Showing posts with label My Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Life. Show all posts

Thursday, January 27, 2011

My feelings are tearing me apart.

There are so many things tearing me apart right now.

I hate when people get a big head, or want all the credit, or are a bitch for no reason. I don't understand it. Why can't you just be happy? Why can't you like people? Yeah, I don't like many people, or show affection or whatever, but I care for them. That might not make sense to anyone else, but I care for everyone, I just don't like them for the choices they make. But why do you blow up on them? Then you wonder why people don't like you. Isn't it obvious?
I hate when people only want the benefit of things. I do help, and I let you take the credit for everything. It pisses me off beyond belief, and I wish you'd stop taking advantage of me since I'm supposed to be your "friend."
I hate the fact that I may move down in my class. I will feel like a complete failure. I just wish I could hold my spot, but I'm not sure how promising that is. I guess I'll just have to accept it if it happens.
I hate that I can't make anybody happy. I just feel like nobody cares anymore. I can't do anything right and I just upset everyone.
I wish I could commit to one person, but my feelings are always changing. I like girls who give me the slightest bit of attention, and it's pathetic. I get these random spurts of feelings for people, but I'm always scared that they'll go away so I never try, I never try to restore what once was.
I had a dream about you today and I miss you so much. It was so nice, in that dream, where we talked again. I woke up with a sensation of happiness, just at the thought of talking to you. I miss you terribly. I'm so sorry.


Where is my head anymore? Why can't I just stop being so sad. It's so annoying, but I can't help it. I'll fix it, I hope. I hope that this will all get better soon. I'm sorry for wasting this space on the internet since I know that nobody is going to read this, and the slight chance that somebody does, I'm sorry for wasting your time. I really am.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

I've realized something.

Not suddenly, I've just been trying to formulate it into words, I guess. And gain the confidence to actually admit it.
I cannot care for another human the way that they want me to. I'm not sure why. Maybe something happened in my past that triggered it? Maybe it's a collection of events? Maybe it's the reason I think? Maybe it just isn't for me.
I like dating, for the first few weeks, anyways. I like the excitement, the new-ness of it. But after a while, I feel like it's a burden. It's not that I don't like the person back, but I fear that I can't give enough. I start to feel smothered and I start to want to pull away. I need my space. I need my freedom and the ability to do what I want without having to tell someone what I'm doing, or to text somebody constantly. I just feel like my personal space is being taken from me, and I hate the feeling of that. I like to be able to do whatever I want whenever I want, but I also like people, so I'm torn. I like the affection, I like getting to know people better and talking with them. I do get feelings for people, and they're usually strong, but these reasons make me pull away.
I just feel like I can't reciprocate the feelings correctly and I feel like it's a lie. I feel like I'm doing something wrong, so, even though I'm going against what I actually want, I end it, so that I don't lead them on or make it one-sided, where they're putting in all the effort.


I'm a really weird kid, I know. I'm trying to get better, I swear.

Friday, July 9, 2010

My Life, As of Now, In Less Than 100 Words...

Marching band just started. I'm Section Leader. The music is challenging, but I'm pushing my section to memorize and learn the music now! I hangout with Haleigh and Crystal almost every night. I've hungout with Katie a couple times and it reminds me of last summer, which I love. Fourth of July was fun. We had about 500 bottle rockets and various others. I got my saxophone fixed today. Things are crazy, but I enjoy it. But best of all, life is good.



P.S. Nicole is cool.