THE WORLD HATES ME.
I don't care whether you're of this world or not. It's stabbing me in the back as if I've got everything to lose.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
No matter what happens between us
there's nothing that can stop me, or you, because everyone breaks their own boundaries.
What is carried out
does not place back in the way it used to.
I really haven't blogged in a while. Yet to invade my own privacy of the past, I want to date back to when I made the stupidest decision of my life. When was this? I don't know when it started, but it's a common thing that happens to most people. Many people may or may not know this, but there are times when I can never get things straight, and yet I still continue to do it. I'm the type of person who's so disorganized, I can get my room messy within an hour. That's unusual. There were times I didn't know whether I was hurting someone's feelings or not. Pride and humility are common in everyone. Pride, as taking something you accomplished in the wrong ways. As if you've controlled so much that you wouldn't even think of the slightest thought that someone else has done the same thing. Yet you try to make it more interesting by lying or giving authority over someone else. I felt that way sometimes. Being able to be proud of myself even if things weren't perfect, I took advantage of it and later grew out of that condition. (I won't mention details) It's something I worry about. I worry that I might repeat some steps I've taken, I worry that maybe everyone will point fingers at me and make me realize that I'm that horrible. Right now, I feel that I'm just there. I'm a necessity. You can take me or not, nothing would change or happen. But it's alright, I know that I'm on and off with everyone. It's understandable, I take too much 'Jovey time' in me. Hopefully someone can understand what I'm going through. There are others that struggle with this, but what I need is someone to point that finger and tell me I'm wrong, because this whole time, I feel like I can't even express myself completely.
I really haven't blogged in a while. Yet to invade my own privacy of the past, I want to date back to when I made the stupidest decision of my life. When was this? I don't know when it started, but it's a common thing that happens to most people. Many people may or may not know this, but there are times when I can never get things straight, and yet I still continue to do it. I'm the type of person who's so disorganized, I can get my room messy within an hour. That's unusual. There were times I didn't know whether I was hurting someone's feelings or not. Pride and humility are common in everyone. Pride, as taking something you accomplished in the wrong ways. As if you've controlled so much that you wouldn't even think of the slightest thought that someone else has done the same thing. Yet you try to make it more interesting by lying or giving authority over someone else. I felt that way sometimes. Being able to be proud of myself even if things weren't perfect, I took advantage of it and later grew out of that condition. (I won't mention details) It's something I worry about. I worry that I might repeat some steps I've taken, I worry that maybe everyone will point fingers at me and make me realize that I'm that horrible. Right now, I feel that I'm just there. I'm a necessity. You can take me or not, nothing would change or happen. But it's alright, I know that I'm on and off with everyone. It's understandable, I take too much 'Jovey time' in me. Hopefully someone can understand what I'm going through. There are others that struggle with this, but what I need is someone to point that finger and tell me I'm wrong, because this whole time, I feel like I can't even express myself completely.
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