cut youself open, spill your guts, sew yourself shut
I WANT EVERYONE to do this. okay? leave a comment on this, and i seriously want you to spill your guts. tell me you life story. go on as long as you want. but i want total honesty. cut yourself open, spill your guts, sew yourself shut. simple as that.tell your hopes, fears, past, dreams, desires, anything. but tell it. and i will love you forever
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my name is sarah, i dont have any confidence in myself, yet i play the role that i do. i seem to be the person that they look for, for support, yet i do not have any for myself. i doubt too much. i get hurt to much, i always seem to jump too early in any type of relationship and then always end up crying in the end. i let people push me without me pushing back. when i look in the mirror i want to cry. in the future i want to be a child psychologist at boston college, or i want to work with teen pregancy as a support system.
i desire love, any form of it, from hugs, to holding hands, to just a basic smile in the hallway. my past is shakey. i choose to not look at it as what shaped me though i know thats a lie. my parents are divorced and my dad married a lady that i can not stand. he is a main contribution in my self doubt, he makes me hate who i have become for the soul reason that i see right through him. i wish my mom and him never divorced, i wish i had a normal family that didnt ahve to worry about money problems. i wish my friends could hear me when i want to scream silently. i hope for the future that in some way their is peace. peace in my heart, peace in my family, and peace basically in our society. or maybe just a strive for success or a strive for rebellion among our society. there is no morality. i desire a chance. thats all i am really asking for. a chance for hope, a chance to prove you wrong, and a chance to prove myself wrong. maybe one day i can realize that im not a terrible person at heart, but im not there yet. at tiems i feel alone in my room when no one calls, i cut myself for awhile last summer, i never said that out loud before. i still have scars. most of my scars arent physical, many are emotional. my heart is damaged from past relationships, not necessary love relationships, just people. people hurt me and they scare some times...i wish i could figure it out
wow, who would have thought i went that far into my life
sarah
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