believing everything you can to live...
i got on here to tell you everything i feel. I just finished the book. (the perks of being a wallflower) and i can tell you that i am completely amazed and satisfied with it. so i know this is long and most of you won't read this, but really it's for the people that care and that will take the time because they care. thank you.
i guess that i could related it a lot to you. Maybe for other realistic reasons like...well we just won't give things away. But anyways...i was alittle distracted at first will al the sexual encounters he (charlie) was facing...so it was just a book for the most part...about a boy going through life. Then it became more than that. It became like a good phone conversation when you tell the person exactly what you practiced, or like a night of crying yourself to sleep because you were letting everything out, or like a good talk with a friend who really needed your help.
All of these things happened while i was reading this book. It's a feeling of.......
This book made me cry a lot. I cried because i knew how he felt, i cried because i know that on the other end of who i saw this person to be in real life there was hurt. And like Charlie i did nothing. It's like standing back watching someone hurt you..standing over yourself. what can you do? What can you say to that person, in what way will stop finally become the word your mother always made sounds so definite? You'll never know.
I think that lying is the most irritating thing ever now. I feel like being completely honest about everything should be everyones life goal. I understand that people do lie, and i don't hate them for it. I want to be remembered. Not as a legend or some hero, but just as a person. I don't want to be remembered by one thing with everyone, but by each individual characteristic that they see and grow to love in me.
i wish that maybe i would of read this book when i was younger...but maybe then i wouldn't of understood it. So i guess it's a good thing that i am reading it now, better than never. Everyone has read it so i've heard. And other people are waiting.
I love my family. this book showed me that no matter what they are there, and they won't forget you. Even if you think you forgot them and you remember how you felt like they forgot you by running away. They didn't. I'll always love them whether i never see them again. I want to send my brother some books to read. That might pull him farther away from turning out in any way like me. I hope he is happy and that he is just completely care free right now. He needs no worries. Let him know he's loved.
I love my friends. I love them for everything that they do for me. I love them for hating me when i do something wrong. I love them for putting together good times and laughing until we cry! I love feeling a part. Participating. Sometimes i love not to. But with friends i love to be there. I love how they are always there to talk. Gossip is only a way out of your own problems. Don't resort to that. Just understand when someone comes to talk to you about something and keep it to yourself. Remember how much they must trust you to come tell you things like they do. And be thankful that you can expirence that with someone.
Love. I think that it's a weird thing. But i understand it so much better though. I thought love was seing someone and getting butterfies when you see the person and getting all speechless or completely giddy. But i think now that love is more than that. I think that love is a hurting passion. To love someone you have to see them grow, see them fall in love and get hurt. Then you realize that this isn't the oppourtunity to try to date them or something but to love them more. And make sure they are happy. To love your best friend i think is the greatest love ever. Not a confusing love, a dating love. But a love that is over all other loves. The only person you can tell absolutely everything to, the person you can never be afraid to pick up and call when you just need someone to hear you cry. Or the person that will talk about anything, maybe nothing at all because you just need to hear their voice. This love is a secure love. I love that you know won't die if you get into a fight or loose touch for a week. But a love that will make the friends feel infinite. A never to die alone love.
So i've succeeded to write to much and i don't think that i've gotten eerything out but from what i remember right now i think that's possibly all i can say. Comment...what do you think. don't just say good. This isn't something i am just saying. but really think about it as if it were you. what do you think about all o this? how do you agree. maybe you have something to say. don't be afraid because who cares if anyone will judge you....maybe no one even will. who reads this anyways.
"so tomorrow, im leaving. ANd i'm not going to let this happen again with anyone else. I'm going to do what i want to do. I'm going to be who i really am. And i'm going to figure out what that is. But right now i'm here with you. And i want to know here you, what you need, and what you want to do."
i have a best friend who once told me i was beautiful because i was blind. who once told me i was the greatest person because i was decieved. who once said i give the greatest hugs because i care. who once told me that no matter what we'll always stay best friends because i was greatful. and who once told me i love you and there's no because for that. it just is.
Love always,
Heather
i guess that i could related it a lot to you. Maybe for other realistic reasons like...well we just won't give things away. But anyways...i was alittle distracted at first will al the sexual encounters he (charlie) was facing...so it was just a book for the most part...about a boy going through life. Then it became more than that. It became like a good phone conversation when you tell the person exactly what you practiced, or like a night of crying yourself to sleep because you were letting everything out, or like a good talk with a friend who really needed your help.
All of these things happened while i was reading this book. It's a feeling of.......
This book made me cry a lot. I cried because i knew how he felt, i cried because i know that on the other end of who i saw this person to be in real life there was hurt. And like Charlie i did nothing. It's like standing back watching someone hurt you..standing over yourself. what can you do? What can you say to that person, in what way will stop finally become the word your mother always made sounds so definite? You'll never know.
I think that lying is the most irritating thing ever now. I feel like being completely honest about everything should be everyones life goal. I understand that people do lie, and i don't hate them for it. I want to be remembered. Not as a legend or some hero, but just as a person. I don't want to be remembered by one thing with everyone, but by each individual characteristic that they see and grow to love in me.
i wish that maybe i would of read this book when i was younger...but maybe then i wouldn't of understood it. So i guess it's a good thing that i am reading it now, better than never. Everyone has read it so i've heard. And other people are waiting.
I love my family. this book showed me that no matter what they are there, and they won't forget you. Even if you think you forgot them and you remember how you felt like they forgot you by running away. They didn't. I'll always love them whether i never see them again. I want to send my brother some books to read. That might pull him farther away from turning out in any way like me. I hope he is happy and that he is just completely care free right now. He needs no worries. Let him know he's loved.
I love my friends. I love them for everything that they do for me. I love them for hating me when i do something wrong. I love them for putting together good times and laughing until we cry! I love feeling a part. Participating. Sometimes i love not to. But with friends i love to be there. I love how they are always there to talk. Gossip is only a way out of your own problems. Don't resort to that. Just understand when someone comes to talk to you about something and keep it to yourself. Remember how much they must trust you to come tell you things like they do. And be thankful that you can expirence that with someone.
Love. I think that it's a weird thing. But i understand it so much better though. I thought love was seing someone and getting butterfies when you see the person and getting all speechless or completely giddy. But i think now that love is more than that. I think that love is a hurting passion. To love someone you have to see them grow, see them fall in love and get hurt. Then you realize that this isn't the oppourtunity to try to date them or something but to love them more. And make sure they are happy. To love your best friend i think is the greatest love ever. Not a confusing love, a dating love. But a love that is over all other loves. The only person you can tell absolutely everything to, the person you can never be afraid to pick up and call when you just need someone to hear you cry. Or the person that will talk about anything, maybe nothing at all because you just need to hear their voice. This love is a secure love. I love that you know won't die if you get into a fight or loose touch for a week. But a love that will make the friends feel infinite. A never to die alone love.
So i've succeeded to write to much and i don't think that i've gotten eerything out but from what i remember right now i think that's possibly all i can say. Comment...what do you think. don't just say good. This isn't something i am just saying. but really think about it as if it were you. what do you think about all o this? how do you agree. maybe you have something to say. don't be afraid because who cares if anyone will judge you....maybe no one even will. who reads this anyways.
"so tomorrow, im leaving. ANd i'm not going to let this happen again with anyone else. I'm going to do what i want to do. I'm going to be who i really am. And i'm going to figure out what that is. But right now i'm here with you. And i want to know here you, what you need, and what you want to do."
i have a best friend who once told me i was beautiful because i was blind. who once told me i was the greatest person because i was decieved. who once said i give the greatest hugs because i care. who once told me that no matter what we'll always stay best friends because i was greatful. and who once told me i love you and there's no because for that. it just is.
Love always,
Heather