Love.
What you've longed for.
What you wish for.
As you lay in bed at night,
staring at your ceiling,
thinking of him...
or thinking of her... 
You want to feel it,
coursing through those veins.
Hearts beat faster.
Butterflies trying to break free from your walls.
But does it really exist?
Is it just an idea?
Only wishful thinking?
What's defined as true love?
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I’m sorry I can’t change you.
I’m sorry I can’t change your life.
I’m sorry I can’t fluff your life with lies.
I’m sorry I can’t make it all better.
I’m sorry you have rough times.
I’m sorry all you want is attention.
I’m sorry we’ve grown apart.
I’m sorry I can’t fix it.
I’m sorry I even try with you.
I’m sorry for your ignorance.
I’m sorry that I let you.
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Oh, no.
It's the butterflies again.
Officially, I've fallen for you.
Pretty hard too.
Could it be possible?
Would you pick me up from this fall?
Or will I stay down here with a wound to the heart.
It isn't like I haven't been stuck down here before.
The happiness you bring to me with every word you speak,
seems almost unreal.
You're my refresher.
My new start ( Read more... )

She knew how to make her LJ all fancy like Kaylee and her friend Erica.

Mar is jealouzzzz.

Memories pass.
Seasons change.
Months go by.
All too fast.
Is it really possible,
the time that passed.
So much change,
in soul,
in mind.
Perhaps rather, out of mind.
Would you remember me,
like I remember you?
Would you forget me,
as I'd never do?
And when I'm gone,
to whichever place,
what's to make of who I was?
Who I am, still today.

I've decided to make a list of all my OCD-neurotic tendencies and bad habits ( Read more... )

I sit here and listen to my mother pontificate ( Read more... )

Judgements constantly passing from your lips ( Read more... )

You don't know what I feel inside.
You don't know the thoughts that pass through my head.
Why, maybe you'd think me mad.
Or maybe just a naive teenage girl, a little too pessimistic for her own good.
Put up a front, the easy way out.
It's better than having to really explain what you feel...
Because you know inside you wouldn't even be able to.
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So I've been thinking about the horrible situations I've seen in the past two years [[Which is quite a bit]].  I've been contemplating the different things stated in this blog quite a bit lately...
Maybe we go through horrible things to learn how to move on.
To learn how to get through the less horrible things with ease.
Maybe things don't work out, ( Read more... )