(This whole things is really fucking random)
& even if I screamed it off the fucking rooftops no one would understand how I feel. Perhaps 'cause I'm all too fake, worried about the material things in life - when you don't have anything else what is there to hold on to other than your possesions? It's alot deeper than that though, underneath all the want, want, want there is a sad, scared, stupid little girl that is completely naive and blinded by her emotions. Most of me/mymind/body/soul is made of hate, for other people, envy for what they have, what I cannot ever get. I hate lying more than I hate liars - it's a flaw, probably one of my biggest, I can't lie it makes me nervous, when it comes to other people I have major trust issues. If you tell me somthing, I'll believe it, until I start doubting it & have to be constantly reminded that it's true or I won't believe it - that way when I find out you lied I won't be that hurt, I'll just build my wall that much higher next time around.
The rest of me is made up of apologizing. I can't help it, it's my fault, it always is.
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Beauty is pain.
Love is perfection.
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