Everyday Ramblings

     You love being cared about, but after telling Kyle he's acting very strange and you don't know what's wrong. Because you don't want to give the feeling of being cared about up it's tearing you apart because you know you have to. Kyle isn't the same and you know that you have to end it. You have to end these feelings but you really don't know how. You know how to get over jealousy but you don't know how to crush these feelings you have for him. You are lost and torn in two. Your second half is your feelings and the first half is your head; you know you have to end it. But feelings seem to be stronger than knowledge and it is winning, but very slowly. You are trying to fight this impossible war inside of you and you don't know which side is going to win and all you want to do is run away. You want to go back home so you never have to see him again. You want him to find someone else so you can overcome jealousy instead b...

First let's define a few words:      1. Lie- To speak falsely or untruth knowingly, as with intent to deceive.      2. Honest- Freedom from deceit or fraud. Now let me ask you a question, why is it that we have trouble telling the truth? Now think about this question as I tell you a story. Here are the characters:      1. A boy by the name of Kyle      2. A girl by the name of YOU      3. Another girl by the name of Flagitious (look up this word and this person is EXACTLY this word except 7 times worse)      4. Another girl by the name of Petulant (very skinny has brown hair that is always up except chunks by her ears. Her hair seems to always be greasy and she actually has feelings)      5. Yet another girl by the name of Grand (Very pretty. Has dark hair that is tied up at the top of her head! She is CRAZY for lacrosse and loves e...

    You've had an awful week and while you are talking to Kyle he asks you, "How are you?" You say,"I'm alright. A lot better than yesterday." He asks you, "What happened yesterday?" You weren't expecting that question. You were expecting something like, "Oh that's good." You sit there speechless for half a second and then you stumble on your words, "It was just a bad day." He then says something again that makes your heart hurt, "Why didn't you tell me?" You answer him, "Because I didn't want to bother you." "I want you to tell me." "But why?" "Because I care." And that's when your heart just falls to peices and you feel like you can tell him next time, but your not sure if he's serious or not; you want to test the waters. This all goes through your head in a half a second and you come to one conclusion; all you want is a hug.      You sit there ...