I will...

I will live
I will die.
I will laugh
I will cry.
But i won't wait for you again
In the rain
Like i did last night.
Goodbye.

Friday, 3 July 2009

So pretty

I have picked my outfit for awards ceremony! It looks brilliant! I can't wait! Yay!

light at the end of the very long tunnel

I'm OK. i am still totally alone but misunderstandings have been cleared up and things are looking brighter. He is out of my mind again and that is how (hopefully) it will stay.

Thursday, 2 July 2009

The point being...?

What's the point when you can't even turn to your own family for support? I am slipping again, i don't give a damn. There's not really a point in caring when everything you love gets ripped from you anyway. I just want one good, happy day. I wanted my night, to be my night. But i can't even have that. I need to get away, but that's the problem with having no money, nowhere to go and no one to turn to. You get stuck, there's no way out. Whenever i used to feel like this i used to turn to him and now i can't and every time i remember that it tears a new hole inside me.

Wednesday, 1 July 2009

I am...

So bloody bored, I've spent the past four nights with no sleep and to pass that time i watched Disney films which s never a good idea since i always blubber over them... Ah well. Oh by the way, IT'S TOO HOT FOR WORDS, IT IS DRIVING ME INSANE!!!!!!! x

Tuesday, 30 June 2009

leaving, in 3, 2, 1... Now

Everything went fine, it was a little sad saying goodbye but all in all a very good send off i must say! OK, gotta go! x

Monday, 29 June 2009

I am freaking out!

I want to sleep, but i can't. Because if i sleep I'll soon wake up, then if i wake up, tomorrow will be here and it will really be happening, it will happen and then it would have happened. God I'm freaking out!!!!! I'm not ready, i can't be ready. Not yet. OK, freaking, freaking, falling, falling and I'm slowly falling asleep. So I'm just going to brace myself, put on my game face and face it. I have no choice, because either way it will happen, so i can either face it alert and ready, or drowsy and bad moody because of the lack of sleep, it's up to me. Even i can't make THAT choice. How can i make this one?

poetry of the damned


It's not fair.
I don't know who i am.
Why do i feel this way?
I'm never able to be myself. Not really.
There's always a piece locked away.
A secret i won't ever say.
A lie i'll never reveal.
I made a mistake. It cost me everything.
I'll never be the same again.
No one knows who i really am.
He thought he knew me, but he didn't.
She thought she saw me, but she didn't.
What they thought they knew and saw was a shadow of what was real.
Of what i really feel.
I'll never fit in. I'm an outsider. For that i thank God everyday!
Who wants to be cool when that includes getting drunk, smoking and screwing around?
But why does being an outsider have to be so hard?
I am different. More different than you know.
That's the point really... You will never know. Because i will never tell.

untitled


perseverance is what they say my strength is
They must be right
because i got hurt again tonight
Yet i'm still ready to love
Rebound is my second name
But not in the way you might think
I wish i could hate you
But i don't have the strength
One day my heart will not be able to hold on anymore
will not react to heartbreak with immunity
i think today is that day.