Love is just an illusion that sets your mind and perceives it in a different way. I used to think that I was in love with you. That you are the one. But I grew up. I learned that just because a guy gives me butterflies doesn't mean I’m meant to be with him. So I guess I just thought I loved you. I guess it was just lust, and I shouldn't be depressed or sad that we ended. But learn from it and move on. You should too.

There is something about you that makes me want to hate you, but I can’t. I.. don’t even know. I can’t explain it. Sometimes you make me so mad even though I know at times you are just messing with me. But sometimes you make me smile and I love it. How a person can impact your life even if it’s only been a short time. That’s so cute, haha.

Met this really cute guy. He had a nice style. Nice everything, oh my god. He gave me his jacket to wear because it was cold. The way he offered it, was so sweet. Then I saw him shiver and asked him he wanted it back, and the way he nodded 'no' and refusing to take it back was so cute haha. Arrgh, I just didn’t like the fact that I was hella bumming it and looked like mess.

Isn't it weird and funny:

• People who you don’t know, read your blog = awesome.
• People you do know who read your blog = terrifying.

I always grieve when I hit the ‘one of those nights’ phase.

You know, that heavy feeling you get, but you just have no idea why. You want to say something, anything, but nothing’s coming out. No matter how hard you try to find the right words. When you’re lying in bed, so tired, but just can’t sleep. So you just have to lie there, and wait for the tears to come out. 

Mr. Nice

I hope one day, I’ll meet a mannered, polite and civilized guy who can be funny. I find it pathetic how our generation is being overloaded with guys who can only talk about sex, ass and boobs. I’m surrounded by guys who only look for girls with a nice ass and boobs. I’d like to meet a guy who can like a girl for them and not for what they look like and look past the ass and tits and see what’s inside. Because let’s face it, I’m not the prettiest girl out there. Someone who can be a gentleman; open doors for me, pays for lunch, and knows how to be the perfect guy. Okay, I'll admit it sometimes guys who have a little bad ass in them can be cute. But if keeping their reputation is their priority.. then I’m pretty sure, y'all would think it would get out of hand. you know what I’m saying? Hmm anyways, it’s just annoying how we’re stuck in this era when sex is all guys think of.

Yesterday I realised what I really needed. I needed you. Lying to myself and making up excuses in my head why we couldn’t be, were the reasons why I wanted to be. I hadn’t cried this long in a long time. I felt as if you shot the bullet that killed me not even feeling my heart beat as it skipped a beat. 

I like people who are straight up. The ones who aren't afraid to voice their opinion, or blunt enough to tell you the truth, even if it will hurt your feelings. It’s definitely a plus to your personality in my book if you’re straight up. I don’t care so much for people who beat around the bush all the time, I’m more of a straight forward and just get to the point type of person.

It’s crazy how one minute you are making all these plans and promises with someone and then the next minute they are out of your life. All it takes is one moment, one word, or one misunderstanding to create a ridiculously large amount of doubts and pain. It’s easy to forget a person, but the words, the feelings, and the anticipations that you two have once built stays forever. It digs holes into your heart, and it simply hurts.