Personal Writings- Spring

Spring, the season of rebirth. During winter everything freeze, becomes bleak. You begin to live in an arctic wonderland. But when spring comes around everything thaws and there is hope. From the beautiful birds teaching their young to fly and find food, to the flowers budding and blooming into elegant paintings. Laying in the warm grass, looking up at the light blue sky with silky pearly white clouds. Everything is calming and still. The sounds are just as comforting, birds chirping, bees buzzing, and the light wind blowing. Its natures wonderful music, and you could spend all day listening.

Personal Writings- Intimacy

Nothing is more stimulating, more exhausting, more beautiful, than intimacy. The thought of two people that love each other more than they love themselves, coming together as one is simply unbelievable. But people that use such a wonderful thing for jut pleasure dont know the true beauty and feelings that it can give you. Its more than just an action, its an expression.

Personal Writings- Trust

Trusting is hard, you rely on the person you love most to be truthful, self-restrained, and to suppress. And in return they must do the same. But eventually you find someone, and even though you might be envious and your stomach feels restless and uneasy. Your heart is content because deep down its unquestioning. Some might think youre naive, but you know all is fine. And with an eternity to spend, each day get easier.

Personal Writings- Depression Reality

How do you get mad at someone that hurts so badly? Its like digging your nails into an open wound. It already hurts from the initial cut, and now you go back and rip it open. They didnt ask for this to happen, they didnt ask to feel this way. You act like its their fault and take it out on them and in the end you make them hate not only you, but themselves as well. They dont have attitude, they arent mad at you and choosing to show no emotion. They physically cant. To try and put on a smile doesnt feel right, it hurts. They arent mad at you, or anyone else, they are just lost in themselves. That blank stare that you think means theyre ignoring you, is just their lack of emotion. They literally feel nothing. They want to feel happy, they want to feel something besides sorrow, but they just cant.

Random Rant-

Freedom of speech is given to everyone, even children. It is not a right that parents can take away, or choose to give. Its something that every single one of us gets. The fact that we might be a minor does not mean you can listen in on conversations or say that no conversation is private. If we choose to speak, or not to speak, it i our choice and not yours. We can choose ot to tell you a single thing if we wish and there is nothing you can do about it. But if you want us ti share everything with you, then you better do the same with us.

Personal Writings- Let Your Eyes Speak

Looking into his eyes and I cant keep from smiling. I see the world, my world. I see his struggles, his hopes, and dreams. I see a fighter, he wont give up. Not because he has no other choice, but because he cant. In his eyes I see us, together, happy. I see my future, my happiness, and my life. Because he is my life and the thought of this fills me with joy. And when I lean back and look at him, I know he feels the same way.

Personal Writings- Reflection

Walk to your mirror and look at yourself, what do you see? Lets start on the outside. Look into your eyes. Are they bright, filled with life, color, and warmth. Or are they black, filled with lost hope and longing. Now look down to your neck. Is there a necklace around it, given to you by a loved one. Maybe a locket with the faces of those you hold dearest. What about your hands and wrists? Are they torn up and scared, bruised and bashed? Dont put them down, think back to what happened, whats the story, whats the reason, and then embrace it. But now go deeper, how do you feel? Whats wrong? Are you content with yourself, or is there a need for something more. Dont keep it bottled up, share it with the world and tell them how you feel. Are there scares on the inside that only you know exist? Dont conceal them. You arent the only one with these scares, you arent alone. You are beautiful, there is someone who cares, and it will get better. Dont walk away from the mirror, look at your gorgeous self, and promise that youll make an effort to get better. Because at the end of the day, the best medicine is believing in yourself. 

Personal Writings- Lost Love

Losing a friend is the worst thing in the world, its worse than going through a break up. Youre losing a family member, a friend, and a love. They are who you tell everything to, theyve seen you at your worst and still stick around. But unfortunately they are like everything else, they dont last. I guess people can only take so much of one another because people get torn apart all the time. Theyll stay at your worst, but leave at your best.

Personal Writings- Sense Snow

Its funny how people love looking at the snow, but hate being in it. When you are in it you experience so many more senses. You can see the light flakes falling and landing gently on the ground and trees, or see them dancing in the streets. You can smell the crisp cold air, while you feel the snow land on your skin and feel the breeze run chills through your body. You can hear the wind rush by your ears and nothing else, you listen and all is still. No cars, no phones, or noisy people, just peace. No matter how old you are you'll still get the urge to taste the snow, and when you do those childhood memories come rushing back. You can just lay in the snow and look up at the sky, and in that moment, everything is still, time freezes, and there are no worries.

Personal Writings- Two Sides

Sitting by the window, watching the snow fall with a cup of tea and some candles lit, is one of the most beautiful things in life. When you think about it, one side of the window is cold, often dark, windy, and unpleasant to most people. Where as the other is warm and inviting, bright and filled with color, wanted by most everyone. I guess you could say the two sides, are just like life.

Personal Writings- My Mask

I feel hallow, like I'm screaming on the inside, but the only thing people see is the mask I wear on the outside. But if they were to take my mask off they would see my true expressions. The mask is what keeps people from seeing the real me.

Personal Writings- Biased

I could how you what I write and how I feel. But it would be the same as if I told you, you still wouldn't care.

Personal Writings- Looks vs. Heart

One could be the prettiest woman on earth, but without a kind heart she knows no true love.

Personal Writings- (Inspiration from Lovely Bones)

He did it, the man from the book. They don't see what horrible things he's done. They cant see through his lies. But I do. I know what he's done. He killed me, not them.