Sunday, July 20, 2008

I could bleed my heart out to you, and I don't think you'd care.

Because "every teenager feels like that"

That makes me hate you. You don't FUCKING care.
I won't let this go.

I could waste forever and a day telling you how much it hurts, and you'd shrug it off as normal behavior.
This is not normal.
I am not okay.

I am nothing like you or anyone else.

I don't believe what you believe.
I don't have faith in God.
I don't love everyone.

I do believe things will get better, because the day is darkest before the dawn and no matter what happens, the dawn will come.

That is simply why I haven't ended it yet.
Because for once I'm looking on the bright side.
I'm not taking you so seriously.

I'm loving only the ones who will love me back.
And caring only about the ones who care back.

I'M PUTTING A SMILE ON MY FACE.

1 comment:

Niki said...

:]
I'm happy that you're looking on the bright side, bestfriend.
dude, I was looking back on conversations from long ago... we were horribly depressed. It's not even a little funny. Really overdramatic if you didn't know what was going on.

I miss the old days of me going over to your house.
We always had fun... WITHOUT boys.