I'm Me....Nothings gonna change my world.

Get inside my head...

Recently, I feel like I have learned alot about myself and the people I associate myself with. I have learned that there are some people who say they will be there for you when you need help and actually are. To the people who have been there for me lately, or any time in my life, I would just like to say thankyou and I appreciate you. (especially my parents who always are there for me when I need help)

I have also learned that some people who you think care about you, will leave you high and dry at a time you need them most. Although it sucks when you find out someone you thought you were close with isnt there for you, its a learning experiance and makes you realize whats important.

I know im not perfect, as no one truely is, but I also know that im a good person. Ask any one of the people who really know me and they will agree. I try hard to make people happy and when I do something that I realize is wrong I will be the first to apologize and do what I can to make it better. I do the best I can. If you think im an asshole or just not a good person you obviously dont know the real me.

If you make every effort to show someone you care about them and to make them happy and they dont even make an attempt to show you, then you need to realize there is someone out there who really will care about you and show you the same respect you show them. Even if it hurts for a while there are many fish in the sea and eventually you will be happy with someone who truely cares about you, which is better then being with that person who means the world to you and will hurt you always by not careing.

I got some big plans for my near future and I also have set some goals and am aspiring to new ambitions. I am going to focus on being a good, selfless person and try to make people happy. I feel when the people around me are happy, it makes me happy . I wont regret anything or anyone in my life I will just accept it as an experiance and learn from it. Everything happens for a reason even if it doesnt go the way you planned.

Its summer time now, my favorite time of the year, and life is good. Even though I have problems in my life like everyone else, I will make the best out of it and enjoy the ride. I am happy with who I am and will not change that for no one. I can not put it any better then the brilliant Mr. Joe Dirte` when he says, "Lifes a garden Dig it." You can not let anything bring you down. life is short.

Someone Should Have Told Us

A excerpt By: Chelsea Yerardi (my slizzle)

Someone should have told us of the incompleteness that's left after it all fades away. They should have told us of the holes that would linger long after the story is over; the last page always turned before the conclusion ever fully developed. We didn't know of the emptiness that wandered into the cracks, taking up residence where the former tanants had vanished, where we had left. The furniture still filled the quiet rooms, but our laughter and future couldn't be found under any couch cushions or hidden between the forks in the silverware drawer. The curtains still hung in the windows, but our memories and laughter couldn't be unfolded in the sheets, and no longer oozed out of the soap dispensers. We'd forgotten to put it in glass jars and save it for always. It was a mistake we had realized only now in the somber echo of the footsteps.

The cracks couldn't be filled: they were too deep. Where we had once found it in ourselves to live became just a distant entity that never seemed to promise anything but more lonliness. We pushed on because we had to - becasue the only thing worse than moving on alone was standing on that curb, waiting; waiting for those headlights that woud never turn down that street again, for those stars that would never emerge from the black of the sky, for those voices we had started to forget the sweetness of. So we - in different corners of this circle - walked on. We chose to accept the end as one we didn't have a choice in, as a beginning that would never truly finish. We'd take what we could from it, the left overs, the pieces; pieces we would never fit back together despite how hard we may try. But they were all we had left and we'd cherish them because of that.