I hate you
I hate her for trying to be me.
I hate who you wanted me to be, and I hate that I couldn't be her.
I hate that you think you know what I need. I hate that you're so wrong.
I hate this.
I hate that I can't hate you.
I hate how much I hate seeing her.
I. HATE. HER.
I hate that you're all gonna read this and think that I'm jealous.
I hate that I'm not. I really just hate you.
And I hate her for trying to be me.
Her fat legs will never. EVER. be me.
She won't put up with what I did.
She won't help fix you like I did.
I bet she won't give half as much as I gave you.
backstabbing. lowlife.
I know I had a thing with your ex.. but I stopped, and called the whole thing off, because, even though we weren't ever anything near friends, I RESPECTED you.
But, whatever, bitch.
eat my sloppy seconds. I truthfully could care so much less.
Ya know what I want?
You.
To
LEAVE
ME
ALONE.
It's been two days and you have finally seemed to receive my point.
and I am so happy about it.
About Me
- Kris Marie
- I am Kristen Marie. But I prefer to be called Kris. I have lots of friends, a few close ones. I love children and animals. I have the very deep love for vanilla coke, chocolate, and star burst jellybeans. I have a crazy brother, and goofy father. I am individual, free, and me. Welcome (:
Friday, November 30, 2012
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
love. [luhv]
love is defined as a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
But love cannot be so easily defined, or even described.
True love is an amazing, crazy, moving, and confusing mixture.
Love is seeing the person that you feel for smiling at you, because you're smiling at them, because they're smiling at you. That's where it starts. The feelings deep in you, those that confuse you and make your heart soar all at the same time, they radiate through you heart over and over. Turning them over endlessly, working away the layer of uncertainty: unearthing raw, unexposed desire. New emotions ebb and flow, coursing through your veins.
Next, in the middle of the night, you will find your mind delving deep into his eyes. The way that they glitter and shine whenever you're around. There your heart will stop, but only for a brief moment. Once you have recovered, your mind will fly: sending your thoughts reeling into his smile. The way his eyes crinkle in the slightest, most adorable way whenever he smiles at you. His arms and the security, the warmth in them, will radiate through your mind, encircling your heart. The beauty and joy it holds, the promise locked somewhere deep within it.
It will really hit you hard when you first feel that pang in your stomach. The one that sets every butterfly ever hatched, loose in your tummy: nervousness growing. When you're standing in front of the mirror trying every single outfit on, hating each one, because they aren't fitting for how you want to look for him, it will swell inside you: the hope that he'll see you do it all for him. You dream and pray his feelings are just as eloquent.
The feeling will grasp you tightly. It will wear away that vulnerable layer on your heart... peeling away all layers of old hurt, clearing away to make a new surface to be etched with beautiful memories of the love that's to come. Every single tear drop of the past will come to life, turning to a rainbow illustrating the purpose they served. Your eyes were cleared of the way things were, and opened to what could be. All strain of your heart is not only gone, but worth it.
All it takes is one kiss. A simple brush of the lips, and you feel it. The zing in your ears, the pounding in your heart. You'll just know.
But love cannot be so easily defined, or even described.
True love is an amazing, crazy, moving, and confusing mixture.
Love is seeing the person that you feel for smiling at you, because you're smiling at them, because they're smiling at you. That's where it starts. The feelings deep in you, those that confuse you and make your heart soar all at the same time, they radiate through you heart over and over. Turning them over endlessly, working away the layer of uncertainty: unearthing raw, unexposed desire. New emotions ebb and flow, coursing through your veins.
Next, in the middle of the night, you will find your mind delving deep into his eyes. The way that they glitter and shine whenever you're around. There your heart will stop, but only for a brief moment. Once you have recovered, your mind will fly: sending your thoughts reeling into his smile. The way his eyes crinkle in the slightest, most adorable way whenever he smiles at you. His arms and the security, the warmth in them, will radiate through your mind, encircling your heart. The beauty and joy it holds, the promise locked somewhere deep within it.
It will really hit you hard when you first feel that pang in your stomach. The one that sets every butterfly ever hatched, loose in your tummy: nervousness growing. When you're standing in front of the mirror trying every single outfit on, hating each one, because they aren't fitting for how you want to look for him, it will swell inside you: the hope that he'll see you do it all for him. You dream and pray his feelings are just as eloquent.
The feeling will grasp you tightly. It will wear away that vulnerable layer on your heart... peeling away all layers of old hurt, clearing away to make a new surface to be etched with beautiful memories of the love that's to come. Every single tear drop of the past will come to life, turning to a rainbow illustrating the purpose they served. Your eyes were cleared of the way things were, and opened to what could be. All strain of your heart is not only gone, but worth it.
All it takes is one kiss. A simple brush of the lips, and you feel it. The zing in your ears, the pounding in your heart. You'll just know.
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