Celebrity remembrance day, basically you will celebrate the lives of all the celebrities that have pasted on in some way shape or form.

Yeah i was sitting around and I was like if a girl was fed up with fighting for a relationships that was over what would she say well this is what I think


Dear Boy who doesn't see me,

I sit here and listen to you tell me in so many ways that I'm not good enough for you.
I take it all in hoping that at the end of day the things that I do no longer bother you.
I try so hard to be the girl you want me to be, but I can't be her. I struggle so hard to
be the woman that shows you herself and hopes that you accept me for it. When you
constantly tell me that I'm hindering the improvement of our relationship am I suppose
to be happy? Am I suppose to sit back and write a list of these things? I hurt like you hurt
...love like you love...need like you need. I don't want to be the girl that complains...that
tells you things that hurt me because at the end of day all I want is you. If that means
we have to fight and you blame me then I'm willing to accept that. If that means I have
to be away from you then I accept. If that means that I have to watch you slowly drift
away from me, then I accept unwillingly. I will stand in the sidelines and watch you drift
away and watch the love fade from you eyes. I will feel how your touch changes with
every passing day. My heart aches each time I think about the day that you will no
longer love me. I hope that this reaches you before it is to late for there to be an inkling
of love left. See at the end of the day it hurts worst when you don't see me...but you
see who you wish I was. maybe you wish like hell I was her or that I was some woman
that only you could have. I feel that the things you want will break me, will rip me into
pieces and I wish it were not a possible fate. I love you and saying those words brings
a whirlwind of emotions that destroyed me as a person. Maybe it was never meant to be
....or maybe you never fought to keep it the way it was. I fought until there was nothing
left, I fought til I thought I was going to be lost for ever. And after the fight in me was gone,
I fought some more then I watched you stop loving me. I watched you break me apart as
a person and I never once complained. I hope that at the end of this letter you understand
that things got too hard...shit started to fall apart and I was the only one trying yo fix it.
I got tired of working alone...I got tired of making myself who you wanted me to be....I got
tired of not being me. I love you but I'm done with not being the girl you wished I was
because I can only be who I am. I got tired of feeling like you loved me because you had to.
I wished that you would love because you could and because at the end of the day you did.
So at the end I realized that we were never meant to be together I was just a convenient
distraction. Or maybe I'm telling myself that because it hurts less then thinking about not
being with you.......you not loving me...........me not be the girl you wish I was.

Sincerely,
A heart that was broken on to many times.

P.S. As long as I have a heartbeat there will be a beat that pains to know you're gone.

Been awhile but I'm going to post twice today, I have a lot to say....


The things we hope for are those that we know we will never obtain. We wish and envision the things that can never be. HOPE. A small word with so much meaning, I hoped for the usual things. You know the ones, Love, Happiness, Wealth, oh and lets not forget the ‘Happily Ever After’ that every girl wants. I had thought it was the kind of thing that you just know is there. I guess we never took the time to realize that hope was just our way of escaping reality. A reality where hope is not an option, but a dream, I wish this reality had hit before my heart dove head first into what this world calls love. Love was not something I thought I was allowed to have …. To know …. To even conceive. Yet here I was in love with a man that was in more danger then he would ever realize. He was in danger because he chose to love me, not because he is with me, but because he chose to love me. Loving me will never be one of the best decisions he will take the time to make in his life. I know you’re wondering, why is loving me so bad? Well, because I wasn’t the type of girl anyone should fall in love with, but he disregarded that and took a leap of faith. I hoped that he would come to his senses and walk away before he got hurt. I hoped that he would stay and love me forever, how ever long forever might be. I hoped that the danger I posed to him would digress with time. I hoped that one day I would be the woman he thought I was. I was hoping that he would love me despite what I was at times, but when you know that you could kill someone you love, you can only hope that they can forgive you for being the monster you really are.