December 2009
14 posts
Never forget.
One
more
day.
LIVE
IT
UP.
Soft Skeletons.
“Dear little girl, so much hurt for such a young age. Trapped inside a pretty little lie. Your body’s betrayed. Don’t fix your eyes on a fix you’ll rely on. Fixed her eyes on a fix she relies upon. Stand unafraid, all the good souls stand on unafraid. When the light starts to burn and the pain returns. I just wish that I could heal the hurt you feel tonight. There’s...
My Christmas Wishlist.
Just a few things I’m really hoping for.
1) Spending time with my best friends. <3 2) MAC’s 208 Angled Brush. 3) The 1” CHI Flat Iron by Farouk. 4) New tapers up to 5/8”. 5) And all/any music and or make up anyone wants to get for me! That’s about it but number one is the most important.
"I've built these walls, come get to me, come get...
I’d like to believe that somewhere out there there’s someone who cares enough to attempt to break down these walls I’ve built up. I’m ready to open up to you, I’m ready to accept your love. I’m waiting for you.
"...is living."
Life is challenge by choice. Early mornings, late nights. “I drink a lot of fucking coffee, I smoke a lot of fucking cigarettes and it sucks.” Complete, achieve, satisfaction. Keep it going louder. Dancing. The boy I am in love with and the boy that I love. Can’t stop, won’t stop. Figuring out the strength I pocess. “When you’re weak, lean on the two of...
Intolerance.
I despise the feeling of being so unbelievably exhausted that I can’t take care of myself. I must never let myself become this way again.
Fighting.
To be completely fucking honest I don’t lean on those around me nearly as much as I need to.
“Said I’d move on and I’d leave it alone But before I walk out there’s something that I need you to know I got lost in a blink of an eye And I can never get back No I never got back You were not there when I wanted to say That you were everything right and it wasn’t...
"Have faith in me."
“You’re always giving in.”- The strong side.
I’m becoming increasingly determined to change myself, drastically. I’m becoming sick of wrecking myself over the amount of times I hear that I am not good enough, that I am weak. I look at myself now and I see a broken girl, but a broken girl with the courage to begin to have faith in herself and whatever strength she...