I’m tired of people.

18/12/2010 at 2:38 PM

When someone new walks into my life, I try to convince myself that they’re different but they turn out to be just like the rest of them. Breaking every fucking promise. Replacing me with someone better. Talking shit behind my back. Falling for those bullshit lines that make me think that I can actually trust them. Using me to get what they want. Then when they finally have it, they just leave me hanging until they need something again. They treat me like complete shit yet I would practically take a bullet for them in a heartbeat. Then when they realize how much they screwed up, they apologize and I forgive them. Sooner or later, the cycle repeats itself over and over again.

I just want to meet someone I can open up to without having to think twice about it. Someone that is capable of knocking down all the walls I put up since blocking people out is starting to become a natural habit of mine. And someone that appreciates me while they still have me. Yeah, it would be nice to meet someone like that for a change. Forever alone.



Entry filed under: jus' sayin', life.

No matter how much you tell yourself you’re over someone, your heart knows the truth. On concealed feelings..


My work, my hope, my love, my courage, all these things keep my head above water and keep me from complaining.
I'm an orphan and an ailurophile. I live in the jungle, mythical creatures &fairies are my family. I am no longer afraid of becoming lost, because the journey back always reveals something new and that is ultimately good for the soul.
If there’s just one piece of advice I can give you, it’s this - When there’s something you really want, fight for it, don’t give up no matter how hopeless it seems. And when you’ve lost hope, ask yourself if 10 years from now, you’re gonna wish you gave it just one more shot.Because the best things in life, they don’t come free.

Favorite Quote.

“It has been said that time heals all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue, and the pain lessens, but it is never gone.” - Rose Kennedy


Life story:

"I was born to a woman I never knew and raised by another who took in orphans. I do not know my background, my lineage, my biological or cultural heritage. But when I meet someone new, I treat them with respect…. For after all, they could be my people." - James Michener, Author.

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