step into my insanity...
DISCLAIMER:: Do not read if you have eleven toes. Serious side effects may include: raging and trolling.
I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect.
Everyone needs to stop breaking everything down into their ugliest parts and explaining things.
don’t see things for each microscopic atom that makes itself into something so much larger.
Whoever made them, made them impossible to see, so obviously they aren't meant to be. try to go places that you’ve never been allowed to, to see things that no one else ever has.
Fact is, we will die. But the goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.
something like a landmark, a piece of art, or even just a memory, as long as you get credit.
society is making an ideal picture that i don’t want to be apart of.-Crystal Bassous
I am a free willed type of person who creates styles for the fun of it;
A human dynamite, don't trigger me- I may explode anytime.
AN EXQUISITE ELEMENT of the periodic table, unlikely you'll ever know.
I hate people who do not study for exams, you need to work for what you want.
optimistic, there'll always be a rainbow after a rain, no matter how aggressive the rain is, just look for that silver lining in life.
Nothing can stop me from reaching my dreams !
Sometimes I can be a little crazy , okay.. insane
What's my secret to happiness? Music, family, friends and love ♪ just press play . ►
Sarah
Sixteen.
Canadian.Portuguese.Guyanese.
Scorpio.
Catholic.
Musician./Photographer/Doodler/Writer
My Stupid Mouth....
Friday, November 20, 2009
Dammit. I did it again.
I
trusted.
I told someone something that no one else knows, and I get
slapped in the face with it.
Why?
No idea. But apparently I've had it coming. Things only get worse before they get better right?
I am just
so sick of people proving me wrong, I hate that I'm stupid, that I trusted in this kid, or in anyone for that matter.
Now everyone thinks I'm a crazy psycho bitch who wants attention. Which is not what I want, actually, it's the farthest thing from it. I didn't announce this, I didn't want anyone to know.
I felt that I could confide in a friend, that someone was worried about me and deserved to know the truth instead of the regular, sugar coated, "I'm fine" with the totally fake smile and laughter that follows.
Pitiful isn't it?
On a side note, why is it that when I'm with the love of my life, I seem to ruin it? Or why is it, that I get so worked up, and then when I get faced with a specific situation, I choke? OR WHY IS IT, that nothing ever goes right anymore and that my life is spirally down, down, down until I will finally hit rock bottom. I can't do anything right anymore!
