xxwarbee
Monday, April 1, 2013
Thursday, March 28, 2013
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Sometimes
I prefer nothing but the truth.
Even if it hurts the hell out of you.
Because I think that everyone deserves that.
The truth.
Sometimes I feel that it is only because of hope I am holding on, that I am carrying through.
Hope for a future.
Hope for a future with happiness.
Hope for something better.
Hope for whatever.
I don’t know what this future holds for me & sometimes all I want is to just give up. Its so tiring, to hope for something that might never come true but its funny how time and time again I find myself hoping.
Hoping isn't enough I guess. It's time for me to let it go, set it free, stop hoping and carry on with anything that I'm doing right now.
I had enough,
I am not going to wait anymore.
You understand nothing.
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| You can fake a smile, but not your feelings. |
xxwarbee
Monday, November 5, 2012
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"In time they could not even fly after their hats.
Want of practice, they called it;
But what it really meant was
That they no longer believed."
J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan
xxwarbee
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
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| skies the limit |
“We create first impressions based on the smallest of things. A smile. A firm handshake. A friendly demeanor. But, humans are layered. We lift veil after veil, and it’s only when we slip past a smile and meander through our cortex that we find something that we can truly call human. We’re built as natural defense mechanisms. We hide our vulnerabilities and show strength with an upturned chin and a straight gait, but which of us mean it? Which of us can keep our shoulders like level weights without showing the vulnerability in our curves? We create angles in our form. We’ll choose empowerment in the form of redwoods instead of bending ourselves like boughs. We’re strong enough to hold an ocean instead of admitting that we’re fragile enough to be swallowed by the sea, and in that, I find humanity’s greatest flaw. We pretend to be someone we’re not, although fragility is what makes us all beautiful. We don suits and straighten our ties and walk around holding our breaths, knowing that once we step into the safety of our homes, we’d take off our skin and place them side-by-side next to our loafers. We are who we are when we believe that no one’s looking, and in turn we’re losing ourselves to what society is trying to mold us into. We’re told to conform to a monochrome world instead of painting our skies the colors we feel in. First impressions bother me because they’re nothing but well-dressed lies. I’m not interested in who you are at first glance. I’m not interested in the person that you claim to be. I only want to know what color your seas are. I only want to know what you bleed.”
Gotta learn from this. This!
xxwarbee
Friday, November 25, 2011
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Trust me.. I can take jokes, and I know how to be silly, but there’s a point when some things you say cross the line and end up being rude as fuck. Learn how to think before you speak. Do you not hear what you’re saying, or are you naturally that blunt? I don’t even know why I tolerate half the crap you’re constantly throwing at me. I may laugh and smile at it now, but I might not be so nice about it next time.
xxwarbee
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
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I wanna go back to the generation where "going out" was going on a date, not immediately begin bf/gf.
I wanna go back to the generation when a guy had to get permission from the girl's parents to ask her out.
I wanna go back to the generation where a guy would physically call her and talk to her, not text.
I wanna go back to the generation where a girl can get any guy just by wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and a pair of sneakers.
I wanna go back to the generation where love actually made sense...
I wanna go back to the generation when a guy had to get permission from the girl's parents to ask her out.
I wanna go back to the generation where a guy would physically call her and talk to her, not text.
I wanna go back to the generation where a girl can get any guy just by wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and a pair of sneakers.
I wanna go back to the generation where love actually made sense...
xxwarbee
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