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16 June, 2008 at 11:46 pm (Poems) (, )

I love you
Its so simple to say
But i feel i have to tell you
Each and every day
How you put up with me
I will never know
But i really do appreciate it
Please dont ever go
This poem may not rhyme properly
Or even be the best
But it shows how much i love you
Better than the rest

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Denim

21 April, 2008 at 6:37 pm (My Life, Poems) (, , , , )

His hand grip around the knife
The handle digs, his fingers tight.
The beat of his heart, like a drum
Pounding… His body numb.
He looses grip, drops the knife
Slowly it rolls, straight out of sight.
He reaches for the rope, ties a knot
Around that neck, the world forgot.
All his life waiting to kick the chair
Now’s the time, hes finally there.
He never even spared a thought
For the pain his death had bought.
Those who loved him, cared the most
Will forever hold him close.

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A poem

18 April, 2008 at 11:23 pm (Poems) (, , , )

He’s my smile in the day
And my smile at night
He takes my pain away
And shows me the light.

He’s my moon, my sea
The sun in my sky
He makes me feel calm and free
And never makes me cry

Everytime i hurt him
It makes me feel so bad
In my life, he’s the best thing
That i ever had.

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My whole world fall down

16 April, 2008 at 8:54 pm (My Life, Poems) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

The smiling face of yesterday
So innocent and sincere
What a price she had to pay
A life of pain and fear.

Running around her coloured room
A face of happiness, care free
The perfect life, you would assume
Something that would never be.

Only 5, calm, sweet and true
So innocent and small
With not even a single clue
Of the girl who would shock them all

10 years later, what has changed
Why a life full of pain?
Her innocence, sweetness exchanged
Washed straight down the drain.

A life of drugs and drink
Something or anything to block out
A life that seems to sink and sink.
A life that’s filled with doubt.

Another year later, even worse
Another pill, drown the sorrow
Nothing to escape this curse
Hopes to not wake up tomorrow

A never ending dark depression
Forever growing, forever showing
Each day a new confession
Loosing the will to keep on going.

A worthless life full of sadness
Never able to succeed
From the outside it all is madness
A heart that continues to bleed.

Fake a smile everyday
Its easier than to frown
Slowly watch my petals fall away
My whole world fall down.

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Some Pictures =)

7 March, 2008 at 10:18 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , )

humorous pictures

Humorous Pictures

Humorous Pictures

Humorous Pictures

Humorous Pictures

Humorous Pictures

Humorous Pictures

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Something I Will Never Understand

7 March, 2008 at 9:33 pm (My Life) (, , , )

I will never understand how this world works.

How people can get others to be horrible to somebody else for them, when that person doesnt know a thing about the other person. How people can just believe what people tell them, and take it as fact, when they dont know anything about me. How people can make you promises, you tell them everything, all your darkest secrets, and then they tell other people. Pisses me off so bad.

grrrrrrrrrrrrrr

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Some Realisations

4 March, 2008 at 5:24 pm (My Life, My Views) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

I can not turn back time. No matter who I’ve lost, can never be recovered. Don’t live in the past hanging on for something that is gone, but also never give up on objects that are lost, that odd sock can always be found, no one or nothing likes to be alone, not even socks.

I can not pause time. I should grab every opportunity, not sit and wait for it to pass me by. The time waiting, looking for a definite answer and deciding could be to long, when you finally decide, the chance or opportunity could be gone.

I can make mistakes, but I cant erase them, i can apologise, try to make it right, but can never erase them. Things that have been done, things that have been said will never be gone, and somethings can stay with people for days, weeks, months, years or the whole of their life. If there is a possibility what you are about to say or do could hurt someone, don’t do it. There is enough hate in the world already, do we really need more?

I can do anything if I set my mind to it. I’m not talking about jumping off the school roof and suddenly being able to fly, not that kind of anything, that is impossible. In reality, if I really want to pass the Physics test tomorrow, I can revise, I can do my best, and with the right preparation, I can pass. If I want to be a lawyer I can, and I will. Its common to aim low, to avoid disappointment, but if your aims are low, you will never succeed to your full potential. If you aim high, but don’t succeed as much as you would like, it makes you more determined, gives you more goals to work for, and makes you more likely to succeed

I will never be perfect. There is no such thing as a perfect person. We all have our flaws. Who decides what is classed as “perfection” anyway? Faked Tanned, Barbie Blonde, Size 0 Tart? I don’t think so. Everyone is beautiful. Everyone has self worth. Everyone has their pros and cons. People should love each-other for who they really are, not for their body, fake hair, tan, nails or appearance. Its the personality that matters, and who the person is on the inside. No one will ever be perfect.

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We Remember Your Childhood Well

4 March, 2008 at 4:07 pm (Poems) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

Nobody hurt you. Nobody turned off the light and argued
with somebody else all night. The bad man on the moors
was only a movie you saw. Nobody locked the door.Your questions were answered fully. No. That didn’t occur.
You couldn’t sing anyway, cared less. The moment’s a blur, a Film Fun
laughing itself to death in the coal fire. Anyone’s guess.

Nobody forced you. You wanted to go that day. Begged. You chose
the dress. Here are the pictures, look at you. Look at us all,
smiling and waving, younger. The whole thing is inside your head.

What you recall are impressions; we have the facts. We called the tune.
The secret police of your childhood were older and wiser than you, bigger
than you. Call back the sound of their voices. Boom. Boom. Boom.

Nobody sent you away. That was an extra holiday, with people
you seemed to like. They were firm, there was nothing to fear.
There was none but yourself to blame if it ended in tears.

What does it matter now? No, no, nobody left the skidmarks of sin
on your soul and laid you wide open for Hell. You were loved.
Always. We did what was best. We remember your childhood well.

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I Am The Biggest Fucking Arsehole In The World.

2 March, 2008 at 3:13 pm (Heartbreak, My Life) (, , , , , , , , )

Im sorry to whoever i hurt.

 I feel like the most hated person in the world right now.

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My Valentines Day – DUMPED

15 February, 2008 at 9:02 pm (My Life) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Ok, so here is my Valentines Day, in words, for anyone to read ❤

I woke up at 6:30, by the sound of my alarm on my phone blaring in my ear, couldn’t figure out where it was coming from, then realised i was lying on my phone, so i turned it off, rolled over, and went back to sleep.

Dad woke me up at 7:10, yelled at me, told me i was a lazy bitch, and to get up, so i did, straightened my hair, did my makeup, and got my bag.

Rob has taken me back, so i was actually looking forward to this Valentines Day, I got rob the most amazing card, about a metre tall, with two teddy bears, “To My Loving Boyfriend” i also got him a sweet “I love you” teddy bear and a heart shaped helium balloon, put them in a box, filled it with heart shaped confetti and rose petals, and wrapped it up ready to post on the way to school, even though it wouldn’t be there in time, at least he would get it. We had been going through a bad patch, he wasn’t talking to me, so i was waiting for him to, and hoping that the present would break the ice.

I was running late, so didn’t have time to post it, so made a mental note to do it that evening, and went to school.

I got to school, didn’t get a single Valentines Day card, or a single rose. I find it kind of embarrassing when my 12 year old brother gets more than i do, and all he got was a rose. Oh well, i didn’t let it get to me, because i had the best boyfriend in the world!

I had double PE, which is like the last thing i would ever want to do on a Thursday morning when it is freezing cold. Luckily we only had to do fitness, so we put on the aerobics dance video. DISASTER. I have no coordination. I knew that before, luckily for me, my best mate doesn’t either, so we attempted this video while tripping over each-others feet. Laugh of the day.

Had break, then ICT, carried on with my coursework, and screamed at the printer because it kept getting jammed. Went to art, organised all my coursework, sulked about how my drawing of a piece of coral looked more like an overly used bristly toothbrush than coral.

Had lunch, then went to chemistry, where i couldn’t even remember the two main groups of elements on the periodic table. Metals and Non-Metals…. grrrrrrrrrrrr. I am so far behind on my coursework that me and Cazzie got sent to the LRC (Library) to do the coursework. We sat there, gossiped, became lesbian valentines, and doodled in a notebook, which is now the official “Maths NoteBook” (how original).

The bell went, and i had to say goodbye to Cazzie, narrowly avoid lesbian sex in the toilet (inside joke) and went to ICT to do some coursework after school. My teacher said how good my work was!! I was actually quite proud.

I then had to walk home, carrying my huge art folder. I kid you not, this thing is HUGE, and so heavy. It took my 45 minutes to walk home with it, when it usually takes 30.

I got home, kept and eye on my brother, and went on the laptop. Changed my msn name, putting in a tribute to my new lesbian valentine, Cazzie, a joke, obviously.

My boyfriend messaged me on msn, told me it was over. Almost five months of my life, gone, just like that. So we had a long discussion/argument about how it was over. I asked him to tell me on the phone, i thought i would feel better being dumped by his voice, not his words on the screen, but i wasn’t, i just sat there and cried down the phone to him, begging him not to dump me, which resulted with him hanging up on me…(YAY for dignity). I went offline, threw the card away, and the teddy, and let the balloon go, (it got stuck in a tree. Just my luck.) and cried my heart out on the phone to various people, and crawled into bed with a bottle of vodka, chocolate, and ice cream. Typical dumped syndrome.

Of all the days he could of dumped me, he had to pick then. No break up has ever hurt this much before, i would do anything to have him back. We had our whole life planned, down to our wedding cake, now its gone.

He started texting me at 11, and we spent till 12 texting, he said he still loved me, but wont date me. He has completely broke my heart. He knew how much i loved him, i have never felt this way. Everything reminds me of him, i really cannot live without him,  im so scared of loving anyone else, all they do is break my heart.

Thanks for reading about my day, i didn’t know it would be so shit!

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Love Knows No Distance

12 February, 2008 at 7:41 pm (Music, Poems) (, , , , )

How can the world judge what we do today?
If we mean but well, how are we astray?
How can anyone dare tell us we’re wrong
When our hearts speak otherwise?

So often we’re told to keep straight in line.
“Don’t be diff’rent for it’s a deadly crime.
Love through lines and wires can never be real.”
This they claim with heartless words;

Even my family doesn’t want to believe
Through chance I found my lover on a screen
But when we’ve cut the wires and joined our hands
I have to wonder if they understand

He’s just a stranger that I met online
I’m sure to get it if we meet in real time
But I know better: We’re in love, you see
And if they still claim to know better than me

I’ll tell the fools the truth that you’re
My favorite stranger.

Oh yes, my favorite stranger.

How can the world believe in their own lies,
Discourage hope, bring tears to empty eyes?
They care not for the heartbreak that they cause,
Only their selfish belief.

Maybe they’ll come to realize in time
When my heart stays with you, your hand in mine
Not every man thinks only of one thing;
Nor am I a desperate fool.

I know you well; I’ve read you like a book,
And every day I take another look.
Love’s about learning, and we always will.
Yet even when we touch they insist still

He’s just a stranger that I met online
I’m sure to get it when we meet in real time
But I know better: We’re in love, you see
And if they still claim to know better than me

I’ll tell the fools the truth that you’re
My favorite stranger.

You’re my favorite stranger.

Not a word amiss, not a soul apart:
You’re the living breath behind my beating heart
You’re the reason I am filled with love today
And no lie can take that away.

You’re just a stranger that I met online,
But we’re the same now that we’ve met in real time.
Yes, I knew better; I trusted my heart.
And even when we’ll once more be apart,

I’ll insist you’ll always be
My favorite stranger. 

Author’s Comments
The world claims that is it impossible to love over long distance or the internet because you supposedly “cannot know the person” and because of the lack of physical contact.
My sister in particular made a rather snide remark the day before Jeff arrived, claiming, “He’s only a stranger. You can’t possibly know anything about him. You’ve invited a stranger to our house.”

Of course, I know much better. I got exactly what was “advertised”.

I wanted to write this song because of that inspiration. Many people mistakenly say that online friends cannot be real friends and online love is impossible. They refuse to accept that there are some circles of interest so small that perhaps the only way to connect them is by the internet. They refuse to accept that some people have greater patience and understanding and honesty than the average man and can deal with the hardships of a long-distance relationship.

They refuse to accept that not everyone in the internet is a serial killer or rapist looking for their next victim, instead choosing to believe the media which is so often full of filth and lies.

Internet and long-distance relationships are certainly not for everyone, but to the determined, such obstacles will not last forever. Not even those who do not believe in us, or mock us, or discourage us. 

 

I did not write this, but i think its lovely, credit to the author.

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Quotes – 12th Feb

12 February, 2008 at 7:17 pm (Quotes And Sayings) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Hold a mirror to show just what
you’ve become & read your diary
to figure out where things went wrong.

Some people just need a little help;
some just need to be forgiven.

You can hide a lot about yourself.
You can hide embarrassment,
you can hide anger,
& you can even hide shame,
but you can’t hide a smile (=

Someone asked me where I thought
heaven was, so I pointed to you
& said, “In his arms.”

You got a dream, you gotta protect it.
People can’t do something themselves,
they wanna tell you that you can’t do it.
You want something? Go get it.

Life without love is like
a tree without any leaves.

The way I feel for you, I can’t describe.
It’s almost too intense to verbalize;
essentially you’re all I’m living for.

The more you show your feelings,
the more people can find ways to hurt you.

And then he hits you with that one last promise & you want it to be the truth so bad. You’re looking in his eyes & you’re crying, saying, “He’s not lying.” But you know he is

Self-injury is a sign of distress, not madness.
We should be congratulated on
having found a way of surviving.

I’m afraid of being alone forever,
dreams not being fulfilled,
having something tragic happen,
losing someone close to me,
or just losing the sense of being alive altogether.

Darling, I would hate to ruin this because
we both know that it’s almost flawless.
But those beautiful nights don’t last forever
& a beautiful world will never exist.

When we first met, I didn’t want to get involved with anyone. I didn’t have the time or energy & I wasn’t sure that I was ready for it. But you were so good to me & I got swept up in that & little by little I found myself falling in love with you.

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Regarding Earlier Post

9 February, 2008 at 10:54 pm (My Life, Quotes And Sayings) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

Just a response to my earlier post: https://samanthalouise.wordpress.com/2008/02/08/holding-on-to-him/

 He finally dumped me for real, i guess i deserved it.

I never loved anyone as much as i loved him, and being dumped has never hurt that much, i guess i now know the true feeling of heartbreak.

5 things i will remember:

  • The first time he told me he loved me.
  • How he asked me to be his gf while we were playing hangman online.
  • How we were going to have chocolate wedding cake.
  • Boom Boom Boom, i want you in my room and Avril Lavigne – Innocence
  • When he said they were having Gales, and i asked “Who’s Gale?”
If I don’t make things right
I’ll tell you one last time
I don’t wanna know it’s over
So save your goodbye kiss
I don’t wanna know it’s over
Cause ignorance is bliss
I can hardly see
What’s in front of me
Cause the vodka’s running on empty
I can’t stay sober
If it’s over

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9 February, 2008 at 12:36 am (Quotes And Sayings) (, , , , , , , )

love

you’re not friends. you’ll never be friends.
you’ll be in love til it kills you both.
you’ll fight and you’ll have sex, and you’ll
hate eachother until it makes you quiver.
but you will never be friends.

WISH YOU WERE HERE

there is someone in her past that she hasn’t gotten over yet.
Each day’s like the last. She misses what she cant forget.
Its just an empty space where something used to be.
Now she guards the gate, but she’s lost the key.
So no one enters, but no one leaves.

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Holding On To Him

8 February, 2008 at 4:50 pm (Music, My Life) (, , , , , , )

On sunday, i did something really stupid, and lost the one person i love more than anything, he says we have a chance together still, but he is unsure.

I keep listening to this song, and wanted to post the lyrics here, because i am holding on to him, and refuse to let him go.

You’re not alone
Together we stand
I’ll be by your side, you know I’ll take your hand
When it gets cold
And it feels like the end
There’s no place to go
You know I won’t give in
No I won’t give in

Keep holding on
‘Cause you know we’ll make it through, we’ll make it through
Just stay strong
‘Cause you know I’m here for you, I’m here for you
There’s nothing you could say
Nothing you could do
There’s no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
‘Cause you know we’ll make it through, we’ll make it through

So far away
I wish you were here
Before it’s too late, this could all disappear
Before the doors close
And it comes to an end
With you by my side I will fight and defend
I’ll fight and defend
Yeah, yeah

Keep holding on
‘Cause you know we’ll make it through, we’ll make it through
Just stay strong
‘Cause you know I’m here for you, I’m here for you
There’s nothing you could say

Nothing you could do
There’s no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
‘Cause you know we’ll make it through, we’ll make it through

Hear me when I say, when I say I believe
Nothing’s gonna change, nothing’s gonna change destiny
Whatever’s meant to be will work out perfectly
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

La da da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da da

Keep holding on
‘Cause you know we’ll make it through, we’ll make it through
Just stay strong
‘Cause you know I’m here for you, I’m here for you
There’s nothing you could say
Nothing you could do
There’s no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
‘Cause you know we’ll make it through, we’ll make it through

Keep holding on
Keep holding on

There’s nothing you could say
Nothing you could do
There’s no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
‘Cause you know we’ll make it through, we’ll make it through

I Really hope we can make it through.

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