memory is a strange thing. it's often overlooked; it's something that almost everyone has. something happens and they remember it from that moment on. memory isn't always a good thing, though. sometimes a flashback can haunt your thoughts. for example, doing something embarrassing, getting rejected, saying something you regret, etc. some people stay up late remembering things they've done. sometimes, you never really know the true value of a moment until it becomes just a wisp of a memory. and even though i want to, there are just some parts & pieces of my memory that i cant erase. sometimes, it's not only the bad memories that's making you sad... but also the best one which you know will not happen for a second time.
hai im emily. wait no scratch that. im juliet looking for my romeo and a new pair of converse (': i was in love, but that was yesterday. i want to live my life, not just survive. but, it's hard to grow up in a world where you never feel like you're good enough. silence can be a girl's loudest cry. i think that in the end, we're all a little bit fucked up sometimes. anyways, this is my blog where i post my true feelings and all that actual shit. here, im real. and there's no stopping me.
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