There are a lot of things I wish I could just tell to the people I want to say them to, but I’m a coward. I know I am, and I know that’s all I’ll ever be. There is one person in my life who always seems to show up just when things are rough, and he makes them better. He can make me blush and smile like there is no tomorrow. I giggle more than usual while talking to him, and genuinely feel...

I'm really sick of all this drama. All I'm trying to do is live out my life, and yet- all this drama has to be spilt out in front of me. I would truly adore for it all to stop, and for people to lay off. All these rumors and he-said-she-said stories are making me sick. I can understand that at times things fall apart; people aren't together forever. Does this really give reason to speak of others...

I used to watch on as people went about their lives, pretending everything was fine: dandy. I never realized how hurt a lot of people really were because I refused to believe it. Humans are selfish creatures. It's hard to find anyone who actually thinks about others, and means everything they say.I have issues, I know I do, I will never say I don't. I also know there are people out there with it...

I thought maybe I could actually be a good person for him, help him heal, but now I realize I never will. He deserves the world, and I can't give that to him. He deserves happiness, and it seems I can't bring that to him, either. I can't do anything to keep happiness his way. All I want is for him to smile a real smile, laugh a genuin laugh, and be purly happy. I'm noticing now I'm not the person...