This Is What I Will Say

I need to just get over this.
Because nothing lasts forever and I have learned this the hard way. The fact that I am giving in to puppy love and false pretensions and high hopes right now is ridiculous.
I'm not going to fall down the same hole again.
Not after it took me so incredibly long just to be okay again.
It's getting to the point where promises are going to be made and secrets are going to be shared. I think I should just put a stop to it. I'm not going to play a fool once more. I will never make anyone promise anything to me ever again. Nothing comes good from it.
People at this age are just selfish and confused. We aren't stable enough to make mature decisions.
It's better for me to be alone then let things get carried away and wind up being hurt again. I just don't think I was made for anybody. I've got so much imbalances and...baggage.
It's better to be alone than to be hurt.
I'm sorry.

S-T-O-P! You're rocking the forrest!

Dreaming Of Flying

Teenagers

I look to you and you send me a smile
I don't know why I'm in such denial
We're speeding up and stopping abruptly
You'll be there in case I fall

The coast is clear, the kids are alone
The parents are gone for now
Misdemeanors aren't the problem
Bodies compressed is all we need

We're just confused and lonely
That's all we'll ever be
I should put some faith in you
But I'm on a running spree

I'm Am In Utter And Total Like

ohayitskendar: /internet slap
halofreak324: internet dodge
ohayitskendar: fuck
ohayitskendar: lazers pew pew
halofreak324: shotgun
halofreak324: fart noise
ohayitskendar: I've got a shield that blocks shotguns
ohayitskendar: and all guns ever
halofreak324: well
halofreak324: fuck
halofreak324: how about spears?
halofreak324: or num chucks?
ohayitskendar: fuck
halofreak324: yeah thass what i thoguht
ohayitskendar: well I've got a flying....dog
ohayitskendar: and it carries me away from your harpoons of death
halofreak324: fuck
halofreak324: my only weakness
halofreak324: flying dogs
ohayitskendar: shit yeah

There is hope.
Please stick around.

I really like you, but I'm just too terrified of having my heart ripped out again.

I don't want to be alive anymore.


It's a terrible thing to say.
Especially since things have been perking up quite a lot lately.
But I just can't deal.
Good thing I'm too much of a pussy to do anything.