June 2013
11 posts
Completely
I don’t feel like me again. I dont know whete to put myself. What to say. And whom to. Why is it that everything feels like it needs to be second-guessed? Am I over thinking everything - as usual? Maybe it’s all too fast too soon? I don’t know. Suppose I’m just going to have to take a back seat on this one and see how everything unfolds. Just relax my head, my suspicions and just “go with the flow” - essentially, stop being such a girl.
I hope this fear/confusion will pass soon. I think I’ll honestly be hurt if it’s all been for nothing.
I catch myself doing it all the time, reading over the good messages, with that goofy smile on my face.
Archiving the good has been a thing I’ve done for a short while now. Keeping the doubts away. holding onto your past, your wishes. your future. Some of the posts, they really hurt now that things are so different. Non existent anymore. Over.
But over the last few months, new and exciting memories are replacing them. And somehow the goofy smile has returned once again without me noticing. :D
May 2013
13 posts
You’re so amusing to watch. Super hyper and excited all the time, it’s refreshing! You genuinely make me smile constantly when you’re around!
He told me he’s starting to miss me and question everything. But for once that does not phase me. I’m still looking forward to what’s been making me happy. Not back. :)
It gives me butterflies :)
April 2013
15 posts
That is all.
What do you do when the one person who always comforted you - The only person who can make you smile when you’re sad - The one person you just want to hold you.
What do you do when they’re the one ripping you apart?
Let them go… :’(
I have :( x
What do you do when the one person who always comforted you - The only person who can make you smile when you’re sad - The one person you just want to hold you.
What do you do when they’re the one ripping you apart?
How can you go from one day being the happiest girl in the world. In love and in love with life - to a broken fragile being that breaks from the slightest touch. The future you planned, torn away. The dreams you had, unreachable. I’m heartbroken and I don’t know how to pick up the pieces.
March 2013
6 posts
February 2013
10 posts
We got drunk, and this happened…