samrox
So many doors open. Yet so many closed at the same tie. They say when one door closes, two more open, but I've begun to doubt that. And even if two more do open, one doesn't necessarily want to go through that door. Sometimes what was behind the first one that closed is all you really want.
Wafer thin. My skin is wafer thin. People get under it so easily. I try to not let them, but there are a few that manage to embezzle themselves in there regardless. Every little thing they do ticks me off. The way they breathe or eat, makes me want to tell them off for all the things they've done to me.
There is no amount possible to describe how much I love you. And I don't know if you'll ever see that. It's unconditional and irrevocable, nothing you do will change it. We're the perfect couple, in a less than perfect situation, but I think the amount of love I have for you can pull through it. I'll wait.
I wish I could vote, not that I even have a political opinion, but I just think it'd be cool to say you voted. Then I could wear one of those 'I Voted' stickers. That would make me seem all important and whatnot. But I can't, because I'm too young...
Affairs are an awful thing, on any level. Even just cheating on someone in high school. It ruins relationships yet some people are still stupid enough to go back to their cheating boyfriend/girlfriend. They cheated on you once before, what's going to stop them from doing it again??
People bother me. Almost every person does. There's always something I can find that I can't stand about someone that makes me dislike them. That's probably not a good thing. But what is a good thing is that I'm not the only one that hates people. That's the only way I have 3 of my closest friends, because we all hate people, but we love each other.
I claimed him before he was mine. Everyone knew to back off, and they did. Then I could rightful claim him. No one else was to touch him. Some tried. They failed miserably. Now I have no claim, except to those very close to me that really know what's going on. The fact that I don't have a claim to him is awful. He is up for grabs, like a chunk of meat thrown to sharks and I am a small little guppie trying to protect the meat and have it all to myself. My only hope is to regain my rightful claim once again and keep it for good.
Despite everything we've been through, and I mean truly everything, I still love you. Despite the fights and the jealousy and the disapproval from just about everyone and even despite the bad split. It doesn't change a thing. I still love you, always have, always will.
We used to be together. When we were, we were invincible. Nothing and no one could touch us and trust me, they tried. So much criticism from everyone. Parents, kids, friends, even our families. But did it matter? No, because we were together and that's all that mattered.
I feel so alive, more than I ever have. The adrenaline rush, the disbelief that I'm actually doing this, all of it put together. It all makes me feel free as a bird. I'm finally letting go, letting my guard down, and just going for it. And why not? You only live once!
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