first of all, can I just say ohmygawdohmygawdohmygawd.
Okay, now I’m done.
anyways, I’ve only been writing (or trying to anyway) for the past six months and I don’t think anyone understands exactly how ecstatic I am to be nominated for an award. (I’m sure people who have been writing for much lesser have been nominated but well, I’m really happy so yeah.)
thank you (https://grabbetycovens.wordpress.com/) so much for nominating me, but no i’m not standing for this award just as yet. I honestly don’t think I deserve it at this point. [also go check out the link I mentioned above.]
I mean, lets be honest I don’t update regularly and I probably don’t put half as much effort as the other people nominated for this.
But, thank you so much for nominating me, I am truly honored and I promise to update regularly from now on and pour my heart into every word I write from this moment forth.
Once again words cannot express my gratitude and I know I’m (100% sure) probably making a big deal out of this but yeah Thankyousomuch once again.
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hugs and kisses,
i feel everything,
all at once
i feel nothing at all,
i feel numb
i honestly don’t know whats worse
drowning beneath the waves
or dying from the thirst.
but there is a certain beauty to broken things, isn’t there?
roses aren’t always red
& violets aren’t exactly blue,
the society that we live in
it never seems to speak the truth.
Smiles aren’t always happy
& frowns aren’t inevitably upset,
people judge too quickly
& our feelings are what they forget.
they told me that to make him fall in love,
I had to make him laugh
but every time he does,
I’m the one who falls.
” sometimes it’s easier to pretend you don’t care
than to admit it’s killing you on the inside “
it’s falling hard
and you know what it reminds me of?
because it’s falling hard
and well I can think of a person,
memories are burdens,
which weighs down your mind,
it won’t allow you to move forward until you leave some behind.
Irony is when they tear a part of you,
little by little,
each and every day,
and then they have the audacity to call you incomplete.
i saw him.
i saw through him.
i saw through his pain.
i saw past that stupid bad boy facade.
And every bit
of his transparency
Stick with someone long enough to find out what really goes on behind those hooded eyes and guarded looks they shoot you.