Something I Will Never Understand
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
Some Realisations
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
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.
I Am The Biggest Fucking Arsehole In The World.
Im sorry to whoever i hurt.
I feel like the most hated person in the world right now.
Samie 