lonesome
alone.
i dont mind being alone. its no big deal. i learned to embrace it as if a pillow that is so fresh and really huggable. being alone doesnt bother me that much. most of the time, im ok with it. spending 19 (well, almost 20, in a few days) years alone will get you to be used to it. (ok, im not that alone for everyone's point of view. i know.) but for me, it's kinda dfferent.
its hard most of the time. to be quiet. to look so cool and unattached. to control those damn emotions so well that i really look stoned upfront when all i want to do is weep and cry or at least shout my heart out. to be able to control your tongue when you want to curse the people around you. to always stop and think of what to do next. its kinda hard you know. but, whew! i got the tune and dance around it gracefully.
but still. that hidden bottle inside is ready to outburst when the wrong (or sometimes, right) buttons are pushed. it is ready to pour when set aside and kicked around. it wants to just let go and damn with the consequences when some people just keep on stomping that poor-overused-overflowing bottle.
smiles. im replacing those emotions with a lot of smiles. or maybe a lot of silence this past few days. weeks actually. i've been awfully quiet. trying to work my feelings out. on the process of learning how to not-care. learning double time the go-to-hell attitude. memorizing the the-hell-with-you subject.
im not that down as the image you are already portraying in your mind. talk to me and you won't even have a clue that im down. see me and im as ok as i can be. i'll laugh with anyone. i'll be crazy with someone. but at the end of the day, it all comes back to being alone. in the coldness of the night. with the stars and a moon on my head. with the comfort only my used pillows can bring. with boys night out on the background radio, a nora roberts book at hand, i'll sleep my loneliness away.
Musica: fuck you right back :: frankee
Bookworm: multiply account
Mood Swings: alone-ness
Cried By fullmoon_goddess at 12:18 AM in feelings | 1 lost stars



hmmm. what the hell should i write when im at school?





