Thursday, April 22, 2010
"I don't wanna waste an entire album on you, Ive been there done that, yea... and I don't wanna tell who what when where why and how cause who cares, no nobody cares.
But I hope you soon find out how to love, once upon a time you wanted to learn, I thought I could teach you but you were more afraid, than willing. So when it comes don't push it away, one day you will find it is the greatest gift and I hope you don't take advantage of it again.
Hold her when she wants to be held, don't yell at her when she's only trying to love you.Take her to her favorite place more often than not, don't take her kindness for weakness cause I'm sure she'll love you a lot. Support her in all that she does, don't tear her down build her up cause that is the worst thing you can do to someone you love. Put her high on a pedestal and tell her when she looks beautiful, tell her when she looks beautiful ...
I used to think that I could not bare you to be with anyone but me, but I've been there done that, yea... and since then I've come to think silly of that whole mentality, cause I wanna find love too though it wont be with you. I wish for everyone to one day find happiness and love including you, yea... and I don't wanna go into detail cause I've said enough and it's not my intent to hurt you.
But I hope you soon find out how to love, once upon a time you wanted to learn, I thought I could teach you but you were more afraid, than willing. So when it comes don't push it away, one day you will find it is the greatest gift and I hope you don't take advantage of it again.
Hold her when she wants to be held, don't yell at her when she's only trying to love you.Take her to her favorite place more often than not, don't take her kindness for weakness cause I'm sure she'll love you a lot. Support her in all that she does, don't tear her down build her up cause that is the worst thing you can do to someone you love. Put her high on a pedestal and tell her when she looks beautiful, tell her when she looks beautiful...."
Random Facts:
I have this thing where if I'm a guest at your house and you ask me if I'm hungry/thirsty, I will ALWAYS say no. Even if I am, I would sit there dehydrated and starving like a fool.
Days like that.
I'm restless.
I'm laying on the floor although there's a bed less than a foot away.
"Girl interrupted" has been on replay for the last five hours.
I feel isolated for some reason, although I'm really not.
I find it funny how I feel so empty with a head full of thoughts and a heart that is full... of wasted emotions.
I guess the exhaust is from all the amount of open wounds.
There's so many things I'm thinking of: self image, my issues, my past, how I yearn to be whole.
I'm thinking I need to get the fuck out of Jersey.
I need to see some new faces, listen to different people speak, interact in a different environment; with such mellow vibes.
I'd prefer a better understanding of this so-called love. A genuine one at that.
It would also be cool if there were someone who actually understood what the fuck I was talking about half the time. I mean when I really talk, not just bullshit. But who the fuck can relate; I don't understand me sometimes. Things are so misconstrued. I'm so fucked up but I can still manage to be sensible.
Diagnosis: I'm losing the little bit of sanity I've got left.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Stuff that bug me #95:
People that don't serve breakfast after a certain period of time.
Why?
What if I want eggs at 8 pm. I can't have any?
That's bullshit.
Random Facts:
I have these notebooks filled with my thoughts and ideas. Things I can say with time; without being interrupted. The words my soul can speak displayed on paper. Most of the time I write at night, usually before I attempt to go to sleep. For some reason I can't really sleep unless I write what I'm thinking (unless I'm entirely too exhausted). That sounds a bit odd but I'm sure I'm not the only one who does this.
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