Pretty eyed boys, girls die to trust.
I don’t wanna waste my time liking someone. I mean like I never really saw the point in it. Every time I like a boy, either someone I know likes him also, he doesn’t like me, I’m not he’s “type”, and in the end I’m the one that gets hurt. Always. It’s never been a happy ending for me. So what makes this so different now. I like this kid but he’ll never like me. I’ll just quit while I’m already ahead. I like being alone anyways. I’m use to it by now.
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Trust.
It can be blindly misread. You may think you know someone, until they completely disappoint everything you thought you knew about them. It’s people like this, who slowly tear apart your heart. You let them in open-mindedly, only to end up broken. They are the ones that instill the disbelief that good people are actually out there.
+Disaster.
Sometimes I wish I had a different life; sometimes I wish I could wake up and smile in excitement for a new day, and when the light shines through, I can look out into the beauty. I wish things were simplier; I wish worry, depression, regret, and failure were non-existent. They overwhelm my thorn-filled being. I wish you never came into my life. You’re painful voice runs through my head - your memories are not wanted in my mind. All I want is a genuine feeling of happiness - something positive to get me through the constant bumps in the road.
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You never learn.
You never learn. You always take that extra step, when all you need to do is turn around and remember who helped you through the bumps. They are the ones that will never leave, never cheat, never lie, or deceive. Your heart is safe with them, unlike other’s; they just toss it around like a game. Sad thing is, you’ll never see it. You’ll never understand how hard they work to give you the best in life. You’ll always go for the ‘others’ because your insecurities take over your emotions. You’re stubborn, and foolish. Second chances are for those who remorsefully come forth, those who know they’re wrong, and those who accept their mistakes. Not for the people who are sorry they got caught. But again, you’ll never see that, and that alone, breaks my heart. You ignore the advice of love, and listen to the voice of deception. Will you ever learn? I only have hopes.
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