I Discovered Something...

Glad I Came

It has been a while, I feel like anyways, since I have written anything in here. I have pretty much have had different friends as diary's, but that is not the same as having your life written down. I realize how much it actually helps, now that I haven't been doing it. I want to start doing this much more, school work is just crazy. Anyways, why don't we get to the point? Which is me, that just sounds so self-centered.
I have started my second semester in college, and when I think back on it I think happy thoughts, but as if I have not been living life to the fullest. I spend 85% of my time with my gay best friend which is just too ridiculous. I just can't seem to stop, I've actually have had dreams of him being my boyfriend. That scares me, I would not want that to happen really, theirs no way in hell it would work out, being honest with myself. As far as my best friend goes, if anyone can remember, the one that I basically fawn over to the point of pathetic, yeah that one, I'm going to go visit her for Thanksgiving break. Hope anyone that reads this is proud of me, I told her I was bi. Personal achievement, but now it's almost like I want to backtrack, but I know that would be stupid.

Hi...Anyone?

Feel

Have you ever felt like once you say something out loud it becomes real, so you rather not saying anything at all. That's what I feel like now.

"a heart that's harder than stone and it hurts to hold on, but it's missed when it's gone"- Brand New

So once again I find myself in the same spot, in the middle of 4 walls in my room in the middle of the night, awake because my brain does not know when to stop racing. I have stopped coming to this website because I didn't think anyone cares, which hasn't change, but when I think atleast I will have this to remember. A place to scream, where I don't have to worry about anyone's feelings, my safe place, a sort of home. I felt like doing a blog or a diary entry the way I see it, because I feel hurt. It hurts on the inside. Today I was suppose to skype with my roommate from college, and our gay friend because he's living with her for the rest of the summer. I'm going back two weeks early to live with her too, since she invited, knowing I'm not particularly fond of the small town I'm in now. She had to remind me to go on skype since I got screwed up, because of the time difference. We were talking and I thought everything was fine, then she was like oh ha ha the internet is acting weird, and went off. Knowing her I thought she was just kidding, then they never went back on, or texted me or anything. Later on tonight, he posted on one of our mutual friends facebook, guess the internet was fine at the house. That hurt. Then I go, fine, I can always rely on my best friend, sort of, kind of. So I ask her if she wants to Skype, if she couldn't that would be fine, just a question. Stab to the heart->her boyfriend was at her house for the week and then she was going to maryland with him for a week. I have been begging her to come visit me, but knowing her dad can be completly over protective, she said he will never let her go anywhere, even if I and a group of people were with her. She refused to ever argue or stand up to her father to come see me, I doubt she even asked. But she can go with a biyfriend, and here is the kicker, she is coming back alone. Now their is no problem, to argue with him to get that. That hurt.

I wanted to tell anyone out there that ever wants to talk or has questions feel free to email me at findmehere54@gmail.com


xoxo

Insides spilled across the Floor

Break me,
take me, and use me up.
Pick me up just to slam me into the ground.
I need to know that you still care,
I need to feel you wrapped around me.
Where is my home when you are not around me?
Please refuse to let me slip into the ghost of myself.
Bring me back to vivid colors and a world full of shapes.
Force me to see the sun when its still rainig.
Make me play in the dark, like I use to know to do so well.
See me for who I am,
because these walls are built too high to knock down.
Please, I beg you to put the effort in to save me.
I'm drowning, I'm chocking on my past, on the words I hold back.
Feel me move, let me remember the steps to your heart.
My heart beats in sync with others, don't let that change.
Fight for what is yours.
I can't let you down, I'm crying from the pain.
Do something.
Do anything.
Just don't forget me.