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.
| — | Karen Marie Moning (via soul-surfer) |
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 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.



