You let them in thinking, “It’s okay this time, they will stay.” They end up leaving. But only after taking and taking. Till what's left of you, Is an empty husk of the person you once were. So you keep trying, Till your heart becomes as dead the night. As cold as the winters you hate,… Continue reading What They Don’t Tell You About People
It's been a really long time since I've posted here and I've decided that since I want to grow as a writer and have a more healthier means of venting my stress & frustration - I will try and update my blog more frequently.So, here I am standing on the edge of a cliff (metaphorically,… Continue reading Cliff Jumping, Working Friends and Lying to Your Friends
You say that it's all going to change, You're going to get better. You're going to be stronger. You say we're friends, you say we're sisters, So why do I feel like you don't mean that? Why does it sound like lies? You're only love me when you're scared, Only when you're angry… Continue reading The Things I Wish I Could Say (But Say It When I’m Alone)
Sometimes it just seems that all I ever do is lie.That's like my best talent really - lying. Which is why if it came down to me picking a career for myself - I would either pick being a spy or a lawyer, since I can lie without even feeling bad about it.It isn't even… Continue reading Liar Liar, Pants on Fire
You tell yourself that you don't care.You tell yourself that deep down that whoever's left you behind, hurt you, and given up on you - that they don't matter. At least, not any more.Through all this you live,despite being stabbed repeatedly and being held against your will - you live. You fight, and you survive - because… Continue reading Pick yourself up
This post is dedicated to my two friends who always seem to be in some sort of tussle and I get caught in the middle of it.Now, I like these two - they're funny, honest, and they tell me to be true to myself. But, today, while I was online chatting with the two of… Continue reading Things I can’t help but try to fix (If only this applied to my life).
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I hate talking about my feelings, scratch that, I hate thinking about my feelings.People often wonder why I seem so unaffected by everything around me and why it's always the small things that bother me and I myself wonder why it happens.It's not that I'm emotionally stunted, it's more of me being emotionally numb. There… Continue reading Shades of Grey