Absolutely in love with justin biebers new album! Actually some of the cutest songs.
So the past two weeks have been work experience weeks, and its got me thinking so much about what i would like to be. What my dreams are, all that good stuff.
And honestly my dream is to travel the world, go to every country in it. To meet as many different people as i possibly can in one life time. To make a difference in as many lives as i can. To see everything. To fall in love and know the true meaning of it. To just enjoy every second. To taste real italian food, and real greek food and hell; just alot of food. To do things that are crazy and break the law, and be scared and happy and sad and every extreme. I just want it all. I want to die, knowing i did everything possible. That i fit as much adventure, and love and people into my life as possible. To know it was all worth it.
Hi, My names Melissa. Im 16 from Melbourne, Australia. And this is my life and everything in it. This is my struggles, my happiness, my pain, my quest to everything to be better. This is me. I hope you like it.
Monday, 25 June 2012
Monday, 4 June 2012
Hiding under the covers; with noone else to blame.
A couple of months ago, my brother blamed me for everything bad in his life since the day I was born. And can I just say; when someone tells you that, it hurts.
It's 12:21am. I have school tomorrow. But I can't sleep. I'm crying and it sucks. I've felt like there's something missing lately. I've been talking to guys and flirting with them because it makes me feel wanted. Loved even. And I know that's horrible. I do.
I really just wanted to talk to someone tonight, so I inboxed a close friend. I told him I was having a bad night. And instead of asking me if I was okay or what was wrong, he told me about how much he hated his family because they were disappointed he failed his exams. And after I'd listened, he said he was going to bed and he was thankful I was such a good friend. Fuck you 'friend'.
Tonight, there going to be no hopeful twist on the end of the post. No little happy final sentence; because well, frankly, I can't be bothered.
It's 12:21am. I have school tomorrow. But I can't sleep. I'm crying and it sucks. I've felt like there's something missing lately. I've been talking to guys and flirting with them because it makes me feel wanted. Loved even. And I know that's horrible. I do.
I really just wanted to talk to someone tonight, so I inboxed a close friend. I told him I was having a bad night. And instead of asking me if I was okay or what was wrong, he told me about how much he hated his family because they were disappointed he failed his exams. And after I'd listened, he said he was going to bed and he was thankful I was such a good friend. Fuck you 'friend'.
Tonight, there going to be no hopeful twist on the end of the post. No little happy final sentence; because well, frankly, I can't be bothered.
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