Thursday, December 25, 2014
You know the feeling.
You know the feeling, when it seems that you can never win. When everything you say is wrong. When your opinion doesn't matter and no one is listening. When you try to help, but it only seems to hurt things, to make things worse. You know the feeling. And nothing can be said or done to take that feeling away. Nothing but time. You just have to move on. Forget those people. If they can't take time out of their lives to listen to you, then you shouldn't take time out of your life to care. When nothing you say seems to matter, maybe you're just talking to the wrong people. When your opinion is pushed aside, when everything you think and say and do is entirely, completely, 100% wrong. Maybe it's not your fault. Or... Maybe everyone is a jerk. And you're awesome. Yup. That must be it. Problem solved.
Monday, September 15, 2014
My life
Dear internet world,
I have come to the conclusion that no one ever reads this blog and so I will talk about something that has recently began to bother me. As there is no one else here to talk to in my dorm room, this blog was the next thing that came to mind. It turns out that I have a new found fear of elevators, specifically being in them alone. My most recent elevator experience left me with a panic attack thank you very much you freaky little moving box.
I think that if other people were to be in the elevator with me it wouldn't be so bad but I'm honestly not willing to risk it. I also came to realize that I have no idea what all goes into washing clothes. So if any of my clothes come out looking strange or just all around wrong, then please do not judge me. Thank you.
That is all.
I have come to the conclusion that no one ever reads this blog and so I will talk about something that has recently began to bother me. As there is no one else here to talk to in my dorm room, this blog was the next thing that came to mind. It turns out that I have a new found fear of elevators, specifically being in them alone. My most recent elevator experience left me with a panic attack thank you very much you freaky little moving box.
I think that if other people were to be in the elevator with me it wouldn't be so bad but I'm honestly not willing to risk it. I also came to realize that I have no idea what all goes into washing clothes. So if any of my clothes come out looking strange or just all around wrong, then please do not judge me. Thank you.
That is all.
Monday, April 14, 2014
My dear
You brighten my day.
You light up my life.
I pray for the day
That you call me your wife.
I've saved up my love.
I've locked up my heart.
For all of the years
That we were apart.
I've waited for you.
And cried many nights.
I knew that my temper
Would cause many fights.
I have my own setbacks.
Please know that is true.
I'm angry,
I'm scared,
I'm no good for you.
But if you love me,
My dear,
And offer a smile,
I'll stay by your side.
Every inch,
Every mile.
I'll love you and keep you
So close to my heart.
We'll live our lives together
Until death do us part.
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