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No Storybook Ending For This Fairytale Of You...
okay, this IS me!
I went to Magic Mountain! yayaya
I had a great time at Magic Mountain...I rode Goliath twice, Batman, Revelution, Gold Rusher, both of the log things, viper....and so on. It was really fun...they had this punky shop that I went insane in...the casheir was looking at me like I was an alien..hehe.
But then i got on the internet today and found out all of this drama stuff that's going on with ashley and her boyfriend (he's a jerk...I have always thought that and always will). I am so scared for her...He's possesive, he just seems like the type that would raise a hand to her and then I'm going to be pissed off. And so is she. It just seems like no one likes that guy but Ashley....Enough on that subject before I get to involved.
Chris called me *gasp* on Wednesday night. I couldn't believe it. I was so incredibly happy to hear his voice, I've missed him so much, but at the same time...as I was talking to him I was remembering things that i really wanted to forget....through his desperate attempts to prove to me that I wasn't a slut six months ago...before I got out of that shit. Arika...And remembering what he did to me...how worthless it made me feel when it wasn't even my fault....I watched what happened over and over again...and then I'm drowning in everything around me.
I am much deeper than what most people know. Because I choose to hide. I keep quiet as everything around me falls apart...the walls that just went up...are torn down...the blood I give is washed away...every word that I say is disregarded to not mean nothing. I'm looking around wishing I could tell someone about these things....thats when I realize that no one cares....And thats when i put on a smile...for everyone to see...that was basically what I made my other blog for, just to be the smile on the outside, but not anymore...this is the core of me.
"Sometimes...you can cry until there is no wet in you, you can scream and curse until your throat rebels and ruptures, You can pray all you want...to whatever god you think will listen, and still it makes no difference, it goes on with no sign as to when it might release you, and you know that if it did relent, it would not be because it cared"
eeeya..I'm listening to Rinoa's theme!!
I had a great time at Magic Mountain...I rode Goliath twice, Batman, Revelution, Gold Rusher, both of the log things, viper....and so on. It was really fun...they had this punky shop that I went insane in...the casheir was looking at me like I was an alien..hehe.
But then i got on the internet today and found out all of this drama stuff that's going on with ashley and her boyfriend (he's a jerk...I have always thought that and always will). I am so scared for her...He's possesive, he just seems like the type that would raise a hand to her and then I'm going to be pissed off. And so is she. It just seems like no one likes that guy but Ashley....Enough on that subject before I get to involved.
Chris called me *gasp* on Wednesday night. I couldn't believe it. I was so incredibly happy to hear his voice, I've missed him so much, but at the same time...as I was talking to him I was remembering things that i really wanted to forget....through his desperate attempts to prove to me that I wasn't a slut six months ago...before I got out of that shit. Arika...And remembering what he did to me...how worthless it made me feel when it wasn't even my fault....I watched what happened over and over again...and then I'm drowning in everything around me.
I am much deeper than what most people know. Because I choose to hide. I keep quiet as everything around me falls apart...the walls that just went up...are torn down...the blood I give is washed away...every word that I say is disregarded to not mean nothing. I'm looking around wishing I could tell someone about these things....thats when I realize that no one cares....And thats when i put on a smile...for everyone to see...that was basically what I made my other blog for, just to be the smile on the outside, but not anymore...this is the core of me.
"Sometimes...you can cry until there is no wet in you, you can scream and curse until your throat rebels and ruptures, You can pray all you want...to whatever god you think will listen, and still it makes no difference, it goes on with no sign as to when it might release you, and you know that if it did relent, it would not be because it cared"
eeeya..I'm listening to Rinoa's theme!!
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