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 Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 10:00 pm
SolarInvictus You know you're in love when all the love songs make sense, and somehow relate to you. <3 You know you're in love when you're driving down the road holding hands and when a love song comes on, you both squeeze.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 11:01 pm
Call me crazy, but every now and then, I actually like don't mind being depressed. XD It reminds me that I'm not keeping whatever's been upsetting me bottled in and that I'm not simply shrugging it off like I normally do.
On another note,I'm afraid of trying. I'm afraid of taking a step forward. When I consider doing something important, I always talk myself out of it. I know what needs to be done but when I weigh my options, the cons outweigh the pros. I just- I don't want to lose what I have now. Giving up while things stay the same is better than making a huge mistake and being unable to go back to normal, right?
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 4:45 am
You know you are sane when love songs come on and you feel like vomiting but in the back of your mind know bits and pieces could possibly relate to actual real life people (seriously, love songs are so overly soppy. If you really love someone in my opinion anyway, you don't need to write and sing vomit inducing songs about it).
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 6:30 am
Working on a new song.... here's a couple lines...
I remember back in the day
when we used to say
That all the lights in the sky
Would never come down
And some day we'd be up there with them
Playing the crowds with our sounds
That is all.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 12:25 pm
I dislike hospitals, doctors, I hate being weak,
I hate liars(even if its small or stupid, I just ******** hate it)
I hate the fact nothings gone right or well =/
after hours of yelling I got them to re-establish my connection
good news is good I look like dracula in the morning =D
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 1:23 pm
I swear it's like I'm neverendingly PMSing. D:< Mood swings are all over the damn place...
I've always known I'm totally undeserving of him, but every time, God, I love him.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 5:42 pm
@Mew- taking a step forward is always hard, sometimes it is but sometimes leaving things be lets other things change over time and eventually,
Just know we're all with you and don't be afraid, just take your time and take deep breathes you can do it <3
@Song- I like it already =D
@Nim- I know exactly how you feel x---x *hugs*
@Solar- hehehe its good no?
@Maris- *hugs* =[ Maybe try coffee?pass out?tired or? =[
@Jiko- Im soo happy to hear, I hope everything goes well, goodluck<3 =D
@Kitty- I heard, Im glad and relieved to hear you're ok but Im sorry to hear you're dealing with all this juju =[ *hugs*
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 6:04 pm
Sometimes I wonder if I'm in your equation or not.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 6:09 pm
I dont know who to trust, everyone just baaaah
wtf
why do I have to deal with all this s**t?
I swear to god, I do my best and I try so hard so why me? ;;
I wish people could do things I tell them what upsets me and what bothers me
yet they do it
so you know what
everytime someone does it maybe I should grab a kitchen nknife and drive it into my leg and shape it as a number 1 ?
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 8:39 pm
I don't understand. I had an amazing day today, why the hell am I starting to get those feelings I get when I'm depressed? I was able to hang out with one of my best friends, and I also went on a date with my girlfriend. Why the hell can't the universe just let me end this day in peace? Why does it need to send me to the brink of having a mental breakdown just because of some god damn ******** bullshit I have no control over. I hate it. I hate it so much. I feel like I'm losing control of everything, when I'm probably in complete control over everything. Whenever I do something right, it feels good. It feels like I accomplished something. Then I make a mistake, then I make one tiny slip up. Maybe my body fails me, and I'm unable to do something, to be someplace. Maybe someone else fails to complete their end of the work, leaving me up the stream without a paddle. Somehow, all these problems, what should be just tiny little blips on the radar, send my down a twister of delirium right down to the pit of despair. It'll all be fine of course, I'll wake up tomorrow, all the problems of tonight will disappear. I'll be able to go the next few days without something happening that kills me every time I think about it. But for now I'm left here wallowing in my own misery because I need to complete all the work I missed from my field trip to New York. I need to complete a diagnostics test I am nowhere in shape for doing. I need to study for a quiz that is going to take 2 hours bear minimum. I need to write up a report of how the field trip I went on can improve our show. Then Physics. ******** Physics. It's the worst class I've ever taken. I barely understand it. Teacher is too overwhelmed to really help anyone in the class. Friends never have time to tutor me. Leaving me to study for hours to understand a principle that should be simple enough that somebody could explain to me in less than 5 min. I'll do it, it will just take me too godamn long. I'm not even going to use this class in the future. I need to do all of this, and I know I'm going to try to do it, get practically nothing done, and then realize I need to sleep or tomorrow will be even worse. Here's to a night wasted, and an absolute mess of a day tomorrow.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 9:13 pm
Um. So. There was this guy I dated for a couple weeks early last school year. It... didn't end well between us. We'll call him Kevin.
More recently, there's been this other guy, and we both feel some sort of mutual attraction and would like to get to know one another better. We'll call the second guy Steven.
Steven and Kevin are in the same unit in the Corps. Therefore, they tend to see a lot of one another. Walking into your buddy's room without knocking is a rather common occurrence here. Walking into your buddy's room to see your ex sitting there talking to him, on the other hand, is probably not all that common an occurrence. Kevin got all flustered and walked out.
And it was awkward. I don't like awkwardness.
Steven and I laughed about it afterwards (he had called not two minutes before that it'd be strange if Kevin walked in). But I had kinda wanted to keep this... somewhat private, until we'd decided whether we wanted to move forward with the relationship or not. But that happened, and then there were about twelve people in the hallway when I left, and I am one of the world's worst liars and I don't think anyone believed me when I said I was there to see how Steven's new video card was working.
I don't want to see this blow up in my face.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 11:31 pm
One. Ég hata mig.
Tvö. Ég hata líkamlegu útliti mínu.
Þrjú. Mér líkar ekki þegar einhver ummæli ákaflega á útliti mínu þegar ég er augljóslega ekki falleg.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 1:15 am
Maris Pallitax One. Ég hata mig.
Tvö. Ég hata líkamlegu útliti mínu.
Þrjú. Mér líkar ekki þegar einhver ummæli ákaflega á útliti mínu þegar ég er augljóslega ekki falleg.
(I know all about that physical stuff, I KNOW I look like s**t so would people please stop trying to ******** convince me otherwise)
Also, was it REALLY necessary to write in a different language? I had to go on goole translate and EVERYTHING! crying *whines*
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 2:45 am
.. You're stealing my best friend. I don't like you anymore.
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