been having a lot of them. A lot of the “It’s not fair… It’s not fair”. But what’s not fair? The fact that we were given a dose of pain in our lives? That something we loved was taken away from us? People look at you like you’re crazy… It’s not fair… Honey… Life’s not fair… it never was meant to be fair. That’s just how it is. I hate this, you know. I hate those three words… “It’s not fair”. I can think them, and I’ll immediately mentally beat the shit out of myself. I don’t want pity… I don’t want applause for what my life has been like… I don’t want recognition… or attention. No. I just… simply want to cry… and to feel… and have someone tell me that it’s alright. For people not to judge me, to call me weak.. to tell me I’m over reacting and to just grow up. ‘Cause you know what? I don’t think I can… I don’t think anyone really does. If you think about it.. we all started out as children… and as we got older… we simply became older versions of our child selves…so, in reality… we are just older children. Don’t tell me to grow up… don’t tell me to act my age… don’t tell me to let it go. Can you? Could you? You, who gets a paper cut and screams in agony as if the entire world is crumbling down upon you. You whose hardest time in life was being rejected by “the popular boy”. I’m not saying it doesn’t hurt… I’m just saying “honey, you don’t know what pain is”. 3
I used to always be in search of a place to call home. But… then it hit me. ‘Home’, to me, isn’t really a place at all. I find home in the people I love; in the fall of the rain, in the lyrics to those songs I hear randomly on my radio. I never had to go looking for my home; for where I belonged… It was standing right in front of me this entire time… It’s just… now, I finally have the eyes to see it”.
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| — | Maya Kohlson <3 |
