18.8.11


You know what? Who does not seek you not feel your absence. Who does not feel your absence, do not love you. Fate determines who enters your life, but is that only you decide who gets it. The truth hurts only once. There are three things in life that never return: the words, time, and opportunities. So just who appreciates you value, and not treated as a priority who treats you as an option.


Suddenly, I decided to moving on with my life and you might think I'm a bitch for doing what I did with him but love, I have good news, I learned to be like you!

14.8.11

Sometimes I think I deserve better than this. Sometimes, I don't. Sometimes, I think my heart is in the right place, without compromising himself. Sometimes, I miss someone by my side. Sometimes, I just thank for not having someone by my side because I hate cheating. But sometimes I think, this is life.

13.8.11

What's on my mind ? I'm fucking tired. I'm tired of caring for people who don't give a shit about me. I'm tired of waiting for a text that's never going to come. I'm tired of thinking things will be different, yet they never change. I'm tired of giving out chances, only to be let down. I'm tired of putting forth 100% of an effort and only getting 25% in return. I'm tired of broken promises. I'm tired of let downs by the people who matter most to me. I'm tired of making someone a priority, when in reality I'm just a number to them. I'm so tired of the same old bullshit over and over again.

12.8.11

I'm not perfect. I've made mistakes. Hell, I've made lots of mistakes. I've screwed up a lot, and I'm not even 18 yet. I've pushed people away, I've cared too much, I've gotten caried away. People think I'm a bitch. They think I'm mean and cold and that I hate everyone. Yes, I'm cold, but only because I've been hurt too much. Only because I gave a fuck about someone who didn't give a fuck about me. Because I refuse to be like everyone else. Because I don't want to wear the mask of a smile on my face when I'm not fucking okay.
I built a massive wall around myself, so I don't get hurt again. I find it hard to trust  people, because I've been lied to and dissapointed. No, I don't let everyone in. Call me weird if you like, it won't make you better than me. I've stopped caring what other people think, and I don't live to fucking please you. I live my life the way I see right to live it, and if make more mistakes, well that's my problem and I'll have to live with them and learn from them. I'm sick of being what everyone expects me to be. The only one that matters to me now, is me.

11.8.11



Don't play games with a girl who learned the rules, who knows the objective, who lost once, because once she finds out you're playing games, she'll do everything to make sure you lose.

9.8.11

 

Until now, the best thing in my life is to see that  I got this far without you.

6.8.11

trust shouldn't be broken.

- É tarde demais ?
- Por acaso é. Tenho de ir dormir.
- Muito engraçada. Diz-me, é tarde demais ou não ?
- Devias saber que sim.

5.8.11

- És a mais linda!
- Eu sei. Dizes-me isso todos os dias

podes dizer a coisa mais estúpida sabes ?

Eu estou à espera de que me mandes mensagem tal como fizeste hoje de manhã, quando me acordas-te.

4.8.11

como diz a música.


Eu gosto é do Verão.
Somedays I miss you, so bad. That's one of those days when I think back and remember all the good things. All the times I was in your arms, all the times I felt those lips on my skin. Those days I hold on so tightly to the memories we created. Somedays I don't missing you at all. That's one of those days I remember the bad things.
I remember those days when I wainted for your calls, I remember those days I was worried there was someone else, and somedays I get so mad at you. Just because you wouldn't wait. You wouldn't wait for me to open up, for me to love you. Lately all i've been having is those days when I miss you, so bad.

Date: July 19 2011

3.8.11

e...parabéns.

 

Engraçado é que , às vezes, penso que foi a distância que nos impediu de ter outra hipótese.