Love, what an astounding word.
It could mean love for your family.
It could mean love for a friend.
Or, as it is most widely known,
love for the love of your life.
You spend your time thinking of them,
and only them.
And all of a sudden you are in love?
No, that is NOT how it works.
People don't see that love is a word mistaken for many things.
Lust.
Lust is love, but without the love.
Only the body, only the sex.
That is people's love today.
Well I say true love is nonexistent.
I say it's no longer for real.
It was back in the day,
when people had respect,
and maturity.
But now, it is just a memory,
and a word used much more often then it ought to.
Love.
HA! I laugh at just the thought.
Hi, Austin! how are you?
and two weeks later,
Oh my God! am I in love?
How do you think having siblings (or not having siblings) affects who you are as a person?
i think that people with siblings tend to grow more natural with people faster because they have to deal with them every day.
And people without siblings tend to be a little snobbier, and a little more selfish because "Hey! i dont share at home, so why would i share here?"
idk tho. i have six sisters and a little brother.. i am the middle child... dead in the middle.
There is but one phrase worse than an unfelt "I love you"
A "friend" who stabs you in the back,
instead of the front.
A wolf in sheep's clothing,
with your "best" at heart.
A bitch who treats you like shit,
while you sit, doing nothing.
A "best friend", at least that's how you see her.
But when you disappear, she all of a sudden despises you,
hates you with a hot, fiery passion.
Someone you are so close to,
with a second face you are blindly unaware of.
The only thing worse than an "I love you" untrue,
is an "I'll be here for you" untrue
coming from someone you thought you could trust.
If I were lucky enough to find a jeanie in a bottle,
I would be granted one wish, correct?
Well, with one wish,
I would change my life, forever.
With one wish,
I would rid myself of all this pain, easy.
With one wish, just one,
I would bring myself happiness, joy,
love, romance,the list goes on and on.
With one wish,
I would wish for
not a million wishes,
but to erase the millions of days
I've spent without my one true love.
My one wish,
would be for you.
They say the cause of this pain is my maturity,
or the lack of.
What they don't understand is that I'm ONLY 14.
I have plenty of time, I'm not ready to grow up just yet.
All the other teens cant wait to be 18.
I can.
i just want to live my teen life as a teen living life.
I dread the day i have to all of a sudden be an "adult".
I dread having all the responsibility on me.
I can definitely wait to be able to do what i want,
if it means giving up living the way i live.
An adult means bills, and a job to pay them.
It means spending less days so carefree,
and more worrying about taxes,
and my children,
and the phone bill.
It means balancing EVERYTHING
and still try to have time for me,
without having much success.
being an adult brings more worries
and more responsibility.
I can barely handle the responsibilities I have NOW!!
but i guess thats my immaturity speaking.
we all have to grow up sometime.
But growing up now looks like no fun at all.
i think ill just deal with the pain.
Its just another thing to procrastinate.
For now I'm just living life day by day,
being the only thing I can be.
14 year old, immature me.
mistakes made,
and after much repetition,
lessons learned.
Once again I have given away the most fragile part of me,
held together with only tape and glue,
only for it to be kicked, and the tape RIPPED off.
It took many a time,
But i have learned my lesson.
I cannot get hurt,
my heart cannot be broken
but by me,
if it is not given away.
i now make a solemn vow,
to never again trust a man with my heart.
These men,
these creatures that live on bits of broken hearts,
they will never know my love.
And if this vow not kept,
i pray to god for my death,
for i would rather die than pursue this pain again.
What if she finds out?
No, there is no "what if".
She'll find out,
its just a matter of time.
But when she does,
What then?
How will she react?
Will she be pissed or upset?
Will she hate me even more?
Why hasn't he told her?
The longer it takes the worse it'll be.
So why the hell has he NOT told her?
He really loves her, doesn't wanna lose her.
But if he waits much longer,
it will be unavoidable.
She'll be gone,
and forever this time.
I'm just sitting here waiting.
Waiting for all the drama and bad times to break out.
Waiting, watching the clock,
the calendar,
and the Earth's revolutions around the sun.
Maybe she wont ever have to find out.
I start to relax,
Sit back just a bit.
Wait a minute, who is that?
That girl over there?
That girl screaming and crying, who is it?
Oh shit, i think she just found out.
Call me a bitch, a hoe, a slut.
Call me a dumb-ass or whatever else you want.
Does it REALLY look like I give a damn?
Go ahead, call me a whore or a cunt.
Say what you wish.
But say the wrong thing and face the consequence.
Call me a failure,
and your past will flash before your eyes.
Say I'M a nobody,
and you wont speak my name in vein again.
I'm just a little girl with a dream,
And this dream's gonna come true.
No matter what I have to do.
I'm gonna do it,
And I'll do it better than you.
