Saturday November 07, 2009 at 10:00

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Last night.

littlemiss:

aliehs:

November 4, 2009
8:50 p.m.
I feel stuck. I keep so many things inside that I honestly to God feel like I am overflowing with emotions right now. It’s like I have filled every fucking inch of me with secrets and feelings that they are starting to leak through. It’s a big, unexpected wave. It’s like catching your breath. It’s that point where you trip and you find yourself free-falling to the ground and you know it’s going to hurt. It’s just so… all at once. I feel like there’s no time to think or time to hold it all in for a coupe of more minutes. It’s just flowing out and there’s not one goddamn thing I can do about it; except feel. All the hurt, secrets, past, bad stuff… All the things I don’t want to feel or remember or think about come rushing at me. They go through me so quickly, I can’t even think straight. There’s just too much but apart of me is trying so hard not to feel anything at all; wanting so badly to fight back. It’s tiring and draining. I want to feel something other than this, anything at all. The only thing I can think of that isn’t self-destructive is to write and listen to music. It’s distracting and helps to an extent. But it’s not satisfying enough. What happens once I stop writing? What happens once the music stops playing?

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Monday October 26, 2009 at 6:36

I smell you on my clothes.. I feel gross.

Thursday October 08, 2009 at 9:04

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Today, my boyfriend came dancing into the kitchen singing my name over and over, just as I was preparing to leave for work. He saw me, blushed and said "Oh, you're still here". Made my day. MLIA

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Tuesday October 06, 2009 at 10:56

Sour Candy

I didn’t think I could be so confused about one thing this much. And to have you stand there be normal isn’t normal at all. Not to me, and not to you. I remember when we used to talk about the people in our lives. We used to have conversations about anything, and we used to be so understanding of each other. Things have changed, and I’ve dealt with it already. Now that I’m beginning to show any slight sign of moving on, you are there, once again, with your playful eyes, and your amazing smile. You begin to show your jealousy, and you try and win me over. It used to work all the time, and I’m not going to sit here and pretend like it didn’t, because it was very obvious at the time that it did. I’m beginning to start over, finally, and I don’t appreciate your games everywhere. I know you’re doing this on purpose. I suppose you need me in a way because no one will be there waiting for you when you get fucked over by your one-week girls. I won’t be picking up the pieces. I won’t be that girl anymore. And I hope you realize that, because I finally did.

Saturday October 03, 2009 at 1:06

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Saturday October 03, 2009 at 12:41

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I like the fact that you talk incessantly. I got a thing for assholes who tell good stories.

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I’m with you on that one girl.

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Friday October 02, 2009 at 11:38

Is it fixed? I think so, but then again...that's what I say everytime.

Friday October 02, 2009 at 4:51

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Today, my mom told me to clean my room. I stood at the door to my room and figured out exactly what parts of my room you can easily see from the door. I pushed all the stuff on my floor to where she couldn't see it. It worked. MLIA.

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I’ve done this so many times!

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Friday October 02, 2009 at 3:09

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Friday October 02, 2009 at 3:05

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Autumn is so beautiful for romance, don’t you think?

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Autumn is so beautiful for romance, don’t you think?

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Thursday October 01, 2009 at 11:45

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Well, To Answer Your Question (Taken by Ahleeza)

To answer the question, “Who are you”, it’s kind of hard to come up with a good answer. But I suppose that would be the pure beauty of it. I don’t know who I am right now, and that little girl I used to be just wishes she was out here playing.

I am transitioning into someone people will eventually look up to, which is oddly frightening and humbling at the same time. I am becoming someone that I, myself would never have imagined to be. In a good way, self-discovering happens everyday. The little things I do and say make me the person I am.

I suppose you can say that I am a little bit of every person that surrounds me. I wouldn’t doubt it. I am influenced (whether it be good or bad) by people who I call, “the wonders of my world” (yes I took this from an Adele song). And I guess even the people you see once in your life impact you, even if it is in the smallest fraction.

But to be literal, I am a little girl. I am easily confused by words that are slangish. I invest way too much of my time in technology and music. I never focus in school, which is why I find it so fun. I am a lover, a sister, a daughter, a friend, and most importantly, someone that will have an impact on someone else someday, somehow. I am a bitch, but I am also one of the nicest people you will meet. I am, I guess, you, and her, and him, and me, and all of them in between.

Thursday October 01, 2009 at 11:31

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