Friday, April 24, 2009

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM SO CONFUSED!!! AND SAD AND ANGRY!!!!!!!! I HONESTLY DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY THIS IS HAPPENING!

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Why has it become so casual to give yourself away, there is no dignity or pride in the purity of young women anymore, we are have merely become a game, a temporary high for one night, We force ourselves to believe that it is a mans touch that makes us feel complete and beautiful, but in reality its not, 95% of the time that man does not care about you or even know you and after that moment of what feels like love, it is over, you become strangers....something so sacred and beautiful given to someone who does not even know you, he will not even remember the color of your eyes that he stared into the night before and after you have given that mystery away he will just move right along to the next mystery cause your story he has already read and wants to read a new one.

make it count girls, Love is real, it does not reside in every man you kiss or sleep with but when you find it those things will feel a million times better than you can even imagine.

All by myself.

It amazing how you can have the most amazing, loving, supporting family and friends but the littlest heartbreak can make you feel all alone like you have been abandoned and have no one at all, I struggle to find why it is that I get rejected, I feel like the more i give the more I'm rejected, does that even make sense? The only thing i can compare that to is Jesus who gave everything he had even to death and so many reject him.
To put your heart into a mans hands is simply the most dangerous thing to do with it, sometimes they treat it like a "hot potato" catching it and throwing it quickly cause its too "hot or intense" to hold on to.
I wish i could understand why this happens or why I keep letting it happen. Why do i fall so hard? Why do I trust so quickly? Why haven't i learned to built a wall of protection around my heart?
I have been wearing in on my sleeve and bearing in to the world since i was old enough to feel this emotional pain.