When everything's made to me broken,
I just want you to know who I am.
No one knows who I am. I've learned to hide every emotion I have. I've learned that art is my way out. I've learned that when I finally found someone that I can tell everything to, it doesn't even matter. My heart --> a chunk of my heart is his. I'm learning that the people you want aren't always the best people for you, honestly. I'm tired of lying to myself. I know what I want and I know where I want to be in 10 years. Let me just say that it's not here. I wish someone could answer this question ;- if you and someone missed your chance together,but you always find your way back to one another -- WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?
Next subject ;- I've found myself addicted to painting. I think that is a way to get my emotions out. I put the "To Write Love On Her Arms" picture because I used to be a cutter. I was for almost 8 years. I have been clean for almost 20 months. I make it sound like a drug,but it pretty much was. While everyone else was drinking and partying their problems away and doing drugs, I was in my room, in the bathroom, harming myself. I AM PROUD that I overcame this problem. Never again will I turn to that to solve my problems. This is why I have Art. :)

[ I want to be with a guy that does silly stuff like this ]
Next subject ;- We are great friends,but we both know that we could be so much more. :/ Why must life tease you with the best things and just keep those things on a string. So close to you,but yet you can't catch it. :(
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