On Relationships

Initially, it may have appeared to many as if the two could not stand even the mere sight of one another. She would insult him, to his face and in front of others, and he would respond by, essentially, ignoring her very existence. Neither showed any particular affection for the other, and neither seemed at all bothered by said fact. Although, if one were to perambulate their relationship further, one would discover that the two were, in actualiy, utterly inseperable, and, despite their frequent abuse and perpetual nagging, they were, in fact, completely best friends.

However, this dynamic remained, to a large extent, hidden from the general populace, and it was only under close investigation and by extreme chance that one ever saw the two NOT belitting each other. Moreover, the minute number of people who DID witness such madness were often far too terrified of these assumed hallucinations to ever actually speak of such events again. Therefore, the two were able to continue their act of being as loathsome and severely unappealing to each other as before, and their relationship was very rarely questioned.

You Can Do This

Grow up
Stop caring about what others think of you
Because trust me,
You're amazing
Just the way you are.

You don't need to be afraid
The world loves you
You are radiant
Like the first crisp snowflakes of winter.

Stop pretending you're something else,
You're robbing the world of You when You do.

You are unique.

Don't live in regret of Yesterday
Or fear of Tomorrow
Because Today is all you can control.

Live it up.

On Pain

Was there a heart that split like mine?
A soul that broke as such?
A mind that felt this searing pain?
Will I survive this much?

I feel I have a role to play
A mask that I must wear
My tears become my sacrifice
My screams, a twisted prayer.

I find Myself alone again
A cutting fear distracts
Cold hatred pressed against my wrist
I'm slipping through the cracks.

I will not let Me fall apart
Or let you see Me cry
You cannot watch Me break again
Or be the reason why.

I wish I could erase my past
Live down all my regret
I'd make you all remember Me
Then make you all forget.

If you could walk a mile for Me
In my shoes, if you please
My life would rip your soul in half
And bring you to your knees.

The things I wish you saw in Me
The scars my bruised heart bears
Then you would know just what it's like
To feel like no one cares.

On Playfulness

Someimtes, Life requires challenging things of us. We are pulled in many different directions, and it feels as if there is no way to please everyone. It is in these times that we need to stop, take a step back from our busy lives, and look at the world through the eyes of a child.

Imagine your perfect place, a shimmering garden willed with magic and beauty. All around you, fairies and nymphs dance happily. They sing and laugh with each other in their paradise. Swans coast gracefully across a glimmering pond, surrounded by delicate willows and the sweet aroma of fresh flowers in bloom.

Look at the flowers. They are roses and daisies in all colors of the prism - blue and reds and purples and pinks, greens and oranges and yellows. They sway in the wind elegantly, back and forth in time to some unheard music. The breeze kisses them each gently, and sings its ethereal song to them.

There is a rainbow high above you, nestled lazily in the fluffy white clouds. The colours - how vibrant! You have never seen such iridescence, and you are overwhelmed by its exquisite beauty.

So the next time you feel overcome by the stresses of life, stop to take the time to be playful and free, in your Imagination. Release your fears into your perfectly symmetrical garden, your own personal bliss.

I am an ADULT.

I can vote
buy alcohol
leave the country by myself
take out a loan
get a tattoo
any buy a house (or a car)
This is what being an adult means.

It also means I can watch Hannah Montana if I feel like it.

Hello Crowd

Good evening ladies and gentlemen. My name is Performer, and I'll be your entertainment for tonight. Better watch out. When I take the stage, I'll make you want to listen. By the end of the show, you'll be wrapped up in my every word, my every move, my ever note. There's a million others who do it just like you, but there's only one of me. And after me, nothing will compare. You'll spend the rest of the night wanting more. You won't know what hit you. I'll have you in the palm of my hand, right where I want you. I'll play a part for you, and you'll respond by hanging off my every breath. It's easy if you do it right.

This mask I wear is one not easily torn off. You'll never hear me say it, but everything I do, I do for you. To show you how desperately I want you to love me. Your approval feeds this monster inside me, hitting me like a drug so I can't think or speak or move or breathe without it. No other feeling gets me this high. It's the thrill of the stage, baby. This is what you get when you let your heart win.

Rock and roll baby, don't you know that we're all alone now?
I need something to sing about.
Crushcrushcrush ~ Paramore