People assume that all I do is write. They never stop and think, "Hey...maybe she's not who we think she is. Maybe...maybe she's something more." They take one look at me and assume that I'm just like all the other girls. Well, I'm not. I'm nothing like those brainless bimbos who think they're cool just because they stick their fingers down their throats and barf up their breakfast. I'm not like...

Today, one of my best friends had an allergic reaction to peanuts. I'd never seen him cry before. He'd always seemed so strong...so...indestructable. But when I was walking past the office, I saw him sitting there with an oxygen mask. And he looked at me...just looked at me...with the tears pouring down his cheeks. I felt so scared, right then. It was the most scared I've ever felt. I'd always...

And the moral of the story is: It's easier to accept departure than to live in denial...he's never coming back. Accept it. And move on. No matter how much it kills you.aparrently this entry is too short so i am going to just spam spam spam spam spam spam spam spam spam oh my god oh my god oh my god if i do not stop writing soon then i am going to go into a rant about bruno leaving even though i...

Why do people say they understand what I'm going through?? Why do they pretend to know how I feel?? Don't they know that they only make it worse?? They lie. They say they know...they have no idea. Those idiots. How could they possibly understand?? And if you're going to try to comfort me, save your breath. It don't need or want your pity. I get along just fine without it. And if that makes me a...

Have you ever noticed how beautiful the rain is?? People think of rain as a bad omen, or simply just a weather-malfunction...when it really is quite beautiful. And not to mention, the most romantic weather in the universe. Just look at my username!! It's raining right now...I can smell the freshness of it. The grass is all dewy, and the flowers all have silver bubbles resting on their petals. So...

Even though I know it will all be over soon...all the good times we've had...even though I know that they'll fade away into nothing but a memory...I'm somehow not afraid. I'm not afraid of the end. I'm only afraid of those memories fading into nothing..I'm afraid of forgetting. I don't want to forget you, Bruno. I couldn't live with myself. I love you...so, so much...and that's why I'm afraid of...

Losing the people you love are the hardest parts in life. The hardest part of losing someone, is saying good-bye for the last time...even though you don't know it's the last time while you say it. I remember when my daddy left...it was on my 2nd birthday. He didn't even say good-bye. He just walked out the door. I never saw him again. Eleven years later, he turned up in Canada with my two older...

Everyone always tells me that it'll be alright...that everything will turn out fine...I almost believed them this time. Everythin was going great...so I thought 'Why not?? Give things a chance to go your way'. And just when I let my gaurd down and decided to take each step when it came to me, it all went wrong. Sometimes, it's best not to listen to people like that. But it's not over yet. If...

My life had been going so well...I had an amazing boyfriend, my parents stopped fighting, and school was looking up. Now, my boyfriend is moving to Mount Pleasant, my parents are getting a divorce (My stepdad and my mom), and I'm failing English!! I don't really know what to do...besides my best friend, nothing is really going too well. What if everything was reversed? What if I had a perfect...

I have two characters.My first character, the outer character, is strong. She doesn't cry, or hide, or be afraid. She smiles and laughs with her friends. Never sad, never lonely. She might be crazy and random at times, but that's just the way she is. No one can tell my outer character who she is or where she's going. She already knows that. No one takes her hand and leads her out of danger. She...