December 2010
39 posts
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This year I crossed off 26 things. New years resolution is to cross off another 10 at least.
Life's too short.
Tonight I learnt my best friends mum has been given two years to live, before the incurable cancer takes over. Another friend’s boyfriend tried committing suicide, last night. Some people’s lives have been given a deadline, while other’s try making their own. This might not be tied with a bow, there may be tough times, but life is still a gift. Life’s is short. And maybe my approach is too...
You grunt at me, day in and day out, because you can’t take responsibilty for how you feel. And why. And it’s okay. Well, no, it’s not okay; but I can accept it. You won’t change, and I can handle that. I don’t even like you, what makes you think your words matter to me? Stand up for once. Scream at the top of your lungs. Break something. Admit you’re angry....
The person who gave you your favorite memory
Dear you, By the time you’ve finished reading this, you, and you alone will know this one is for you. It’s that time of year again, the time you begin reliving everything that’s happened the past twelve months, comparing life now, to life back then. You go through the days, as the faces and places pass through your mind, you find yourself smiling to yourself, or wallowing in self-pity. This past...
“I’m not sure he could survive you.”
Favourite internet friend
There is a boy that lives on the other side of the world, and every day we write to one another baring our soul in some form of writing. Details on each other is something we deny, we simply share what we believe is in our hearts and minds, or who’s been in who’s bed. He writes me poems, and I write back, always speaking of a love we dream of, so different than the rest. I never realised it, until...
"You don't belong in one place Jess."
Ten weeks. I’ve been home for ten weeks now. By now the plan was to have my bags packed again, move somewhere no one knows my name. After all, everyone talks with an accent somewhere. But something went wrong in the scheme of things, I met people, I got caught up in their lives and their stories and their empty words.
It scares me how interconnected we all are, I think to myself as people move...
They’re just not that into you if they only want to see you when they’re drunk. Drinking and drug use are not a path to one’s innermost feelings. Otherwise people wouldn’t smash empty beer cans against their skulls or stick their fingers in fire to see if they can feel anything. They’re just not that into you if they are having sex with someone else. There is no...
Silence is golden.
Dear reader, If you are here, you were meant to receive this. From these keys to your screen I said nothing. You did. A first regret from a last goodbye; let the tears flow but hold back the “i love yous” A life with no regrets is a life never lived, tears did nothing for me this time. Love is a game, and you were always gonna cheat. Cut out the truth, and paste in your lies. The only truth was...
November 2010
32 posts
