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Monday, October 12, 2009
"misconceptions "

people think i have it good.

people think i have it all within my grasp, just because i appear to be one of those type of girls who just "have it all".

people think i lead a great life effortlessly; with everything handed to me on a silver (or maybe even white gold) platter with encrusted diamonds all over.



well, people think wrong.


you don't know shit about me. so please, stop acting like you know everything. the fact that you don't know anything that i've went through to date, is enough to make me choke on my puke when you say you love me. it's enough to make me cringe in pain when you say you'll be there, cause you never are.

blade stained.

go ahead, judge me for things that i do. the way i handle situations and scenarios. judge me for the things that make me weak, because i have nothing left in me that's strong. he took it with him a long time ago, and he never returned. i know he never will, because mummy says so. he's moved on a long time ago, and nothing will be the same ever again.

fuck you if you were to tag me things like: "life is short/we should treasure everything we have/you need to appreciate everything you already have" .... because i already know this.



why is it that everytime i find somebody to run to, to replace him, something bad happens? it was like that in sec 2, and then again this year, and right now, iunno if i want to find somebody else. or if i could place enough trust on a single guy. how do you tell that one is genuine with his care and concern? how do you make the decision that would break others' hearts?


i do not have it simple.
i do not have it good.

as she lays in the pool;
she yearns for freedom
longs for satisfaction
begs for forgiveness
hopes for recognition
as she drowns in her tears
she musters a smile
run her hands through
chokes on her own bile
coughing life away
as she lays in the pool;
of her crimson red


i thought and wondered at 1:23 PM