I hate the feeling of wanting to say hi to someone you haven’t talked to in a long time but when you have the perfect chance(s) you just blankly act like you didnt even see them. Why do I do this! It’d be nice if the other person said hi first to make it easier. If you can turn around to take second glances at me then why can’t you try saying hi too..
Now we just awkwardly have our mouths open with nothing coming out.
This summer of 2011 I want the WHOLE package. I want the backyard grilling&chilling, the evening walks around the parks with the sun kissing your body, THE BEACH, watching the fireworks with that someone special on July 4th, the accomplishment with completing drivers ed, the weird tan lines I’ll get on half of my legs when I wear shorts, having water balloon fights just because, shopping etc.
And you wonder why I’m always complaining for summer so badly..
To dream that you are pregnant, symbolizes an aspect of yourself or some aspect of your personal life that is growing and developing. You may not be ready to talk about it or act on it. Being pregnant in your dream may also represent the birth of a new idea, direction, project or goal.
Adulthood is only a few years for some of us and for others it’s just another day. Do we know what we want to make of ourselves or even if we want to go to college?I hate not knowing especially when it’s about my own life. I guess I don’t know what to do with my life at the moment but I hear many people in my situation eventually come to a conclusion. Everyone does at one point. I’m finding that a lot of my guy friends are considering the marines. When someone mentions the marines to me, the worst possible scenarios repeatedly play with my mind. I can’t stop them but I can always support these fellas.
I’ve been remembering most of my dreams lately and let me tell you, they all mean the same thing. Every little detail I’ve looked up all says that I’m waiting for a reawakening, I’m holding onto someone/something in the past, I’m feeling alone or sexually deprived but thats a different story..
You’re so beautiful. I can’t stand to see you cry, though. My hands automatically meet your cheekbones, because you’re too busy clenching your fists to wipe away your own tears. Your bottom lip trembles and your eyebrows are trying to hold hands in the middle. And then you look away angry at yourself for letting me see you in that state. You never do cry. You always thought people should drink water, not shed it. But if you think that lump in your throat is keeping you from breathing, what more would I feel watching it all happen in front of me. Not just my bottom lip, but my whole body tremble at seeing you like that. I feel so helpless. Please don’t. I can’t take it
It’s amazing how fast life flies by. I can still remember those days when falling down & scraping your knee was the biggest amount of pain that existed. You knew that a heartbreak was just around the corner to make everything seem like the world was crashing down.
It’s so annoying when your exes’ exes try to make big speeches about how they were his/her first love. Why would you all of a sudden bring this up when you guys happened years ago? Relationships aren’t some game to see who was/is the best boyfriend/girlfriend. So keep thinking you’ll always have their heart just because you were their “first love” We all move on.
Since when did the world came up with junior prom? Senior prom was supposed to be a once in a life time experience but OH NO now you can go to junior prom first! I hear this year’s senior prom is a masquerade bash.
You both are fighting and getting hot headed over the baby. I’m looking at him and he’s just watching you both with those big brown eyes, scared. How can you ever be parents to him if you’re both never agreeing?
Laughing in someone’s face is immaturity, taking someone’s things and running away taunting them is immaturity, saying that you’ll pee on someone is immaturity lol so what do you call someone who avoids you online? Do you think I’ll hit you up? It’s not like I have anything to talk to you about.
My mom looks at me everyday & asks me if there’s anything wrong. Although she says it in a joking voice, I know she means it. She knows that everyday I can’t wait to leave the house. She knows that everyday when I get home, I can’t wait to lock myself in my room. She knows that everyday I pay attention to her actions.. She knows that everyday I think intently about what’s going to happen when I move out. She knows that everyday I think about how this family is already broken.
But I just walk past her & tell her that I’m fine & that nothing’s going through my mind.
I can only do so much for you. I don’t have all the words to say. I don’t have all the knowledge & empathy to help you. Just because I helped you one time, does not mean I can help you another. But no matter what, I’ll be here to listen.
Whatever happened to those good wholesome fun dates where you go everywhere together until the day is over? Whatever happened to chivalry when guys opened doors or complimented something nice about you so you’d know all that time was worth it. I miss the dates that actually make you smile in bed at night cause’ you know how good it went.
What the fuck did you expect? For me to stay the same? Feelings change and shit happens. So of course I fucking changed. I change every fucking day. I’m influenced and affected by different things. I grow up and I learn. But that’s how life fucking is, people grow up and we change.
My birthday wasn’t a total waste, it actually was more than I expected and that was pretty darn great. My first time trying the cucumber and avocado sushi roll was an orgasm in the mouth but the best part was being with my best friend @senasim. We talked a lot that day about a lot of things but thats over with. Nothing bothers me anymore because everything that we eventually find out and think over becomes really childish. I dont know why drama starts, but it does start when someone doesn’t let it go.