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I thought I had you figured out
{/ stalker information --
the lunatic
SHE'S: REBECCA, 14+, somewhere between boy and girl, stubborn, irresponsible, a ticking time bomb.
SPECIAL DATE(S): 21st Sept.
CURRENTLY IN: ZHSS, ELDDS - Debate, 2E1'10, 3E4'11
LOVES: GOD, family, friends, food, CHOCOLATEEE (esp. WHITE. ;DD), animals, whacking people, arguing, eating, sleeping, being a pig and M-U-S-I-C TTM~!!
DISLIKES: Irritating people, flakes, act-big-people, bitches & people against God like CHAN MAN CHUNNNN!! D<
WANTS: brown HEADPHONES, more BOOKS, more HOODIES (different colours please), more CLOTHES AND a JOB
you've stopped at:
takemesky-high@bs
at the beginning with you
passing by //
Tuesday, November 16, 2010 ( 10:22 PM )
._____. Everyone around me's moving on; they're all letting go of the past and getting over their guys. What about me?? I'm lolly-gagging, day-dreaming and worst of all, I'm stuck in the moment. I honestly don't know if I'm fully over him. The first real J. I don't know at all. And now, I'm afraid I'll never be able to move on, to grow up; and I'm sick of it. I'm sick of watching other people running past me, laughing at me, whilst I'm just 'resting' there. I'm sick of sitting here waiting for something to happen. I'm sick of never being able to get real and let go. And, I'm sick of myself. Gosh I suck.
Sigh. Now, I know, no one can help me but myself. I tried lying to myself, tried telling myself that things will get better, that I will eventually forget and move on. I'm such a horrible liar.
Move on Rebecca. Move on.
