March 26, 2008 at 10:00 am (Love, Relationship)
Tags: hurt, Love, Relationship
My heart is yours,
if you want it.
My life is yours,
to share.
My mind is mine,
but it loves you.
My loyalty is yours,
to trust.
My trust is yours,
to depend on.
My mind is mine,
but it loves you.
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I know you will never be mine, but that don’t change anything.
Or maybe one day…
February 27, 2008 at 2:53 pm (Friendship, Love, Men, Relationship)
Tags: life, Love, personality, Relationship, rules
Who am I? What am I? Will I ever find out?
Who am I?
I’m 34, and an adult woman you would say.
So how can I be lost and don’t know?
I live alone and have my freedom, and own will.
So how can I be lost and don’t know?
What am I?
I might be someones daughter,
I might be someones ex-wife,
I might me someones sister,
but what am I?
Will I ever find out?
No one ever asked me or wanted to know me. Do this, do that, and you will have fun. Why is it fun? Cause you said so?
How about me? What about what I want and I like? Do anyone care?
Always getting told what to do. And how to do it. Being told whats fun, and whats proper, and whats normal. That’s not how life is suppose to be.
Do you want a girlfriend that’s independent and fun and energetic? Or do you want a well trained dog, that you can tell what to do.
I don’t know who I am, or what I am. You never let me find out, do this and do that. How could you love me, when you wanted to change everything about me?
I am someone. Not just a daughter, a sister or a ex-wife. I’m me. I don’t know who that is yet, but I hope I can find it out soon.
If you wanna be my friend or more, you have to like me as I am … I’m not a doll or a dog, you can’t make me something I’m not.
I’m ME – live with it or get lost.
February 27, 2008 at 2:10 pm (Love, Men, Relationship)
Tags: life, Love, Men, Relationship
I’m lost, who will ever find me?
I’m lost, but are you even looking for me?
Find me,
keep me,
treasure me,
and love me.
I’m not a fairy tale. But you can still be a knight, with or without a shining armor. Rescue me.
There is nothing wrong with treating a girl right, be a man not an ape.
February 25, 2008 at 3:06 am (Men, Relationship)
Tags: Men, Relationship, sex
Why is all men want sex? Why can’t I just find a nice guy that could care about me? There are more to a girl than boobs and sex. But all a guy want is to know your cup size and how good you are in bed.
Where is the normal guy? The one that likes a hug and want to cuddle up on the couch with a movie? The one that wants to go for a walk holding hands and talk?
No they dont exist, all guys want is sex. No names needed, just a quicky at a hotel or something. Or the really shallow onces, “Sorry but your not good enough your house and living area is slumming it” …
I talk to guys all the time online, and all it ends to if you want them to keep talking you need a web-cam and be willing to “entertain”. Cyber with me? Or I’ll ignore you. That’s the game they play.
And no matter how much its, “Sure lets be friends”. It allways ends in sex. If they dont get it no friends…
Why do all men want to treat girls like cheap whore’s, not actually wanting a relationship, just a cheap fuck.
February 22, 2008 at 1:27 pm (Love, Relationship)
Tags: friend, Love, Relationship
I love You. But I can’t have you. I miss you, but I never had you.
To bad I lost you, before I ever knew you. Hearing you voice is all I can ask for, and it ripps my heart out. I would do anything to get you and have you to myself, but I do think I was to late.
I love You. But I can’t have you.
February 14, 2008 at 4:58 am (Divorce)
Tags: abuse, childhood, dad, Divorce, family, happiness, Relationship
Why grow up… Where is the lucky little girl that wanted to be big? Where did my childhood go?
I look in the photos and see a happy little girl, I know it once where me, but where is she? Is happiness something that expire? Mine did, as did my childhood, best before 1983. Sometimes I wonder why – but its always the same answer. Its the same answer that looks back at me in the mirror everyday.
I feel like its my punishment. I once was “Daddy’s girl”, and then just like that he didn’t want me or need me anymore. But how can I change that, i am still the same. The little girl looking like her daddy, being like her daddy. Is that my punishment for him not wanting me.
Its 25 years ago, why do I still feel like the little 8 year old that lost her daddy. Some times I wish he had died instead, would made it all easier to have a grave to mourn at. But i have to live with the knowledge that he is alive and just don’t care enough to know me.
Is this why my life can’t be normal, and I cant do things or trust people. How can someone do that to a child? Divorce, is a form of child abuse.
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