
you're a diamond, thanks for your help :)
you have to go and see it. or else you're not cool.
you don't think i'm cool anyway.
..true. <3
yaay for barefaced photos of oneself with a bra strap blatantly showing. oh, so classy. and don't you just love the dark circles under my eyes? you don't get more attractive.. xD yeahh, i don't sleep enough. 3-4 hours a night, usually. :L ahh well.. i'll live. xD
how do i manage to injure myself at work every single sunday?! xD my fingernails are just mutilated from ripping open boxes, and during the course of the day i've somehow managed to bite through my lip.. what a fail.
bit of an afternoon for epiphanies, this <3 just been thinking a lot about this year, and my regrets.. hopped off the bus and into my pretty little village area, all lit up and beautiful in the sunshine with the Sunday air all crisp and clean and had that feeling of being alive. of being unique. ^-^ which i looove. why do all of the skets and plastics try so hard to follow fashions and what's on trend? that doesn't make you stand out. that's just imitating everybody else. nobody notices you if you're just the same.. well, maybe they don't want to be noticed. i mean, the way me and my friends act and dress is received pretty negatively, but it's attention. we're the ones they'll really remember, whilst those other girls are the 'fit' ones who just crossed their path by chance, and they'll forget soon enough. hehe. i'd rather be me. <3
i'm getting my independence back, too. i've gotten so much stronger this year..
whatever doesn't kill you only makes you stronger
i don't need a guy to make me feel good anymore. and one day i want to be able to truly stand up and tell the world that i just do not give a fuck. because i'm free. i'm only seventeen years old, i've got nothing but time.. and i can't say that, given the chance, if i could go back, i wouldn't change anything - but i belong to me now. and i'm not one to just obey, and settle, and compromise. i want all that i can get and then some. i want to overindulge, overspend, oversleep. i want to drink too much and party too hard and love too deeply and fall too far. i want to find out if all this shit is really true and most of all, i wanna know what it's like to feel completely, unbelievably alive. i think that just because you're breathing, just because you can move your arms and legs and communicate, it doesn't mean you're alive; it just means you exist - and (as Vivi would say :P) you can never even prove that you exist. i've never understood people who say stuff like 'what's the point, we're all going to die anyway.' why are you wasting your time being all depressive then?! we're all going to die, but i'd much rather live a life of crazed happiness and stupidity than settle for the unfulfilled life of not bothering, just because i'm going to die. and how do we know that we're going to die anyway? you don't know what's out there. nobody does. and one day, i'm going to find out; but until then, i'm fucking alive <3
i'm not the kind
to lay down and die..
i'm doing it again.. waiting. no, fuck it, i'm not going to wait. i've got a choice, dammit. i can make something happen, easily, or i can forget, and slowly stop caring. we're not born in pairs; i don't need him. if i needed him, how did i survive this long without him? and tbh, before, i wasn't so sure i was going to survive. but now, i know that i'm going to do more than that; more than merely survive - i'm gonna be happy with it. i'm going to do something insane, something illegal, something amazing. one day, everyone will know my name, and everyone will remember me, and he'll look back in regret and kick himself for what he did to me.
i hate him so much for doing this to you.
i don't. i just hate it that i let him.
but i've made up my mind now. i'm going to turn myself into the best fucking thing that he never had. i'm going to work my butt off for it. i'm going to make something of myself. all he does is criticize - my class, my looks, my clothes, my accent - but one day, i'll be a musician, or an author, or a dancer. and i'll forget about him.
but he'll never forget about me. <3
i'm going to make it into your loss, not mine. i'll forget the scars; pass them off as something else and smile, that little smile you once told me was pretty. you seem to think you're always right about everything, but i'm gonna make sure that i was your biggest mistake. <3
i'm still fighting, still battling, still struggling, but i swear down, i'm going to make it. i'm going to make it out of this tunnel. i'm going to be the last one standing. i can. i will.
watch out world,
Geo'sBACK.
roll on tuesday, because it's gonna be the start of the rest of my life, and i'm facking exciited :D
<3 Geo x
someday, i'll be living in a big old city
and all you're ever gonna be is mean
& i can see you, years from now, in a bar
talking over a football game
with that same big loud opinion
but nobody's listening
washed-up and ranting about the same old bitter thing
drunk and rumbling on about how "i can't sing" -
but all you are is mean
all you are is mean
and a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life
and mean..