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| Today is my half birthday.
New Year Resolutions:
1. Become a better Christian
2. Get a better body | | |
| Each heart knows its own bitterness, and no one else can share its joy.
- Proverbs 14:10. | | |
| 1. I'm horrible at expressing my feelings.
2. When I'm mad, I'm mad. I'll get over it in a matter of minutes, unless it's something that really hurt me.
3. Sometimes, I just want it to be known that I'm cared about.
4. I don't mind doing nothing, like sitting around and talking for hours. I think that's more interesting than going out to watch a movie.
5. I'm really indecisive.
6. I hate being touched by random people. So if I let you touch me, then you know you're special to me.
7. If you're happy, then that's all I really want.
8. If you have something planned out, and it doesn't go the way it's supposed to go, I'll still be happy, since you thought about doing something like that for me.
9. I really do have emotions. I just don't like showing it. I hate feeling vulnerable. I hate crying. I hate being weak.
10. If I'm willing to do anything for you, that has to mean something right? | | |
| Sometimes, I just miss that boy. The one who held my hand walking down the street; whose arms I laid in & never wanted to go away. The one who I talked to for hours & told pointless stories to. The one who knew everything about me & liked me anyway. The one who knew exactly what I was saying even if I didn't, & helped me when I had no clue what to do. The one who showed me what love was & what it was like to need someone there. The one who could only make me cry & hurt me like no other guy could. Those eyes that said everything, that sense of sarcasm that was always there; the way even he couldn't stop from falling in love. That even though we fought constantly & couldn't stand each other, we couldn't leave each other's side. Something is still there; something that never left me the day that boy broke my heart in two. Something like your first love that wasn't ready to end. Something that makes your stomach flip at the brush of a hand or arm. Something that makes it so much harder to know that he's not yours anymore, but hers. Something that makes you want to hide away & cry all those tears, because suddenly all of those memories come back & it almost hurts worse to know that it's all out of control. And you just miss everything about that boy that isn't ever coming back. | | |
| So on tumblr, I put not die, but that only goes for IF I actually do have mono. But yeah, I don't really want to die.
Here's my resolution, I took it from 2008, because it just really.. Inspires me? I can't put it into words.
-No regrets. | | |
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