14/07/2011 at 3:43 PM

She turned around in the pouring rain with her dress ruined, her heart shattered, her hair a mess, her pride crushed, and her makeup dripping, and whispered, “i was going to love you, even if it was wrong.” but he let her down like all the other guys in her life, starting with her father, moving along to her countless boyfriends all the way down to him, that jerk. she was going to lie and sneak around behind everyone’s back because she thought she finally had something. sort of like romeo and juliet, maybe. but she had been let down again and it was killing her inside. and each time this happened, a little piece of her broke. while it made her stronger, she was broken inside, looking for that one guy that would just love her and only her. but we all do stupid things for love, even the seemingly perfect girls. so she collapsed into her best friends arms who whispered that it would be okay, and that they forgave her for the lying she had done, and that sometimes, the strongest and happiest of people didn’t need boys; they just needed friends.

Entry filed under: love.


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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