Quotes For Today

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

Forever seems so lonely without you by my side </3 

friends

You’re only as strong as the table you dance on, the drinks you mix.. and the friends you keep

pon and zi

the only boy that deserves you, is the one who thinks he doesnt
the one that will stick by your side no matter how much you mess up
the one who will love and forgive you mistake after mistake after mistake

young love

you’re not the breath i breath…just the sweet scent i enjoy
you’re not the sights i see…just the most beautiful of them

you’re not the ground i walk on…just the partner i lean on
you’re not my life…just the one i want to spend it with

you’re not my world….you’re just the best thing in it
x

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A Random Post About Life And Perfection.

5 February, 2008 at 10:56 pm (My Life) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

I have the feeling that im standing in front of a mirror and seeing myself for what i am for the very first time. Then i get the feeling I’m watching myself look into that mirror from a distance, so i can see myself clearly,  as-well as my reactions to myself.

Its a strange feeling.

 Like life is running away, and their is no way to pull it back, the harder i try to catch up with it, the faster it runs. Every-time I’m looking back in the mirror, and still unaccomplished, like i never achieve nothing, and all i do is mess things up.

Maybe i take what my parents say straight to heart, or maybe to seriously, but they are the only people I want to make happy in the world, they are the people i try my hardest for. I stopped trying for myself a long time ago. When I get straight A’s, they ain’t good enough, I know they expect straight A*’s, but that’s not going to happen. I already feel worthless enough, without their needed input. I don’t need their constant criticism, i feel bad enough anyway, I’m not going to meet their expectations,  so they should just drop it. So what if im not perfect? So what if i cant write in a perfectly straight line?

 I’m done with trying to be perfect. Perfection is something that cannot be made if it is not created from the start, yet perfection, once created can be destroyed all to easy. Our world, was created perfect, complete, yet it is slowly being destroyed. A human cannot be perfect, but can destroy perfect things. Maybe that’s just the way it was meant to be.

 I don’t really know what the point to the post was, but i know i have to stop trying to please everyone. Stop trying to be perfect, because it is never going to happen. Time is going to run away, and i cant stop it, but i have to make the most of it, the best i can. We all do.

Live Each Day Like It’s Your Last.

Make Every Moment Count.

Live Every Hour, Every Minute, Every Day.

Life Is What You Make It.

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25th January 2008

25 January, 2008 at 5:13 pm (Quotes And Sayings) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Good friends will be there to take your drink away from you when they know you’ve had enough.
…But your best friends
will look at you tripping over your own two feet and say ”Bitch drink the rest of that.
You know we dont waste that kinda shit!”

people are going to want you, need you,
exceed you, take you, beat you, love you,
hate you, play you, rate you, save you, &
break you……..but thats not what makes you.

Who are you ; to judge the life I live?
I know I`m not perfect – & I don`t live to be.
But before you start pointing fingers ,,
Make sure YOUR hands are clean

did i disapoint you? or let you down?
should i be feeling quilty? or let the judges frown?
because i saw the end, before we’d began
yes i saw you were blind and i knew i had won.
so i took whats mine by eternal right…
i took your soul into the night.
it may be over, but it wont stop there
i am here for you, if you’d only care.

you touched my heart, you touched my soul
you changed my life, and all my goals.
and love is blind and that i knew when
my heart was blinded by you
i’ve kissed your lips and held your hand…
shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, i know your smell…ive been
addicted to you.

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