Live. Laugh. Love. Play.
I honestly don’t know…

Where to go from here. Nothing’s right anymore. At all. Sometimes, which has changed to most of the time now, I just want to leave. Everything. I can’t seem to do anything right in any situation. Think I’m being dramatic, oh well. Step into my mind for a while and you’ll want to leave to. I. Can’t. Take. It. But I guess I’ll go and put on the smile I always wear and make it seem like my life is perfect..when really its the farthest thing from it.

Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting your fix.
Karen Marie Moning  (via soul-surfer)
I love soccer.

Tonight made me realize how much i love soccer. i mean….i already knew it, but being off for a month then coming back felt so good. Even though we lost 2-0, hilcrest is good. and 4A. our team is about to be too good this season. I wasnt supposed to be able to play today…cause of the red card…but they let me. TOO happy. but now i have to sit out games that actually count towards our record….ohwell. im just glad i was reminded how much i love soccer, and my team.

Why?

Why would my first post go to you? Why are you constantly on my mind? Why is it that when I honestly think I couldn’t be more pissed at you, I forget all about it when I see you or talk to you? Why does everything fade away when I see you? Why do I still hangout and talk to you allll the time? Why don’t i listen to those that I’m closest to that tell me you’re nothing but bad news? Hah. I know shes still obsessed with you. And if you want that..? Go all for it. So here’s to the asshole I can’t seem to get over. Here’s to you. Guess I’ll go respond to the text you just sent me. Can’t get any worse than it already is. Thanks. Thanks SO much.