personal drama

Sometimes you meet someone and you just know they won't stick around, yet you befriend them anyway. I had a one year friend recently, but she was toxic. She is abusive, an manipulative, she doesn't understand that the world doesn't revolve around her. She needs a reality check, and when I tried to hold her accountable for her crap, she flipped shit and "cut me out". I feel sorry for her though, because she has no idea how to handle the real world, because everything is handed to her on a silver platter. I personally don't believe it is healthy to feed the thought of "hate" and I try my best not to be rude to her. Unfortunately even those close friends that you think wont hurt you do. One of my closest is currently in a very self destructive situation and she has no idea how to handle it, so she assumed she could just change my life instead of her own. I desided that I need to stop letting her call all the shots in my life, so I am no longer speaking to her, she needs to realize her priorities, and that she is hurting other people, and I'm not going to waste my time trying to explain myself to someone who dosnt want to listen, and who disregards my feelings as a joke. I'm ready to talk when she is ready to treat me as an equal.

Your modern every day fairy tail

In honour of valentines day I wrote a pice on my first kiss with the love of my life... So anyways here it goes!!

He held me tight, as we sat hidden beside the piano in my livingroom. His lips danced across every inch of my face. I looked up at him and his molten caramel eyes captured me as I fell into them. He pressed his lips softly against mine as his fingers grazed the back of my neck. My eyes fluttered shut, and my whole body melted into his as he deepened the kiss. Then, when I finally came up for air, I mumbled "I Love You" clumsily against his lips. He smiled, and kissed me again.

It was something you only read about in books.

Something I hate to admit

I don't know what to do about this, I hate how hatefull and jealous I feel. She writes about him and she pines over losing him, but it's her fault she lost him. She has no right to write about him on his birthday. I am the one who comforted him on his birthday after he read what she wrote. SHe has no right to make him feel anything anymore. I hate that she still makes him feel something. I hate that she thinks she can just say the things she does and that everything will be fine. I hate that she accuses me of changing him. I hate how hateful she makes me. I hate that she hurts him so much, and that he is so damaged because of her. I love him so much, and I see him struggle everyday because of the things she has done to him.

why I hate her even though its not right