in a body that can’t
“i dont care about looks”
YOU’RE A LIAR
YOU ARE LYING
There really is a difference between being “in love” and “loving” someone
Crying is for the weak and I’m the weak. Emotional and unstable is what you can call me. It’s crazy how things can just happen so fast and you don’t even know it. Or it’s crazy how you can stick to something for so long and then see it fall apart little by little.
You know that you can’t control the way things go, but you just wish you had the power to. You know that you can’t always be the person that you want to be, because there’s always going to be flaws and imperfections about yourself that you’re not going to enjoy.
But oh how I wish I had everything in my hands and knew how to grip hard enough, but unfortunately, I’ve got the curse of letting the good things slip right through my fingers.
Maybe you are right, maybe I do take things for granted way too much, because once I get used to something I just think it’s always going to be there. Seriously, face the reality. Nothing is ever guaranteed even if you really thought so, even if you were so sure that this was “thing” whatever it is or who it is – this is what I want for the rest of my life – yeah, not even that is permanent. Everything has it’s due date and everything has it’s expiration date. It really is just a matter of time and how things have to end.
And this just all sucks, because I don’t want there to be an ending. I don’t want to regret not appreciating the things in my life. I just wish I could start all over.