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A church without grace is a moralist centre
Escape to reality
I couldn't find a #bracket, so i made my own, that way i could loosen an tighten the #rig. By the way that is one of my #songs #EscapeToReality in the background
Reality is tough. All eyes are on you. That’s why you made an escape. You created an illusion, A world where you can laugh freely, dance foolishly, run naked and fall deeply. It is so good that you wanna stay there forever. But the time has come, like a person in coma you have to wake up. Pack your things up and leave Wonderland. There’s no Peter Pan and no Neverland. Like the cheshire cat on the tree, this will all be part of your dream. Once sweet forgotten memory. Perhaps if ever the path of illusion and reality cross, We can only say De ja vu.
A Subjective Viewpoint
If you love someone,
are you really willing to let them go?
If a girl has her heart broken but she doesn't tell anyone,
does she still feel the pain?
If you finally give up on a hopeless cause,
does that make you cowardly or courageous?
Well...
If nobody ever reads this blog,
does that mean it lacks a purpose?
The Story of Us
I've decided I'm very selfish.
No,
not the way you're thinking.
Though it seems I have been doing a lot of thinking lately
and this is my conclusion.
I don't want to share you with anyone,
ever.
If you really love someone,
you will let them go.
I love you more than you will ever know,
beyond any meaning that words can give.
Even when I want to bash your brains in for being stupid.
Even when I feel like I'm not good enough.
Even when I have to watch you interact with other pretty girls,
because that just reminds me that I am selfish.
I feel both blessed and cursed.
Blessed because you are so wonderful,
I have never met someone
with a gentler touch
and a kinder heart
who loves me, despite all my crazy.
Without you here to laugh at my stupid
and be stupid with me,
my life would be so much darker.
Cursed because you are so wonderful,
losing you scares me.
Losing your love and your best friend together?
That's a lot of heartbreak.
And I wonder why pouring my heart onto paper
makes me a little bit braver,
but I think I know.
Each flick of the pencil,
every word that I create makes me a little more vulnerable.
And I feel brave.
I've always wanted someone to read my thoughts,
but the personal thoughts,
the deep thoughts,
are the only ones worth sharing.
That's another reason I'm selfish.
I hide from so many,
hiding everything I write down from everybody except you.
So I have to keep you,
because keeping you is keeping me too,
if that makes any sense.
So I'll keep us like a book.
We will add more stories,
making the book much too valuable to ever throw away.
What's so bad about it?
Sometimes the guilt overwhelms me.
All I want is for him to be happy
but I never would have thought his happiness
would put a demand on my soul.
I don't want to see it
I don't want to touch it
I really don't want it in my mouth.
Why am I the only girl that seems to have a problem with it?
I'm just not ready but I feel pressured.
I try so hard her doesn't realize
how anxious I feel.
I fee like I'll vomit sometimes
so I'll make an excuse
and put it off another day.
Phew.
I don't want to have sex
I don't want to be sexual
I want to be fifteen not twenty five.
This is wrong
I'm all wrong.
I'm not ready
I'm scared
stop
stop
stop
I didn't sign up for this.
The guilt is there either way
I feel guilty if I don't
I feel guilty if I do.
Help!
I'm being crushed .
What have I done?
I love him so much!
Really?
Yes.
Then just get it over with.