Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Clinginess at its best
Monday, December 16, 2013
Shine in the spotlight
"She'll always be everything I'm not and she'll always be better than who I'll ever be. I know that we have to accept who we are and love ourselves just how we are because that's us and nothing's wrong because nobodys perfect and everybody, even those with the most luxurious lives, go through pain and misery at some points in their lives. They have their own insecurities and their own fears and problems.
But some people are just so perfect on the outside it gets me all questioning about myself. She's pretty in all her pictures, in everything that she wears. she's smart and funny and wise. she's cool, way cooler than I'll ever be. She's friendly and creative and kind and thoughtful. she's beautiful in every way possible. she's fun and she sings and she's wild, young and free.
I want that. I want to be like her. I wanna step outside of my body for a week and just live in hers and enjoy what its like to be someone so extraordinary and so beautiful."
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Blood is thicker than water?
Sometimes you meet new people and you fall in love. With siblings, i guess you just have to love them without a choice? But you know, like siblings love as in with all the fights and never showing you love them love.
So sometimes people you get attached to go away and when they're out of sight, they're not exactly out of mind. Instead, you miss them. You start to miss how things are when they were around and just the company of them. But sometimes you miss the person you see everyday, the person who lives under the same roof as you. Sometimes you miss talking to them even though you dont really talk often or a lot. Sometimes you miss going out with them. Sometimes you just miss them.
I dont know where im getting here but i guess all im saying is that i miss my sister? And that i actually get how aaliya feels when i go out with my friends or depend on my friends more than i do on her. Not that she wants me to depend on her or anything. But you know, sometimes when you dont see people often, you kinda expect them to hang out with you even though its rare that you do. Love is weird.
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
And then my conscience speaks
"Dear diary,
I dont understand this at all. If i were to think any harder, id crack my head open. What are these feelings? What are these thoughts? Theyre spinning round my head like those little kids playing ring around a roses. Theyre giving me sleep deprivation as well as insomnia. Why do i care so much? Why do i want to rush to his aid when hes in need and why does it frustrates me that i know i cant? Why do i think so much of it? Why do i let myself fall even when ive fallen over and over again and never hitting the ground on the spot that i want to fall on? I know that in reality, that spot on the ground doesnt exist because its just too surreal.
I dont think the world is being fair because ive been through this. What ever happened to lightning never strikes twice at the same place? I have to refrain myself from thinking too far. Thinking leads to hoping leads to getting hurt. But why dont i learn from all those times of getting hurt?
I hate this."
You know, Amil, maybe its because you want to feel that way?
Friday, November 22, 2013
Distant?
It feels hollow; like something's missing. Different. I can't put it to words. It's like something's taking bits and pieces of me down; slowly, making things fade. It feels... distant. Like I'm far, far away. And there's nothing I can do about it.
Or maybe I just miss you.