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Post by Bliss Lavigne on May 28, 2007 16:45:41 GMT
This is my little bloggy thing Many people do this but this will all be truthful I wont say things that I don’t mean Because that would just be a lie
I hope you read these because there about my true feelings It will be my serious moments here. There something I don’t want to be funny. I want them to portray another side of me I hope you enjoy them :] [/center]
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Post by Bliss Lavigne on Jun 21, 2007 20:06:56 GMT
Sometimes I feel as if things can be changed so easily. Like moods. One moment you can be happy, next you can be sad or angry. That seems to happen to me a lot. Everyone always seems to see my happy side. They expect me to be happy and friendly. But sometimes I hate that. I sometimes just feel like crying. Because things are really not alright. They never will be. My friends are probably the only thing that keeps me sane. Even they don’t know everything though. Even they don’t know all the secrets that I hold to myself. Of my Past. Of myself. Its like a shadow that follows me throughout eh day and always has me thinking. Questioning what I do. Questioning what I say. Something that’s always nagging at me though every step of my life. And I just feel like letting it out. Letting all me feelings out. Like that I Love Kaine. That I could have saved my sister. I just wish I could do more then just say those words. That I could actually remember it. Think it and not be afraid of what people say. But me, im a wimp when it comes to facing people with this knowledge. And I hide behind it again. And push it away. So that it wont exist. But sometimes it just breaks free. And I can do nothing but go along with it. But each time I do nothing ever happens that will make me happy. So im forced to think everything’s true and just sit back and wait for the pain to come. Even if I Don’t Want to.
Kaine, I’ll know your reading this but don’t ask. About it. Its easier getting it out when I don’t have to really talk about it. I hate when my friends worry about me. It just hurts seeing people worrying about me. Just like you refuse to believe some things about what I say too, right?
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