Wednesday, February 23

"I might be pregnant..."

Those were the words in a note that a friend wrote to me today. (haha - scared ya there for a minute, huh?!?!) *clears throat* anyways... I've decided a lot of things lately based on this note. Here are a few:
  • people are dumb
  • emotions are feelings, NOT facts
  • people are dumb because of their emotions
  • some people have dumb obsessions because of their emotions
  • these dumb obsessions can lead to STUPID actions
  • those stupid actions include having sex and getting pregnant before you're married
  • when someone tells you to break off a relationship that they know AND YOU KNOW is getting bad/too serious, YOU SHOULD BREAK IT OFF BEFORE those stupid actions come into play!!
  • relationships are so not worth it: staying single is better, and

Yeah, well, enough about the stupid and worthless game of "love"... So, I was gonna write a whole lot more of the rest of the things that I've decided lately, but time restricts and it must wait until the next time I get the opportunity to get on a computer with complete and absolute privacy... grrr....

Sunday, February 6

an escape from hell

Somebody shoot me now. I just can't go on living. Rip my wings off my body and soul, and pull me down out of the sky where I've been flying for too long. Sorrow returns to me, again and again, and there's no stopping it. Every time I see him, every time he sees me, and every time my mind shifts to anything that reminds me of him, heart gets ripped out of its place again and again. Why? Why can't my life go back to the way it used to be? Why can't I be free to fly without anything tying me down?

Everything, EVERYTHING is just going so wrong right now. My living nightmares from the past few months keep coming back to haunt me again and again and I keep on reliving the pain over and over.

Thursday, for example, I arrive at school and one of his friends waits to hold the door for me. The look he gives me is so sharp and penetrating, and it seemed so full of hate. I mutter a thanks anyways and walk on by. My soul and eyes fill up with the ever familiar tears of regret and pain as I continue down the hall, and by the time I reach my locker, I'm almost too weak to stand. I slump against the other lockers and hide behind my door, all the while fighting back a total and complete breakdown. It follows this same pattern each time I see any of his buddies: we lock eyes, I break with tears of regret filling my soul, occasionally mutter a "hi", and I walk away, torn.

Everyday now it seems that my life continues in this way. I wake up each morning, and every simple little thing turns my mind back onto him and I fight the wave of tears that's always there, just waiting for the opportune moment of privacy to be let loose. ...And yet, somehow they never come. They never break the surface and fall down my face in the river of pain that I constantly find myself caught up in: always swimming towards the banks but never quite seeming to get there to finally feel the refreshing warmth of the sun and the sand under my feet after the cold dark dampness of the water. No, it feels like this can never be the end that I achieve, the end that I so desperately long for. My never has now gone, and it seems that my forever will be everlasting. My life can never come to that sunwarmed sandy and peaceful end, or any end, for that matter; oh no, mine will be forever tormented by the hell raging and burning inside me.

So, I've been thinking, and I think that I've finally found an answer to one of life's many questions: Why do only the good die young? I believe that there's two solutions to this problem: 1) we push ourselves past our physical limits and accidentally kill ourselves when trying to achieve perfection for ourselves or when helping others to achieve perfection in their lives, or 2) we commit suicide because things have started to go so hellishly wrong that we just don't know how to deal with it all after our previously perfect lives before.

And yeah, I say we as in referring to myself also. Sad. So much has changed so fast, and my mind is constantly racing through solutions to the constant wave of living nightmares that surround my soul. To me it finally comes down to just letting go, getting life over with as soon as possible to put my soul in a final resting place of peace and to gain some kind of closure to this hell.

...And yet, I fight to hold on. I struggle against the bonds that are closing in on me. It's not over. ...yet.

Sound the bugle now;
Play it just for me.
As the seasons change
Remember how I used to be.
Now I can't go on.
I can't even start.
I've got nothing left,
Just an empty heart.
I'm a soldier
Wounded so I must give up the fight.
There's nothing more for me.
Lead me away,
...or leave me lying here.

Sound the bugle now;
Tell them I don't care.
There's not a road I know
That leads to anywhere.
Without a light
I fear that I will stumble in the dark,
Lay right down and decide
Not to go on.

Then from on high
Somewhere in the distance
There's a voice that calls
"Remember who you are!
If you loose yourself
Your courage soon will follow.
So be strong tonight.
Remember who you are!

Yeah! You're a soldier now
Fighting in a battle
To be free once more!
Yeah, that's worth fighting for!!"

Saturday, February 5


you guys!! jessy svensson made a wicked cool blog!! yay. it's cool. you should go to it sometime. yeah. ....uh, I think I'm done now. mmmhhmmm. so, yeah.

Boo-ya!! Beat that!

Friday, February 4

ha hah haaahh

wow. I haven't blogged in forever. and I'm not really blogging right now either. I'm sitting here on a high from cold medicine and lack of sleep and exhaustion. fun, huh? hehehe.... well, not really, but that's okay. yeah.

Tuesday, February 1

Yeah yeah, I know, but...

If I'm not in love with you,
What is this I'm going through
And if my heart is lying, then
What should I believe in?
Why do I go crazy
Every time I think about you, baby,
Why else do I want you like I do
If I'm not in love with you?

And if I don't need your touch
Why do I miss you so much
If it's just infatuation then
Why is my heart aching
To hold you forever?
Give a part of me I thought I'd never,
Give again to someone I could lose
If I'm not in love with you?

Why in every fantasy
Do I feel your arms embracing me?
-Lovers lost in sweet desire-
Why in dreams do I surrender
Like a little baby?
Someone help explain this feeling,
Someone tell me!

If I'm not in love with you,
What is this I'm going through
And if my heart is lying
Then what should I believe in?
Why do I go crazy
Every time I think about you, baby,
Why else do I want you like I do
If I'm not in love with you?