tasha. 16. york.
misty mornings and waterfalls.
i hate regrets. though i waste most of my time thinking 'what if' when i really shouldnt, you cant change whats already happend. i love to laugh. every moment spent upset is a moment of happiness you will never get back. this dosent stop me having my down days though. but my best friends know when they are, and they know that i will be myself sooner or later. i have friends that i love, because they make me. no dramatisation, they do.
im at york college. i like it. one day i will have my name in lights, and when i do, i will have achieved my dream.
at the moment though, my determination and drive have dissapeared, ive given up almost. im sure this will pass, but if i seem a bit down hearted, its a long story which im sure you wont have time for.
there are few people who have really touched me in my life, they have shown me what its like to be happy, to be content, to be me. and i liked it, so i stuck to being me. thats all i can be now and that wont change.
in year 10 i met someone called sam hindrichs. we turned out to be best friends for a while, he was always there for me, we have many a memory, but we seem to have drifted apart lately, but id love this to be resolved, because i want that friendship back, i loved it. sam is very very smary. yes, smary.
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memories are a big part of me. memories through my mind and through my photographs. ive been told i take too many photographs, but how can you; you live through millions of moments in your life, i just capture some of them and lock them away in a picture. it helps to have that moment to look at when the person you shared it with isnt there anymore. i wish id started capturing moments a long time ago, there are too many ive forgotten, too many that arent clear anymore, theyre all becoming so hazy.
im not a materialistic person, and am definately a hopless romantic. and theres one night that i will always remember.
i want to write something beautiful. i want to leave something behind. i want to be rememberd for being something, someone special.
theres alot you dont know about me, and reading this dosent give you a passageway to my soul. it just tells you a bit about who i am and what i do.
