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"My life?" She laughed bitterly. "I was a writer. No, scratch that. I lived in the thought of being a writer. I read books and poetry and short stories by those who truly did live the aimless life I wished to live, and tried to imitate their words with stories of my own. That's what set their writing apart from mine. I wrote about fictional nights spent drinking and doing reckless things. Things that made my characters feel that spark of life. I spoke of love and unconditional friendship, though I myself have never experienced love, and I can't hold a friendship together to save someone's life. I wrote of the pain of death, and how the thought of actually dying did not particularly bother my characters because they were brave, and the only thing they were scared of was the ever ticking clock. Unlike me. But my writing, no matter how many fancy words and poetically placed sentences that I used, could not compare to that of those who had actually felt those things. Those who had worn their hearts on their sleeves and felt the chilling shock of a true first, second, hundreth kiss. Those who opened themselves to life and all it had to offer. Those who searched for adventure in the city which we avidly spoke of instead of waiting for it to come to them. That, right there, had made their writing as raw and unpredictable and...real, as their own lives had been. I was just a fake."
i want to learn how to write like that .. to be able to write something that deep
yeah ive written some deep stuff but nothing that good . that touched me on so many levels
heres something i dont think ive posted yet
I've always said it was better just to love him from afar. That way, it somewhat a resembles a celebrity crush. You can never get hurt of course. You just tell yourself, of course he didn't go for me, he doesn't even know I exist. If he knew you were in love with him, well then it would be different. Then, he would have to deliberately reject you, and I don't mean he would have to tell you face to face that there's no chance of you two ever happening, but you would know that he knew you existed and still didn't want to be with you. That's the kind of thing that destroys girls like you. You never want to let yourself get too attached to someone you have a chance with, because he might just blow it. And at that point, it's no longer because you aren't there, it's because you're not enough.
It's much better to be invisible, than to be imperfect.
It's good to have philosophies on life, even if they're incorrect.
p.s. i have a boyfriend now =] im pretty happy with the way things are turning out for me. i just have to stay strong right ?
i want to learn how to write like that .. to be able to write something that deep
yeah ive written some deep stuff but nothing that good . that touched me on so many levels
heres something i dont think ive posted yet
I've always said it was better just to love him from afar. That way, it somewhat a resembles a celebrity crush. You can never get hurt of course. You just tell yourself, of course he didn't go for me, he doesn't even know I exist. If he knew you were in love with him, well then it would be different. Then, he would have to deliberately reject you, and I don't mean he would have to tell you face to face that there's no chance of you two ever happening, but you would know that he knew you existed and still didn't want to be with you. That's the kind of thing that destroys girls like you. You never want to let yourself get too attached to someone you have a chance with, because he might just blow it. And at that point, it's no longer because you aren't there, it's because you're not enough.
It's much better to be invisible, than to be imperfect.
It's good to have philosophies on life, even if they're incorrect.
p.s. i have a boyfriend now =] im pretty happy with the way things are turning out for me. i just have to stay strong right ?