"Forever Yours.....Yeah Okay!!!!!!"
“Promise I will be forever yours.”
Every one has their specific time when they collect all their thoughts and come to conclusions and take 100% time with themselves and themselves only. When’s yours? My time is shower time…so many thoughts run through my head and wash themselves right away with the water down the drain. However some are like the nasty hair in the drain that won’t go away and today I have a lot of those.
1st thought-she was one of the only things I had there for the longest time and the way we connected was so amazing. She was like my best friend and on the flip side my soul mate. I got the balls to tell her that hey I think what we have is something more and she thinks it’s cool and she likes me too and things were so awesome for like 2 months. Drama ended, We ended, A piece of me died. Contact was lost and of course Reesa was the first one to try and fix things again and it worked, she was back in my life…temporarily. We grew close again, gained our trusts back and then she looked at the other one on Prom night and next thing I know they’re rubbing each other’s vaginas-Goodbye Reesa, Goodbye to anything we ever had, Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
2nd thought-I’ve held on to the one in the backdrop for so long and for what reason, I don’t know. She too thinks I have no heart and never thinks twice about stabbing me ever so slightly. Wait! I mean something to you? Funny! You mean nothing to me-wait, wait, ya you do…you’re my best friend and sex when I want it. Hate to break it to you 2nd thought, I’m not stooping down to your level anymore, we’re done when it comes to anymore then friends. I enjoyed riding on your fucking emotional roller coaster, thanks, you can let me off now please. I will be your best friend because at least I can relate to you there. Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
3rd thought-Some of you think you’re the shit and that the most necessary things in life aren’t important. WAKE UP!!! You need an education, you need friends, you need family (…well, kinda…)! You don’t need sex, money or a significant other. Money can’t buy love or happiness. There’s better things then sex and that I can promise you and who wants the petty bullshit of a significant lover or the drama…why put yourself up for misery? Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
4th thought-You think what you says hurts? You think it bothers me? You think you’ve killed my self-esteem? Sorry but in someone else’s words…”You lose!!!!” Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
5th thought-True friends can only be counted on one hand and often fingers are left over…. Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
6th thought-The task ahead of us is never as great as the force behind us! Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
7th thought-My scars may be old but they still tend to bleed___ Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
8th thought-I’m gonna go wash the tears from my face and put the infamous happy mask and help all those bitches who don’t know jack about me think I’m okay and those who do know me…not see it so much Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
9th thought-You can shove your fingers into someone else’s vagina. You can think I have no feelings. You can get no where in life. You can think you’ve won. You can stab my heart. You can make me cry. You can make me put that mask on once more. You can make me listen to those songs that make me suicidal. You can act like you don’t know. You can be a cocky bitch. You can rub your shit in my face. You can hug me and act like you care when in reality all you care about is yourself. You can have fluent sex. You can continue being fake. You can let me off this roller coaster. But most off all, bitches, You can watch me come back and fight and show you that all though you’re winning this battle you have not and will not win this war-nope you will come no where close and you can go fuck yourself. Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
~~~Please know this is not directly to all individuals in my life. Hell, it’s not even to the majority. Stupid people like the above mentioned don’t stay in my life for long. If you are mentioned above, maybe I was mad at you and this is pent up anger and I’m not mad at you anymore cuz like I just said-if you hurt me that bad your not in my life anymore so if you’re in my life enough to be reading this…it’s either not you or I’m not mad anymore. Clara told me yesterday that her son/my friend Jason told her “Yes, Theresa’s a doll but people know not to cross her. They know that once they hurt her, they’re done, they’ve lost the privilege of being in her life.” Thanks Jason! ~~~~
I tear my heart open
I sew myself shut
And my weakness is I care too much!
But the scars remind me that the
past is real
I tear my heart open,
just to feel.
Every one has their specific time when they collect all their thoughts and come to conclusions and take 100% time with themselves and themselves only. When’s yours? My time is shower time…so many thoughts run through my head and wash themselves right away with the water down the drain. However some are like the nasty hair in the drain that won’t go away and today I have a lot of those.
1st thought-she was one of the only things I had there for the longest time and the way we connected was so amazing. She was like my best friend and on the flip side my soul mate. I got the balls to tell her that hey I think what we have is something more and she thinks it’s cool and she likes me too and things were so awesome for like 2 months. Drama ended, We ended, A piece of me died. Contact was lost and of course Reesa was the first one to try and fix things again and it worked, she was back in my life…temporarily. We grew close again, gained our trusts back and then she looked at the other one on Prom night and next thing I know they’re rubbing each other’s vaginas-Goodbye Reesa, Goodbye to anything we ever had, Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
2nd thought-I’ve held on to the one in the backdrop for so long and for what reason, I don’t know. She too thinks I have no heart and never thinks twice about stabbing me ever so slightly. Wait! I mean something to you? Funny! You mean nothing to me-wait, wait, ya you do…you’re my best friend and sex when I want it. Hate to break it to you 2nd thought, I’m not stooping down to your level anymore, we’re done when it comes to anymore then friends. I enjoyed riding on your fucking emotional roller coaster, thanks, you can let me off now please. I will be your best friend because at least I can relate to you there. Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
3rd thought-Some of you think you’re the shit and that the most necessary things in life aren’t important. WAKE UP!!! You need an education, you need friends, you need family (…well, kinda…)! You don’t need sex, money or a significant other. Money can’t buy love or happiness. There’s better things then sex and that I can promise you and who wants the petty bullshit of a significant lover or the drama…why put yourself up for misery? Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
4th thought-You think what you says hurts? You think it bothers me? You think you’ve killed my self-esteem? Sorry but in someone else’s words…”You lose!!!!” Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
5th thought-True friends can only be counted on one hand and often fingers are left over…. Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
6th thought-The task ahead of us is never as great as the force behind us! Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
7th thought-My scars may be old but they still tend to bleed___ Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
8th thought-I’m gonna go wash the tears from my face and put the infamous happy mask and help all those bitches who don’t know jack about me think I’m okay and those who do know me…not see it so much Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
9th thought-You can shove your fingers into someone else’s vagina. You can think I have no feelings. You can get no where in life. You can think you’ve won. You can stab my heart. You can make me cry. You can make me put that mask on once more. You can make me listen to those songs that make me suicidal. You can act like you don’t know. You can be a cocky bitch. You can rub your shit in my face. You can hug me and act like you care when in reality all you care about is yourself. You can have fluent sex. You can continue being fake. You can let me off this roller coaster. But most off all, bitches, You can watch me come back and fight and show you that all though you’re winning this battle you have not and will not win this war-nope you will come no where close and you can go fuck yourself. Another one bites the dust…You have feelings too Theresa?!? No way, ehh that’s ok…*stabs heart*
~~~Please know this is not directly to all individuals in my life. Hell, it’s not even to the majority. Stupid people like the above mentioned don’t stay in my life for long. If you are mentioned above, maybe I was mad at you and this is pent up anger and I’m not mad at you anymore cuz like I just said-if you hurt me that bad your not in my life anymore so if you’re in my life enough to be reading this…it’s either not you or I’m not mad anymore. Clara told me yesterday that her son/my friend Jason told her “Yes, Theresa’s a doll but people know not to cross her. They know that once they hurt her, they’re done, they’ve lost the privilege of being in her life.” Thanks Jason! ~~~~
I tear my heart open
I sew myself shut
And my weakness is I care too much!
But the scars remind me that the
past is real
I tear my heart open,
just to feel.