I just remembered what I dreamt about last night. and it's so hilarious, that I thought I'd share it. Dreams over the past few days:
1. The usual - I was sitting there watching Luna. That's a recurring dream of mine. Especially at around the new moon, because I can't see her, I dream about her. She gets bigger and smaler, and goes through an entire lunar cycle in a few minutes.
2. Nocturnal cannibals. - The world someone got turned all crazy, and everyone turned to stone, and stone came alive, and I was friends with a man of gold, as well as some strange species of nocturnal cannibals. They ate people. But not me. And then the world went back to normal (I don't remember the details, okay?) and I went to visit the cannibals, wondering if they'd remember me, and they did. And I stayed with them for a while, until I woke up.
3. Hunaiza's school shoes - I also dreamt about my school jumper. I don't quite understand this, but clearly, I spend too much time at school. And too much time thinking
4. Bryan - The other day I saw Bryan for the first time in forever. And then I had a dream about him. And Osmond. And I don't remember very much of it, just that, the next day, I saw Bryan and Osmond together, and I got major deja vu, and realised I'd had a dream about them.
Look, you already knew I was crazy!
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Showing posts with label lunatic is such an understatement. Show all posts
Saturday, 28 March 2009
Saturday, 14 March 2009
One day it will all finish.
As you read this, you are listening to Sound Relief either on the radio or on Channel V/MAX. And if you are not then SHAME ON YOU.
Haha, my sis asked if the band are only Aussie and Kiwi, and my dad said yes. And I said "but taylor swift is performing". His reply? "Who's that?"
I swear, we are not related.
But we both started singing along to I Got You at the top of our lungs until Mum came in and told us off. :L.
Haha, my Dad and I are like that, there are things we totally disagree on (who wants to watch football? or listen to pink floyd? my dad, thats who) and there are things we totally agree on (his fave movie? music and lyrics. he also like the holiday and love actually.)
And he is awesome for being able to teach me trig with half a slice of bread. =)
(Just to piss Shailin off:
MENTIONING LANA!
BUT ALSO MENTIONING SHAILIN
50-50?)
Are you, by any chance, sad? – J600y
Ok, over the past 2 days, I have been in the weirdest mood. I still get pissed off really easily, and I keep eating junk food. I have not emotionally eaten that much... ever.
I have never written 60 memoirs. That is phenomenal. All of them were...weird. Like my mood.
I think I'm getting close to back to normal now.
I hope.
I. Feel. Everything. Get it now? – Silent_watcher
It takes a while to communicate that to some people. Not only do I feel everything, but I feel everything WORSE than you do. I feel everything you feel. And I feel everything you didn't know existed. I feel pain, I feel happiness, I feel deep hatred, I feel incredible love, I feel total clarity, and I feel mind-twirling confusion. But I feel it all, all the time.
looking up at the same moon.. – Harriet Taylor
This morning, at 7:15, I woke up (don't remind me that it's Saturday, I have a very strong body clock) and looked outside my window. She was there, smiling at me. She said "Good morning Ebony" and I said "It is now" She laughed at my very bad joke and I watched her. NOT in a stalker way (ok, maybe), but she is so beautiful. I just lay there, and watched her shine. Until it hurt to turn my head to see her because she was too far. And then I got up.
Smile. Laugh. Like makeup over scars. – i.am.aspen
I decided yesterday that I was going to tell you guys about my scars. About everything that happened to me, about everything I've never admitted to. About the reason why I lied to my blog, for the first time, a few days ago. I woke up, and in some realisation of truth remembered that I have NO IDEA who reads my blog. And there are some people that I do not trust with the only secret I have never told. I NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO. But, it's too hard to confess to. JUST LISTEN.
I wanna give everyone a hug. – small and on a search
That's the kind of person I am. I hug so much that people are sick of it now (i.e. me hugging Amy in drama). I hug people and they turn away. They don't listen, they don't understand that every hug is worth something to me. I wish everyone would feel that.
My Mind is affected by overpopulation. – JustAFaceInTheCrowd
And all the people in my head think I'm crazy. And there's a lot of them. And they're LOUD. And sometimes I need them to shut up so I can concentrate. (Maybe that's what people feel like around me). But every now and thn they say "well done" or "you did the right thing" and sometimes when everyone else tells me what a bad person I am, and how much I've screwed up, it's nice to have just a few voices tell you that things aren't so bad.
Someday we'll all have perfect wings – voices.faded
And we will all fly. And we will have finally made it. Someday, we will all join together, and we will be a beautiful force. Us and our truth and beauty wings. Will you fly with me? Are you strong enough to let go?
"RAPE!" is now considered a joke. – shhhme
That is something I will never be okay with. Sure, I make the joke too, and sure I laugh along. And I even joke back "It's not rape if you enjoy it". But there are parts in me cringing. They say, "Is that really true?" And maybe I'm too terrified to ask, too terrified of the answer, too terrified that I don't know what I want the answer to be. But remember that it is not a joke. Jokes are funny. On the inside too.
Tear soaked face. Nothing has changed. – justagirl
I haven't cried in 24 hours. Yes, that is totally a record. But I've run out of tears. And for a girl with an endless supply, that is a big thing. I don't know if it's good or bad, but it's big. I thought it would never happen. But it did. And I'm stronger now. But not strong enough to cry.
I fell.
Story of my life. – imissyoumuch
I fall over things. I fall into ditches. I fall in love. I fall in hate. But I always fall.
And sometimes I jump, just for the fall. Because falling feels like flying. Until the BOOM.
Haha, my sis asked if the band are only Aussie and Kiwi, and my dad said yes. And I said "but taylor swift is performing". His reply? "Who's that?"
I swear, we are not related.
But we both started singing along to I Got You at the top of our lungs until Mum came in and told us off. :L.
Haha, my Dad and I are like that, there are things we totally disagree on (who wants to watch football? or listen to pink floyd? my dad, thats who) and there are things we totally agree on (his fave movie? music and lyrics. he also like the holiday and love actually.)
And he is awesome for being able to teach me trig with half a slice of bread. =)
(Just to piss Shailin off:
MENTIONING LANA!
BUT ALSO MENTIONING SHAILIN
50-50?)
Are you, by any chance, sad? – J600y
Ok, over the past 2 days, I have been in the weirdest mood. I still get pissed off really easily, and I keep eating junk food. I have not emotionally eaten that much... ever.
I have never written 60 memoirs. That is phenomenal. All of them were...weird. Like my mood.
I think I'm getting close to back to normal now.
I hope.
I. Feel. Everything. Get it now? – Silent_watcher
It takes a while to communicate that to some people. Not only do I feel everything, but I feel everything WORSE than you do. I feel everything you feel. And I feel everything you didn't know existed. I feel pain, I feel happiness, I feel deep hatred, I feel incredible love, I feel total clarity, and I feel mind-twirling confusion. But I feel it all, all the time.
looking up at the same moon.. – Harriet Taylor
This morning, at 7:15, I woke up (don't remind me that it's Saturday, I have a very strong body clock) and looked outside my window. She was there, smiling at me. She said "Good morning Ebony" and I said "It is now" She laughed at my very bad joke and I watched her. NOT in a stalker way (ok, maybe), but she is so beautiful. I just lay there, and watched her shine. Until it hurt to turn my head to see her because she was too far. And then I got up.
Smile. Laugh. Like makeup over scars. – i.am.aspen
I decided yesterday that I was going to tell you guys about my scars. About everything that happened to me, about everything I've never admitted to. About the reason why I lied to my blog, for the first time, a few days ago. I woke up, and in some realisation of truth remembered that I have NO IDEA who reads my blog. And there are some people that I do not trust with the only secret I have never told. I NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO. But, it's too hard to confess to. JUST LISTEN.
I wanna give everyone a hug. – small and on a search
That's the kind of person I am. I hug so much that people are sick of it now (i.e. me hugging Amy in drama). I hug people and they turn away. They don't listen, they don't understand that every hug is worth something to me. I wish everyone would feel that.
My Mind is affected by overpopulation. – JustAFaceInTheCrowd
And all the people in my head think I'm crazy. And there's a lot of them. And they're LOUD. And sometimes I need them to shut up so I can concentrate. (Maybe that's what people feel like around me). But every now and thn they say "well done" or "you did the right thing" and sometimes when everyone else tells me what a bad person I am, and how much I've screwed up, it's nice to have just a few voices tell you that things aren't so bad.
Someday we'll all have perfect wings – voices.faded
And we will all fly. And we will have finally made it. Someday, we will all join together, and we will be a beautiful force. Us and our truth and beauty wings. Will you fly with me? Are you strong enough to let go?
"RAPE!" is now considered a joke. – shhhme
That is something I will never be okay with. Sure, I make the joke too, and sure I laugh along. And I even joke back "It's not rape if you enjoy it". But there are parts in me cringing. They say, "Is that really true?" And maybe I'm too terrified to ask, too terrified of the answer, too terrified that I don't know what I want the answer to be. But remember that it is not a joke. Jokes are funny. On the inside too.
Tear soaked face. Nothing has changed. – justagirl
I haven't cried in 24 hours. Yes, that is totally a record. But I've run out of tears. And for a girl with an endless supply, that is a big thing. I don't know if it's good or bad, but it's big. I thought it would never happen. But it did. And I'm stronger now. But not strong enough to cry.
I fell.
Story of my life. – imissyoumuch
I fall over things. I fall into ditches. I fall in love. I fall in hate. But I always fall.
And sometimes I jump, just for the fall. Because falling feels like flying. Until the BOOM.
Sunday, 8 February 2009
Random thoughts.
one - I tell them off, but I wish they'd mention you more
TWO - "I just wanna open you eyes, and make you realise"
three - You understand, you just pretend you don't
four - it's only words. and words are all i have to take your heart away
I smell like mouldy oranges :S
But that’s irrelevant.
(Well, not if you’re in the same room as me)
(Although no one else can smell it)
HAHA! I just went and sat on my driveway for 10 minutes watching Luna (this is normal for me), and my neighbour comes out and looks at me, and goes “what are you doing?” and I’m like “Uhhh, watching the moon” and he’s like “...right”
LOL! And now I totally forgot what I was gonna write… dammit.
Memoirs, anyone??
This is not your last chance – E. Rigby
And you've got a smile
That could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in awhile
Since she brought you down
You say you're fine
I know you better than that
Beautiful is a state of mind. – October
The way you walk, the way you talk, the way you say my name
It's beautiful, wonderful, don't you ever change
Take me away. Get lost together. – Quirktastrophe
But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain
And it's 2am and I'm cursing your name
You're so in love that you act insane
And that's the way I loved you
Call me different. I say beautiful. - ayanastar
I think he can see through everything
But my heart
First thought when I wake up is
My god he’s beautiful
So I put on my make up
And pray for a miracle
You're the most beautiful person ever. – Thriving Violet
And I stare at the phone, he still hasn't called
And then you feel so low you cant feel nothing at all
And you flashback to when he said forever and always
Spend a lot of time dreaming. – coulda.been.a.comet
And I just wanna show you
She don’t even know you
She's never gonna love you like I want to
You just see right through me but if you only knew me
We could be a beautiful miracle unbelievable instead of just invisible
Always the lover, never the loved. – ilove2shop
So, yeah, that's it!
(*I only borrowed it)
TWO - "I just wanna open you eyes, and make you realise"
three - You understand, you just pretend you don't
four - it's only words. and words are all i have to take your heart away
I smell like mouldy oranges :S
But that’s irrelevant.
(Well, not if you’re in the same room as me)
(Although no one else can smell it)
HAHA! I just went and sat on my driveway for 10 minutes watching Luna (this is normal for me), and my neighbour comes out and looks at me, and goes “what are you doing?” and I’m like “Uhhh, watching the moon” and he’s like “...right”
LOL! And now I totally forgot what I was gonna write… dammit.
Memoirs, anyone??
This is not your last chance – E. Rigby
And you've got a smile
That could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in awhile
Since she brought you down
You say you're fine
I know you better than that
Beautiful is a state of mind. – October
The way you walk, the way you talk, the way you say my name
It's beautiful, wonderful, don't you ever change
Take me away. Get lost together. – Quirktastrophe
But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain
And it's 2am and I'm cursing your name
You're so in love that you act insane
And that's the way I loved you
Call me different. I say beautiful. - ayanastar
I think he can see through everything
But my heart
First thought when I wake up is
My god he’s beautiful
So I put on my make up
And pray for a miracle
You're the most beautiful person ever. – Thriving Violet
And I stare at the phone, he still hasn't called
And then you feel so low you cant feel nothing at all
And you flashback to when he said forever and always
Spend a lot of time dreaming. – coulda.been.a.comet
And I just wanna show you
She don’t even know you
She's never gonna love you like I want to
You just see right through me but if you only knew me
We could be a beautiful miracle unbelievable instead of just invisible
Always the lover, never the loved. – ilove2shop
So, yeah, that's it!
(*I only borrowed it)
Tuesday, 6 January 2009
Who's gonna miss me?
I have some sad news.
When I go on holidays I won’t be able to blog.
You’re all upset, aren’t you? AREN’T YOU???
:L I didn’t think so. But, pretend?
Anyways, I’ll be away for 2 whole weeks!! :O:O
Yeah, NOW you’re upset, AREN’T YOU??
Nevermind. =)
And yet, I have nothing to write now.
Le sigh. Must stop doing that.
I have a lot of my story that I’ve written… but I can’t be bothered to type it all out, so you will have to live without it for a bit longer.
I have a whole bunch of pretty pictures, but haven’t written anything to go with them, and I don’t just waste pictures.
I really truly have nothing to say…
I went shopping today.
I hate shopping.
I know, I’m an insult to girls all over the world.
But I got to eat Subway.
Who knew a sandwich could taste so good?
Anyways, my life is currently uneventful, sort of.
Which is good, sort of.
:L:L
When I go on holidays I won’t be able to blog.
You’re all upset, aren’t you? AREN’T YOU???
:L I didn’t think so. But, pretend?
Anyways, I’ll be away for 2 whole weeks!! :O:O
Yeah, NOW you’re upset, AREN’T YOU??
Nevermind. =)
And yet, I have nothing to write now.
Le sigh. Must stop doing that.
I have a lot of my story that I’ve written… but I can’t be bothered to type it all out, so you will have to live without it for a bit longer.
I have a whole bunch of pretty pictures, but haven’t written anything to go with them, and I don’t just waste pictures.
I really truly have nothing to say…
I went shopping today.
I hate shopping.
I know, I’m an insult to girls all over the world.
But I got to eat Subway.
Who knew a sandwich could taste so good?
Anyways, my life is currently uneventful, sort of.
Which is good, sort of.
:L:L
Full moon on Sunday.
My sister: “You’ll start howling at her any day now”
She thinks I’m obsessed… pshh.
She also thinks that maybe the moon is my mothership.…
My sister: “You’ll start howling at her any day now”
She thinks I’m obsessed… pshh.
She also thinks that maybe the moon is my mothership.…
Oh how right she is. =)
Oh wells, I wil leave now, before my Mum gets home and starts screaming at me for being on my computer. (And people wonder why I wake up at 9am).
See you under the moon.
Friday, 26 December 2008
Random incoherent thoughts
I’ve lost it.
(Too many… which to choose?)
Luna, I’ve lost her.
She’s hiding from me, she has been for a week, what if she fell out of the sky, huh? What then? I don’t really have much to say, but if I don’t blog today, I won’t get another chance, so here it is…
Quote: “I’ll see you under the moon” – Instant Message
6 word memoir: We’re gonna be fools again, huh? – Me :P
Song in head: One step at a time – Jordan sparks
Listening to: Are You With Me? – The Potbelleez
Thinking about: Christmas :)
Annoyed by: My mum not letting me on comp much
Cheered by: Knowing that I have 4 days off work this week.
Mood: Warm, happy, smiley, reminiscent.
OK, and just because I'm awesome... have a Christmas carol...
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is...
You
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
You baby
I won't ask for much this Christmas
I don't even wish for snow
I'm just gonna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe
I won't make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won't even stay awake to
Hear those magic reindeers click
'Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Baby all I want for Christmas is you
Ooh baby
All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children's
Laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won't you bring me the one I really need
Won't you please bring my baby to me...
Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just want to see my baby
Standing right outside my door
Oh I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is...
You
(Too many… which to choose?)
Luna, I’ve lost her.
She’s hiding from me, she has been for a week, what if she fell out of the sky, huh? What then? I don’t really have much to say, but if I don’t blog today, I won’t get another chance, so here it is…
Quote: “I’ll see you under the moon” – Instant Message
6 word memoir: We’re gonna be fools again, huh? – Me :P
Song in head: One step at a time – Jordan sparks
Listening to: Are You With Me? – The Potbelleez
Thinking about: Christmas :)
Annoyed by: My mum not letting me on comp much
Cheered by: Knowing that I have 4 days off work this week.
Mood: Warm, happy, smiley, reminiscent.
OK, and just because I'm awesome... have a Christmas carol...
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is...
You
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
You baby
I won't ask for much this Christmas
I don't even wish for snow
I'm just gonna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe
I won't make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won't even stay awake to
Hear those magic reindeers click
'Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Baby all I want for Christmas is you
Ooh baby
All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children's
Laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won't you bring me the one I really need
Won't you please bring my baby to me...
Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just want to see my baby
Standing right outside my door
Oh I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is...
You
Sunday, 14 December 2008
Failure to conserve small truths
For my 100th blog, I keep thinking of all these things I could post about. I can’t seem to choose the best one, so I figure I’ll just add them all in together. Warning: Blog could be very crazy.
Ok, you know last post, I asked everyone to comment, to delurk? Thank you =) You guys are awesome! Anyways, I’ve decided that I’m going to be more encouraging towards comments. I like them, they make me feel like people appreciate the shit on my blog. So, do we all remember the post I did forever ago where I told you what to comment? (If no, click the link you idiots) Well, I’m doing it again, I’m telling you what to comment with. (I’m so bossy aren’t I?) (Too bad, it’s MY blog, I can do what I want)
Today, I want everyone to comment with a secret. A sort of postsecret sorta thingy. You can post it anonymously if you want (Actually, please do!) And I might comment too… maybe… Anyways, I like secrets, we all remember this, yes? Goodie. Well, tell me your secrets, oh the joys we will have.
I'm not going to care anymore. I have a rule, I'm not allowed to use "backspace" when blogging except for typos. If I mean something enough to write it, I have to post it, this could be a very interesting post. My sentences won't make sense. And I'll say things I'll regret forever. How exciting!
You know when you’re smiling so big that you start laughing. Laughing so much you start crying?
Amy made me smile that much.
I like it when she does that! No, I love it! She told me I was her bestest friend! BESTEST.
(You're smiling right now, aren't you Amy?)
...I get this little tingly feeling inside everytime you write my name. Like, by using it, it means you care about me. Even though it mean the opposite, cuz I still can’t say your name, and it hurts a lot to write, and I’m in love with you.
Yes, there, I said it. I am in love with you. Every part of me aches for you more and more each day. But it feels nice. Right now, at least.
I feel like a little girl when I think of you.
Because you make me believe in love.
Young love.
When things can make sense
And the world is yours for the taking
And when you have that boy, everything is okay
And you can conquer the world if you want,
But you don’t
You just want him.
Forever.
See? It makes you wish you loved me too, doesn’t it?
Because I made it sound so beauteous.
Because I didn’t mention anything about how it is very wrong of me to love you. And how everyone around us can tell just how wrong it is. I didn’t mention that that boy doesn’t love me nearly as much as I love him. I didn’t mention that I’m never allowed to talk to him.
I only said the important stuff. That I never want to spend a day without him by my side.
But I will, everyday, for eternity.
I feel small.
Small, in a good way. Like, I don't have responsibilties anymore, things just are.
Who wants to be small with me??
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops
at all
My guardian-angel is out getting coffee. - Magikal Wisdom
Actually, she's not, she's just otherwise occupied, and I do forgive her for having more important things to do than look after me, I just miss her a lot.
I still carry her on me when I need her. Most people ask me what she is, I say "my guardian angel", I never tell them more than that, I can't tell them more, or they'll think I'm insane. Either that or they'll feel sorry for me, and I don't want their pity, nor do I need it, I am not upset by her anymore.
Did anyone see the moon last night as she sat along the horizon? She was honey coloured, and beautiful. Not that ishe isn't always beautiful, but I love watching herchange.
I have taken ownership on the moon. Seriously, I'm gonna put a flag on her saying "Ebony is cool", and then everyone will know that she is mine.
Oh yeah, and I don't call her "it" like most people do, I use "her". She is my Luna.
There were sounds, in my head.
Litle voices, whispering.
Hmm, I think that accurately portrays my current emotional state. I seriously have voices in my head. Some of them are singing (no really, there's ALWAYS music playing in my head), other voices are telling me what to do, other voices are describing everything around me, so that I understand things better. And then there's the voices that think in tune with me. The ones that say these words as I write them.
I would love to rid my head of all of my little voices. They are so very distracting. And yet, I appreciate all of them in their own little way. I'm developing a sort of fondness for them, especially the ones that speak with my voice.
Do you guys have voices in your head?
If so, how many? And what do they all do/say?
Now, do we all remember my loving obsession with The Corrs?
Didn't think you'd forget that easily.
OK, well, another group who go VERY CLOSE to being as good as the Corrs are the Eurythmics. I trust that you all have no idea who they are, because I know that you don't listen to good music. I can't be bothered to link you to Eurythmic songs, but can't you just youtube them? Yeah? Good! You go do that. I'll wait.
Oh yeah, if you guys are wondering where I got all these pics from, uhh well... See, I'm not clever enough to go look for them myself, so I stole them. Mainly from Karen and Lizzie's blogs. Oooh, and I found some on smithteens. People use them with their memoirs.
Ehe, I have 10 more pictures left... and I'm running out of things to write (OK, so I ran out of things to write 5 pictures ago, and starting fishing for inspiration). I really have to go soon, though, I sort of have a packed weekend, you may have noticed I've been AWOL for the last 2 dys, and though I no longer HAVE to post everydy, I still like to. Wow, no wonder this post is so big.
I’d do it for you, you know. I’d try so much harder. I see you, sitting there, all alone; you have no one to talk to. You look bored. I try talking to you, but it is too hard, why should we put such effort into conversation? So I will learn for you, and one day (if I’m not too late), I’ll be the one talking to you, when everyone else isn’t. I know what a big smile you get when you see me trying to learn. Well you know what, I’m gonna try even harder for you. I love you, never forget that.
I have infinite words in my head. They all are dying to escape. I won't let them. I don't know why. Why do I still hide a part of myself? What am I scared of? What's the worst thing that could happen??
Actually, my head just answered that, now I have to do as it says, because it is my head. Hmm, am I writing with my soul then? If my head is otherwise occupied?
Ok, attention everone reading. SMILE!!
Did you smile?
Please smile for me.
Just turn your mouth a little at the corners. No, don't grin like an idiot, really smile!!
Yeah, like that.
THANKYOU.
You see, a smile is a beautiful thing. If you smile, and someone else sees it, and they smile, then it keeps going, and soon everyone is all smiley, and then, the world gets happier.
I like that idea. The idea of making people happy. Of makng people smile.
I like the idea that people are happy and smiley.
Ok, never mind, I'm crazy.
5 pictures left.
and yet, somehow emotionally drained.
no thoughts left for them.
Here, another blogsecret:
My sister was sexually abused.
She told someone about the abuse, and made it stop.
She did what I couldn’t do.
She had the courage to be honest about the abuse, and all that I had was shame.
I didn’t want to be different or damaged. I didn’t want my world to be turned up-side-down. I wanted to pretend it never happened.
I didn’t want it to be real.
I didn’t support her, acknowledge her pain or help her though the healing process.
I wasn’t on her team, I wasn’t her best friend, I wasn’t honest and I wasn’t brave.
This is my secret.
This is the remorse, the regret and the guilt I carry with me.
Sister, I am so, so sorry.This is my secret.
Don't bait him, Ebony, you should know better than that by now.
And don't laugh at him, when he takes it.
Don't laugh at his compliments either, no matter how funny you find them.
Play nice.
And be truthful.
Always.
Frightened of mirrors, glass, cameras, self.
Tomorrow will be my greatest adventure.
Just trying to figure myself out.
Don't like life. What's plan B?
Need to stop crying over you.
I think about you too much.
Trying so hard to stay strong.
Please stay alive for another day.
Now love hearing "Love Song Dedications"
Of course, not a blog could go by without mentioning my 6 word memoirs. Those ones are a bit recent though, so I probably shouldn't haven't posted them. But I can't backspace them *shakes head* my new rule sucks!!
You know I've been posting this since 8:30.
No, really, it's taken almost 3 hours. I mean like, I've done other stuff too. Some of which I've mentioned. But 3 hours is a very long time. Then again, it may be another hour before I finish, even though there's only one picture left. I want to write something nice. Something that sums up everything. What I REALLY need is a song. A song that fits. But I won't be able to find one. How frustrating.
I tell you what, I'll think of something and add it in later, this is taking too long.
PS: Remember your comment with a secret! :)
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