My little sister didn’t know that I had recently allowed my former girlfriend to read my 1st journal (which was pretty much full) and she responded by saying:
"She’s reading it?!"
What worries me is that she hasn’t responded at all to my messages afterwards and I almost feel like she might even hate me for all of this too D: I don’t mean any harm at all but I can stand the fact that my little sister may now be frustrated with me or maybe even mad at me. What’s worse is the thought of her talking with her older sister about it AND this will probably add on to all the stress she’s had on her plate as of lately D: This is just MAJOR suckage right now but I wish she would respond. I’m so worried about this all </3
I always write you letters that you will never receive. They seem to make me feel better about everything. Well I’m glad I have an outlet while I’m out here. I have no one to talk to about anything when I’m not online. I only have paper and a pencil. You should have seen me yesterday. I was writing my heart out to you. I just wish I had the guts to give it to you. But for now, they will remain in my notebook. Safe and sound.
Ah, the sheer brilliance of being able to do this.
because I can and I want my shenanigans to be recorded. My mic wasn’t OP so it’s choppy in some places but THANKFULLY, the game play is still hilarious XD. I’ll most likely input the text into the Youtube video for what I said but still, I am pretty excited over all this :D Once it finishes compressing and what not, I’ll post the link so we can all laugh and who knows, this may get big for me one day!
Either way, I’ll make a little series of my own called:
Divorce isn’t unreasonable. It’s pathetic, but it happens. Not that I’ve ever experienced such a tragedy but from what I can think of, it’s just a really, extremely bad breakup. I’m not saying the increasing divorce rate that our society is taking part in is healthy in any way. It can easily be argued that marriage should not be taken so lightly. I agree; I shouldn’t, but who are we to judge whether a couple’s marriage was serious or not? Maybe it was a foolish choice or a thoughtless decision, whatever the situation may be, it doesn’t really matter anyway. Because at the very moment you love someone, why on earth would your heart say no to the chance of being with that person for the rest of your life? Love makes people do idiotic things… to others… to themselves. And sometimes, we fall into traps that we, if not others, have set up in spite of ourselves. But we cannot control everything around us. You can’t make anyone say yes if they’ve made up their mind it’s a no. And there is honestly no point in sticking around if you aren’t happy.
And sex is not the devil. It’s part of nature. I’m truly disregarding how much of a horndog I may be sounding like, solely in an attempt to prove a point… it is perfectly OKAY to think about/want/have sex. There is nothing wrong with how horny our generation is. Although, I’m not too impressed with how explicitly everyone is displaying it… but that’s a whole other story. That still doesn’t make sex any less of a natural craving. I’m not encouraging teen pregnancy and promiscuity, because whether a person wants to be smart about it or not, it’s their problem. I mean, condoms aren’t complicated to use, and birth control is free, soo… yeah. But that’s also a completely different tangent. At any rate, talk dirty, do what you gotta do, move on with your life. It happens…
I’m a sinner. I know. And I’ll admit that I would have never said any of either of these things a year ago. In fact, I’d be ashamed of myself. But really, these mini epiphanies only open a greater door to the truth of who I am. And who I am is still constantly changing. But I know one thing for sure; I refuse to bind myself down with the dictations that I’m constantly being fed from everyone else: family, friends, religion. I’ve just learned to stop believing in everybody else’s bullshit and start discovering on my own… you should try it.
Maybe I’ll burn in hell, but at least I’ll know who I am.
*p.s. I’m not a whore. Leave me alone if you were hoping so.
A wonderful read if anyone is interested ^^ She’s a bright and inspirational girl if anyone was wondering ;D
From what I’ve noticed, some people are hating on the new “Tumblr LOL blogs” but I see no real reason to. There’s just so much hate, not even funny =/. I understand if there are people out there who only follow like one or two blogs but saying something as harsh as “Oh well, no one will pay…
preach it sista
lololol, had to laugh when you said sista but thanks for agreeing and spreading the message ^^
From what I’ve noticed, some people are hating on the new “Tumblr LOL blogs” but I see no real reason to. There’s just so much hate, not even funny =/. I understand if there are people out there who only follow like one or two blogs but saying something as harsh as “Oh well, no one will pay attention to them or watch their crappy videos because they’re not tumblr famous”, that’s uncalled for. Tumblr is a place where we can laugh about what we want, be who we are and not let the outside world control what we say. So for all the new LoL blogs, I welcome you with open hands and I say, “Just do yo thang”.
Excuse me ladies, but it’s just a bit unfair to paint half of the world’s population as “assholes”. That’s actually worse than racism, from a technical standpoint. You can’t just label half of society. What might actually be happening is probably a little different…
You attract shitty men.
Instead of wondering why all men are assholes, it might be about time you look at yourself and ask, “What is it about me that is a magnet for horrible people?” There’s an old saying that goes like this, “Birds of a feather flock together.” That means you attract your own kind. So it’s a real possibility that you’re the female equivalent: A bitch. A slut. A trollop. A whore. Just pick a word feminists hate. That’s you.
In math we call it finding a common denominator. In your life, it will be you. You’re the person that makes bad decisions when it comes to men. You’re the person allowing manipulative and twisted people to enter your life. No one makes you do these things.
Patterns dictate behavior. If you notice that your life is filled with shitty men, and you have friends that are happy in relationships that don’t suck - it should lead you to believe that your behaviors are dictating a certain pattern.
If you keep attracting shitty men, it might be time to look at yourself and ask what it is about you that attracts them.
This was PERFECT. Definitely a good read and eye opener.
Recently, my phone could no longer cut it so my wonderful parents had to buy me a new one. Seeing as I didn’t want something too fancy, they decided on an LG Cosmos Touch, which isn’t bad btw, but my phone will still primarily be used to talk with my folks and family.
However, with great news comes bad news. As you all may know, text messages cannot be transferred over to another phone so in their memory, I’ll post up the ones I saved for so long:
This was saved (aka I locked it) a long long time ago. It was saved on November 14, 2009. Not so long after we broke up but I held on to this message for as long as possible because it means so much to me.
This next picture, Feb 22, 2011, is from my little sister who happens to be my former girlfriend’s actual little sister. Although she’s still young, 4 years younger that is, she’s a special person to me. It touched me knowing she felt this way but yeah, I have no idea if this will ever come true.
This is from March 20,2011 but honestly, I kept it because my own actual sister feels this way for me and that fills me with joy.
This was possibly one of my most dearest non physical possessions that I had. I’ve posted about this night before (Reminiscing post) and I sent this on May 22, 2010. That was one hell of a bad night but I pulled through, all thanks to Beatriz helping me that night.
And with that ends what little was left on my old phone. Now, I have a new phone to fill with laughs, tears, happiness and overall, memories. I present to you, my new phone:
I’ve reached another key point in my life, at least I believe so, where I think everything is about to change. I’m cutting out the wondering part of my life and just giving it my honest thoughts to see what happens. It’s like a make it or break it time. If not that, it’s me willing to risk it all because I feel like there’s nothing else I can lose anymore. Although the message is to name, anyone who knows about my personal life enough will know who it’s addressed to. The reason I decided to share this, although technically personal, is the fact that I treat this as a journal where I can write down anything I want without fear of someone getting in my face about it. It’s my own world, with friends I now consider family. Whether or not someone reads what I have to say, I write because someone, even just one person, is going through the same thing right now. With billions of people in the world, it’s bound to be realistic. That person should know, it’s all real and no one should feel alone in their problems. Although I do miss writing in my own journal at times, Tumblr has made it easier to record my life in an easier fashion than I would have ever imagined.