Sometimes I get tired .             

Sometimes I get tired .

Sometimes I get tired.

Sometimes I get tired.

Sometimes I get tired.

Sometimes I get tired.

Sometimes I get tired.

Sometimes I get tired.

Sometimes I get tired

Sometimes I get tired.

Sometimes I get tired.

Sometimes I get tired.

Sometimes I get tired.

Sometimes I get tired.

Sometimes I get tired.

Sometimes I get tired of tired.

I stand with myself.

I beg for the day I flash by, because for a split second
I will be missed, because a smile will form.
But that's it, that's all you'll ever feel.
Because I'm a flash that lightens empty halls.

Coldplay- Charlie Brown
<3

I'm done with pleasing people.
I don't need 500 friends on facebook.
I don't need people to pretend around me.
I'm done with the aching feeling of trying to stay linked to those who once meant a lot.
I won't try.
I don't need this I really don't need this.

If only I would've tried a little harder...

 I'm trying to prove I'll be fine without you... Once you leave

Time has picked me up, and together we travel.
I can't believe school is about to end. It seems like just yesterday the thought of
letting summer go was the worst feeling.

My plans for the rest of the school year.

• School
• Eat
• Softball
• Eat more
• Homework
• Eat
• School
• Eat
• Softball

Ohhh how I love my planssssss <3

Because you wanted nothing.
Because without you I was just someone.
Because words are useless if they have no feeling.
Because you failed to insist.
and because once again I stand alone....
watching words that were never said crush my insides.

"Life's too short to even care at all"

When your confidence gets crushed......you have nothing.

I gave up on this blog.

-Being constantly reminded that your writing makes no sense and is pointless, really could affect the way you feel about picking up a pencil. Although I can't manange to keep an A in my writing class and my teacher sees nothing but awkwardness in all my sentences, writing fullfills a need inside me. Linking letters, jotting down words, it's amazing! Having the ability to transfer what you feel or currently think from one place to another even if it makes no sense is enough for me, fuck you 4th period.

Who are you to say I'm not living.
For all I know this is not paradise.

It breaks me

Loving something you wish you were good at...

 I look back I look forward and imagine what the next minute will bring. I didnt feel and live the moment. Looking back and then forward made the minute fly, it passed without me knowing it, I couldnt stop it

I don't know why i'm scared.....I've been here before