"Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable."

Take a broken girl, treat her like a famous princess, give her the best seats in the house. Tell her something true when all she's known are lies. Tell her about forgiveness, the possibility of freedom, tell her she was made to dance in white dresses. All these things are true.

Friday, January 29, 2010

It's like being in love, You rob your own mind, You defile your bed.

Let Me Put it Plainly...Subs Suck. Here's my rant about mine: "Fucking bitch. She has no fucking right to fucking come into this god damn class. It isn't her fucking class. And then to get mad at me when she said that she was going to go around the room to get tardy people. Fucking disgrace of a god damn teacher. No wonder no one fucking likes her. And the sub looks like a god damn full grown mother fucking munchkin. A Little Harsh? Maybe. I dunno, I was in a bad mood and we had this really mean teacher in my class. I mean, my friend had that teacher for French and she lasted a semester because she was tired of hearing that teacher tell them about how they were a disgrace to the student body and that they were going to live their lives working as the greeter at Wal-mart. I fucking hate subs!

Monday, January 4, 2010

For Never Was A Story Of More Woe Than Of Juliet And Her Romeo

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Juliet:
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.


Romeo:
[Aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?


Juliet:
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy:
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? It is nor hand nor foot,
Nor arm nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O be some other name!
What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other word would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
and for thy name, which is no part of thee,
Take all myself.


Romeo And Juliet Act 2, scene 2, 33–49
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Friday, January 1, 2010

You held my hand and walked me home.

I told him goodbye. One of the most stupid things I have done. He really was a good friend. Even if he did stop liking me...I still wanted him as a friend. Since Michael left, it's like he's the one of the only people I could come to with anything. I can't believe I could just throw it away like that. I don't want him to go...but maybe it was for the best? I just...I don't know what to do. I feel lost, worthless, helpless. Like I'm in this big black pit of nothingness and I can't get out. I can now see why he doesn't want anything to do with me. I'm nothing but a drama filled teenage girl. Who wants that? No one. I feel so pathetic right now. >.<