ljkpurplefrog
i feel like the edge of my bed is like a cliff
is that weird? haha
i love it when i am driving down the street and out of no where there he is walking down the sidewalk... excited and eager to see me tearing it up.
i am in the process of trying to find my roots again. who i am deep down... what i am suppose to do... so on... i feel further away from know this than the east is from the west.
sticks and stones may break my bones... but your words could either make or break my heart... and all i wanna do if hear them.
i hated history. i still do. i know i should love it... or at least appreciate it because it gives you a sense of where we've been and such but i still have to roll my eyes whenever the subject comes up...
i wonder if we are going to turn into more than best friends... i wonder if we are going to fall in love like they always do in the movies... i wonder if one day he will grow up and get down on one knee for me... i wonder if we will build our lives together... i wonder if we will grow old by each others' side...
all i want is him to embrace me with one of him amazing hugs and tell me he is sorry for hurting me and for pushing me to the side. i want to just be held in that embrace for hours... for the rest of my life... because in those arms all is right and all is safe and all i happy and all is content
reminds me of how i am God's beloved... and even when i havent thought about that fact in such a long time when i first read the word 'beloved' my heart aches for that connection and love that i long for... and its incredible to think i could be anyone's beloved... let alone the Creator of the Universe.
i havent been to one in a while.... but the first one i ever attended was my cousin's... and i dont think it could have been sadder.... suicide funerals are the worst... at least when one dies of old age or from a horrible disease you know it was their time and they are put out of their misery...
teachers either loved me and hated me. man oh man am i glad to be done with school for the rest of my life so i dont have to listen to them or look at them or talk to them ever again. i wont ever have to do an assignment late into the night because of them. but i wouldnt be who i am today without them.
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