Thoughts from an Unknown.


All We Know.
September 28, 2009, 11:28 pm
Filed under: Depression, school | Tags: , , , , , , ,

Today was a really hard day. Today was a day of a lot of tears. Today was a day that I almost wish had never happened. The things that defined today:

  1. I went to school looking like a freak (dressed up as Marilyn Manson for spirit week)
  2. People at my school are ignorant.
  3. I didn’t feel well.
  4. I was waiting for the cast list of the fall play to be posted.
  5. I didn’t make it.
  6. I spent most of sixth hour/seventh hour/after school crying.

The only glimmer of hope within my shitty Pandora box day was Travis. I was at his locker and started bawling my eyes out. He puts his hand on my shoulder and tells me that everything is going to be okay. Then I was like, oh yeah, and theres this guy that I like and he won’t hold my hand because of something that I couldn’t control. He grabbed my hand :]] He really does make me feel special and I wonder whats going to happen in the future, especially with Drew coming home soon.

Well, it’s late. I have school tomorrow. I’m going to be a Jedi for magician/clown day by wearing my Snuggie :]



Turning Japanese.
November 28, 2008, 12:05 am
Filed under: Friends, Insight, random | Tags: , , , , ,

(It’s old, I wrote it two days ago and I didn’t get to post it… so I am now. I hate having drafts.)

I feel like crying a little. I don’t know why, but hmmm… I went to the boys swim practice monday with Melad and it was fun :] I like me some Michael in jammers <3 He is so fucking sexy and I wish I didn’t like him sometimes. A lot of the time actually. Maybe I should spend time liking someone that I will actually have one day, not someone that doesn’t show emotions or let you in. I think that reason that I don’t want to let go is because I have already spent soo much time and the thing is, I have made progress. He is slowly, slowly opened up to me some.

I just don’t want to give up on something and then look back one day and wonder what would have happened if I had tried a little harder that maybe it would have worked. I don’t want Michael to be my first regret.

(Not letting go of him would have been the thing to regret)



Just Say Your Not Into It.
November 1, 2008, 3:47 pm
Filed under: Depression, Insight, love | Tags: , , , , , , , , ,

Well, maybe rock bottom isn’t so bad. Maybe I will get used to this feeling… no doubt this has to do with Michael. He is the reason all I wanted to do yesterday, Halloween, was curl up on the couch and die. I did that more or less… I layed down and wacthed scary movies, drank hot coco, and cheered for the bad guy. I also found myself actually thinking as a satanist… I was in bed and I had a thought. “It is all hollows eve, the holiest of all days, and I am in bed by 11:40. Lame.”

Lately, one of the small pleasures I get in life is talking to Travis, Michael’s brother. He is adorable and a truely awesome kid… I mean young man. He likes saying that he is a “man”. I dont’ mind though because besides Wes and Kris, it seems like he is the only person who cares about me. Talking to him and seeing him has become a hgihlight of my day. He just makes me smile for no reason all the time. I went to the Choir Concert on thursday. I sat next to him and I know this is going to sound a little creepy, but I found myself watching him an awful lot. I can’t help but look at him and smile. It’s been a long time since I have felt this way. He is just so… real you know? He doesn’t put up a front when he is around me. He just is who he is. I dont’ have to try around him.

Reading that, it sure sounds like I like like him doesn’t it? Well, I can’t completely say that I don’t, but I am really really REALLY trying to push it out of my mind. I can’t like him. I can’t like him. He is 14. I am 16. He is a freshmen. I am a junior. He is michael’s brother for pete’s sake!!!! I can’t like him. I can’t like him. The more I say it though, the less I believe it. I have asked people and they think that it is okay. Two years is no big deal right? I mean… I am being a giant hypocrite. My last bf was 21… thats FIVE years. I am hoping that I just kinda have this feeling because he is like Michael, plus some more. He really does have all the things that Michael is missing. Besides, what’s wrong with liking him?… it’s not like I am in a relationship with him right? Hehe. I just remembered that he is probally going to read this and either 1, be scared, or 2, be scared and think I’m crazy. I would bet on both. Who knows, maybe I will be right for a change.

….took a break…

Well, I just got done talking to Michael and from the conversation I can say that he doesn’t like me. Maybe it is okay for me to blame myself. I know everyone is going to say that it isn’t my fault, but I know it is. There has to be something about me that he doesn’t like which makes it my problem. He really is a sweet guy, but I don’t know. All I can tell myself is that I am going to be better off by  not liking him anymore.

I can’t just NOT like him though. I have spent so much time on him and the feelings I have for him that I really kinda don’t know what to do now. I don’t know if thisngs are going to change between me and him now, or if there is still going to be that unlying feeling present. I know I will get through this, but like I said in a previous… I don’t think that I am going to be okay.

I am so mad at myself for allowing myself to get hurt again. I know that I was putting myself out there by having feelings for him, but I didn’t think that it would hurt the second time around. I really did hope that it would work out and that I wouldn’t have to experience the pain of a broken heart again… I have no idea where to go from here, but hopefully I will get through this again and still be okay.

I really hope I will be okay… I don’t think so though. I can’t get through this on my own. Not again.



A Lonely September.

     Last night I went to the movies. I saw Sex and the City. I thought that it was going to be an amazing moving and it was, but it kind of hit something inside of me. It made me realize that there is something wrong with me. There really is. I watch happy love movies and read books where there is soo much love and I cry. I cry because it’s what I want. I cry because it’s what I don’t have. Everyone else cries during sad movies… I cry during happy love stories. I just want to be okay. I want to be able to watch a movie, read a book, or listen to a song without feeling a little empty. It seems that because I can’t make sense of myself… I am hurting people around me.

     I was talking to Steven last night and I said some very mean things, but he was making me so mad. He is such a somber person sometimes. He is one of those people that doesn’t really believe in love anymore. He used to… I don’t know what happened to him. He used to talk to me, but now… it’s like I am the extra baggage you never want to open. The stuff you throw to the back of the closet. I think that maybe I might be going a little too hard on him, but where did he get off telling me that I’m not in love with Drew??? How would he know. He would know though because I told him that I was in love with Drew a really long time ago. I know that I love him. I just do. When you want to make someone happy more than you do yourself. When you would risk your life for that person. When you would do anything for that other person… That’s what love is. I don’t see how everyone thinks that because I am 15 I don’t know what love is. That there is no way that what I feel like love. It just really hurts knowing no one thinks my feelings are real…

     Steven said that I’m not IN love with Drew… that I love him. The only way I could be in love with Drew is if he was IN love with me too. I found the perfect song by Plain White T’s to explain how I feel… It’s my title. You should listen to it if you care to know how I feel. Now that I have written off someone who once meant so much to me… I don’t know if being in love with Drew is a good thing. When we were together I wasn’t the happiest that I have ever been. I would float when he told me that he would always love me… I really want to say that he meant it, but I doubt it so often. If he really did love me, wouldn’t he talk to me? Wouldn’t he be with me?

     What I wouldn’t give to have one chance tonight…

 

 

SIGHT good news. I take my road test tomorrow and if I pass I get my license on my sixteenth birthday. 13 days :]