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I didn't know i had to say this but i do not care what you think of me. I allison aka alice am not searching for your approval. tell me you accept me i don't care. some people might need your approval i do not. this is not being mean this is real. this is for everyone out there. i am me. i don't care if you accept me. my bestfriends love me for who i am. that is all that matters to me.if i wanted your approval i would ask. my views are mine. they do not need your value. my words make sense to me. they need not make sense to any of you. i can only be myself. so why would i care what you think? what you think will not change me? time is here and now. so wasting time in a corner contemplating why you don't understand me would be a waste. i am living in the now. people who don't understand me won't get this at all.This next part I borrowed from phoebe in wonderland and andrea - At a certain part in your life. Probably when too much of it has gone by. You will open your eyes and see yourself for who you are. Especially for everything that made you so different from all the awful normals. And you will say to yourself, "But I am this person." And in that statement, that correction, there will be a kind of love- I realized if i make perfect since to myself everthing will be fine. my world is not much different than your own. except after your childhood you lost everything fun and great. I on the other hand still try to hold it close. lets not get crazy. i have adult like qualties. I am angry at the smallest things. i am terribly impatient, but in my heart the wind flys. the colors soar ,and i can never truly grow up.
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Life

Life is not all it is cracked up to be. You can like someone ,and be the last thought in their head. People can die with no notice. Lies can be spread fast ,but tend to take a long time for those lies...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Mar 2009 18:28:00 GMT

People always leave

Everyone leaves nobody stays for the long hall. People always leave ,and nothing you do seems to keep them around. When they leave it is if they were never there. Well except for the now empty place i...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Mar 2009 19:31:00 GMT

life

Life is a disturbed thing. First you have those years were you do nothing except cry, eat , and listen to your parents. Then you move to the teenage years were you develop your own thought ,but e...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Sep 2008 01:45:00 GMT

When

When is this over? This part of life were you know how to think for yourself ,but your parents still think they have to be in control.  You are having to fight all the time to be heard ,and they ...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 03:04:00 GMT

Tell me what you think

WHO THE F**k DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? You think you can come in here and you can spend ten minutes and come out with all the F*CKING ANSWERS? Hey, I've got one: kids pick up guns and THEY KILL OTHER KIDS...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jul 2008 21:13:00 GMT

After all this

When one dies where do they go? Many people have tried answering this same question since the beginning of time. Which in itself is part of it to know where you go when you die it has to fit in with t...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Jul 2008 18:13:00 GMT

soulmate?

Can one truly ever know oneself in their complete state. You have you when you are alone the thoughts you never tell because of fear of rejection.  Then there is you with your friends who know yo...
Posted by on Wed, 28 May 2008 00:20:00 GMT

words

Lost Lost in a place Not standing still completely spinning in a world full of the unknown today is the beginning the beginning of the end     Taken Taken away from the only home you have ...
Posted by on Wed, 28 May 2008 00:14:00 GMT

reality

What is reality ? Have you ever woke up from a dream thinking it had been reality? Maybe you only wished it to be. i have come to realize some of the better parts of life are spent in my dreams. Hidin...
Posted by on Tue, 20 May 2008 17:20:00 GMT

When will

When will we be brave enough to get away from the mold our parents picked out at birth? Why do we have to be a doctor when all we want to do is write ? When will our parents realize we will be exactly...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 22:12:00 GMT