Let Go

Maybe after all these internal battles, I can one day put down this heavy sword.

Maybe when I leave it, I can get it to stain and rust.

Maybe one day I wouldn't need to cringe in horror during my attempts to call myself beautiful.

I can't wait.

Or so it was said.

One should treat others as one would like others to treat oneself.

Hmm. I guess it doesn't apply the same way for everyone. But it's okay. At least I know He will always accept me :')

You.

Someone is always going to be more athletic.

Someone is always going to be more good-looking.

Someone is always going to be more intelligent.

Someone is always going to be more popular.

Someone is always going to be more wanted.

Someone is always going to be more -

Oit. Stop there. If that is what you all think,

Then why not make that someone, you? :)

Inner Desire.

 

 People have a tons of wishes. 

Of all widest imaginations. 

But all I ask of,

 is to be genuinely happy.

Is that too much to wish for? :\

Your Attachment

Maybe we're like pieces of cloth, maybe some are velvet or plain cotton. Maybe the bonds we build with people, are like attaching a little part of us, on their cloths. Maybe this is how we connect as we grow closer together. Maybe if it's love or commitment, a bigger part of us is tied.

& maybe that's the reason why when people walk out of our lives, a little bit of us is ripped and torn apart.

A Heart Of Gratitude

I just want to say, thank you for giving me so much to remember.

Not Alone

Are there times you feel like the only one? When everyone else feels happy, maybe you feel sad. Or maybe when you're happy, everyone's the opposite. It's like you're always alone.

But hey, let me convey my feelings in a story on how you aren't alone in anything.

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A girl silently walked in the busy hallway, hoping to be not noticed or given attention at all as she pulled down the sleeves of her school uniform sub-consciously. Unfortunately, she bumped into a girl who got angry with her. The girl humbly said sorry but the apology was rejected. By this time the opposing girl had recognize the self-conscious girl.

"You're that infamous girl now aren't you?" remarked the girl. "Let's if the rumors were right!" By now, the girl's gang had ganged up against the poor girl and took hold of her. The girl roughly pulled up her sleeves to reveal scars and cuts all over. "Hah!" said the girl in satisfaction. "They were right! You are are such an attention seeker!" "Trying to gain pity!" accused another. "Cutter!" said someone else.

There was a lot more name calling, causing a great commotion when someone cut the whole atmosphere right through with just his presence. "It's him!" hushed someone in the crowd. "I wonder is he going to say?" said another in a low tone. "Everyone respects his opinion." The boy slowly walked forward, everyone sub-consciously pulling aside, making him and the girl the center of attention.

The boy first looked at the scared girl, and then at the crowd around him. Making sure everyone could see him, slowly but surely as he pulled up his sleeves he then revealed. The markings of an ex-cutter.

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Yea, you aren't alone in anything.