Sick

I am stuck.
The body I own is holding me down and keeping me back.
I want everything to be ok.
I need everything to be fine.
I have no way of exiting this world of nothing.
I want people to know im here, even if i am stuck, sitting and waiting for myself to recover.
I want you to hear my pain, the pain of me having to miss the events you want me to be at, or the moments that will never be relived.
If im sick, arent you suppose to care more? I feel nothing of that.
Each day im becoming more and more alone and you forgetting im just sitting cooped up in my bed.
Forgetting me like this, hurts more than you just picking up and leaving.
I'm sorry i cant do my best.

Waste of Energy

I am honestly sick of the people who have no thought.
Is there any need to be so rude to someone, when all you did is take something little too far?
I open my mouth, then suddenly it becomes a problem.
Do you not agree with what I've said?
I know your a little pain in the ass, if after the first sentence that comes out my mouth, you seem to ark up about.
Really, I hate liars. Three reasons being.
1) They Lie
2)They are obviously boring people if they lie
3)I take no intrest to them
Trust is something else.
Who do I trust? Should I trust you simply because your good at listening to me?
Well for all I know you could, be a liar. I don't like that.
Should I trust you because, maybe you buy me things?
Should I trust you because, your friends with all my friends?
No, why on earth would I? I'm over people strolling into my life, expecting me to be able to trust them. If you dont ask me these simple questions like?
-Do you trust me?
Or

-Can I trust you?

I will never know how to exactly handle you when I come out and say "Oh well im not telling you that, I dont trust you". and then you get all sulky and miserable because you didnt think about asking those questions. Get over it.
Last but not least,
The people who love making other people's lives hell by assuming.
Don't assume, because I know if you do it more than once in our friendship.
You can go find someone else to assume about.
Well to conclude this very truthful Blog, I am not a heartless bitch 24/7, I do care about people, I do not hate society for stupid reasons and I am spilling this all out because I really couldn't give a shit.
Thanks x

Shopping at Christmas

The crazy faces, looking around for a bargain.
The franctic women, pushing into the crowd.
Children with sulky faces, asking and begging for things that aren't needed.
The over done decorations.
The depressed old folk, who know christmas is being spent alone in their little tiny room down at the retirement home.
The men who just want the holiday to be over.
The overcrowded spaces.
The shops filled with cheery christmas songs, that just bring the atmosphere to seem more depressing.
You see the people buying things for the loved ones, in the end what's brought isn't needed or good enough.
At the end of the day, you have less money, sore feet, a blistering headache and a smile that says, this shit is nearly over.

70s&80s

Enjoying what the past is.

The fashion, the style, it's addicting to love.

Browsing through time and encoutering in history.

The greats, the legends and the people's names who stand tall.

Music that never gets old.

Trends that repeat as time relaps.

Beautiful, wonderful, amazing and inspiring.

Everthing, everyday

I get up, get out of bed,
it's a place one step below hell.
I sit in all self pity i own.
Nothing ever makes life grow a little taller, but i continue to spend my unhappy hours dwelling in everyone elses perfectly spent days.
Get my out, i want an exit sign and a door.
please