December 2011
42 posts
Groups of three.
xjuliehuynh:
I hate being in a group of three, sometimes. Someone always gets left out and feels like the other two are having so much fun without you there. You also have that slight feeling that they might be talking bad about you.
How come all the pretty Asian girls look the same.
Makes them less pretty each time. Knowing there are 886643335 other girls that look just the same.
I ask myself everyday, why have I been so down lately. I’ve been down for multiple reasons, but I have no way of explaining it at all. No way of putting it into words for it to make sense.
It’s just a feeling I guess. A mixture of my past, & present. All the things I’ve been through/ have done/ things I’ve been regretting have all come back to haunt me in some way....
I’m not the same anymore.
Going to the studio tomorrow. I feel like I haven’t danced in weeks.
I wish it was tomorrow already. When I step into that place, my mind’s worry free. That’s something I need the most. A clear mind, & the only thing that’s needed to focus on is dancing.
blueberrycheesecake2010 asked: feeeel better everything will be fine girl;)
I’m sitting in my room upset, teary eyed, reminiscing through all the bullshit I’ve been going through, & eating a pint of ice cream.
So stereo typical.
deannatrann:
I wish I can sleep and never wake up again I’d like that.
phaibooty:
Hey you.
Its best if I push you away now… I’m just going to hurt you later on. I have too much bullshit in my life, my family, and my coping methods. I don’t want to be a bother to you. I don’t want to add my bullshit onto yours. So.. I have to push you away now… Sorry.
Is it okay to cry? I’m never sure anymore.
People that complain about what other people do.
You’re being an asshole. Just shut up.
I miss the feeling of being kissed.
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I don’t know why I’m thinking about all this now, maybe cos’ I can’t sleep.
But I went through so much this year, I can barely explain it. 2011 has been the worst year yet. Probably cos’ of the social networking, fake bitches, & my constant over thinking. I’m preparing my mind for the worst. Hopefully 2012 treats me right. I’m definitely not making...
I’m tired of people telling me to just “forget about it”. It’s not that fucking easy. Especially if you’ve been put through the same situation more than once. Telling me to forget about it will only make me think about it more. These days, things like loosing one of the most important people in your life isn’t something to just “forget” about.
People always leave.
No matter how close you guys are. Someone ends up fucking things up.
2011 has been one of the hardest years I have ever...
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure, one man’s pain is another man’s pleasure.
I’m glad to say, I’m enjoying the way my life is now. I have everything I need. A family, house, food, friends, a best friend. etc.
There’s no more I’d like to ask for. I’ve realized, wanting more will only get my down knowing the things I want will never come to me. Things like new clothes, to things like taking back mistakes, & regrets. Everything that’s...
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I've been lagging on life itself.
I need encouragement, & inspiration to keep me motivated in doing the things I do..
I’d rather be single, than have someone play with my feelings & emotions.
You don’t even realize half the things you do, effect me & the way I feel. When will MY feelings ever matter.
Nobody ever reassures how I feel. They come to a conclusion that I’m an ignorant person that doesn’t care about anything. Nor will I ever become affected by the things people say/ do to me. Of course I give a fuck. Im just like everyone else, I have feelings too.
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When you’re drinking boba, & they put too many tapioca balls.
All you suck are the balls.
I’m straight, but I find some girls highly attractive. Mostly import models.
I wouldn’t date a girl though.
Ok
I’m still waiting for you to explain yourself.
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My parents/ family never support me in anything I do. Whether it’s dance, school, or the way I’ve socialized & changed in general.
I get no encouragement from them. Nor have they ever said to me “I’m so proud of you”. I’d kill to hear those words come out of my their mouth. Nothing I do will please anyone in my family. I’ve worked my hardest to become...
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