Alice

Tripping out. Spinning around. I'm underground, I fell down yeah, I fell down. I'm freaking out. Where am I now? Upside down. And I can't stop it now. You can't stop me now. I'll get by. I'll survive. When the world's crashing down. When I fall and hit the ground. I will turn myself around. Don't you try to stop it. I, I won't cry. I found myself in Wonderland. Get back on my feet again. Is this real? Is it pretend? I'll take a stand until the end. I'll get by. I'll survive. When the world's crashing down. When I fall and hit the ground. I will turn myself around. Don't you try to stop it and I won't cry.

I wish

All I know is that you're so nice. You're the nicest thing I've seen. I wish that we could give it a go. See if we could be something.

I wish I was your favourite girl.
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world.
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile.
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style.

I wish you couldn't figure me out. But you always wanna know what I was about. I wish you'd hold my hand when I was upset. I wish you'd never forget the look on my face when we first met. I wish you had a favourite beauty spot that you loved secretly cause it was on a hidden bit that nobody else could see. Basically, I wish that you loved me. I wish that you needed me. I wish that you knew when I said two sugars, actually I meant three.

I wish that without me your heart would break.
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake.
I wish that without me you couldn't eat. I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep.

Look, all I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen and I wish that we could see if we could be something. Yeah I wish that we could see if we could be something.

Rarr RANT!

I feel empty. I don’t know what’s missing. If I move away will the emptiness still remain? What do I need to do to fill the void? Why is it whenever I meet someone great I back off as soon as things get a little serious? What am I looking for? Will moving change anything? After all change is always a good thing right? It’s how we learn, grow, develop new ideas or expand our minds to break out of the bubble most of us so comfortably live in. I don’t want to get comfortable I want to explore.

What is making me feel the way I do. I don’t like not knowing what this emotion is called. It’s like being kicked in the stomach along with a lot of anxiety. I’m not running away. I’m finding out where I want to be. How is moving ever a bad thing. I’m pretty sick of hearing other people’s opinions on the matter. After all it’s my story not theirs.

I love the idea of my open mind. I like how versatile my ideas can be. I’m happy with the person I am not to be completely fucking boring sticking to one boring job or studying a subject that may get me no where in the future. I’m still so unsure about a lot of things in my life but that’s okay were not suppose to have the answers, life isn’t suppose to be planned. I will take chances, I will get hurt, I will have the time of my life, I will find out what I want from my life, I will fall in love but all in my own time. I don’t like being rushed or being told what’s right or wrong. No one should be the voice of my life but me .

For now I am free.

Tick tick boom

I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.

Hang me up to dry

I don’t even know where to begin with this person.
For now I’ll just say your strong accusations are pathetic if you’re looking for sympathy, your lies are getting old and you need to get a mind of your own. Stop acting like a sad little girl living in your twisted thoughts and lies that you believe to be true. Think before you dare speak the nonsense that comes out of your mouth.

The whole world is an enigma

But now I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.

I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections, and the truth of imagination.

I almost wish we were butterflies and lived but three summer days, three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.