Never Ever After

"A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other. Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever."

Shit. Sometimes, maybe never at all.

Right/Wrong

It's not wrong to dream, is it?

Like a moth to a flame.

The Fool

The part of him that no one will know.
It's hard for him to let it show.
For the world will hate and curse this fool,
'Cause no man can cleave his heart...
And give it to two.

It's been awhile since I slept with a smile on my face.
Thank you.

Solitude

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
It has trouble enough of it’s own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air;
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go;
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not want your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all;
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life’s gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by;
Succeed and give and it helps you live,
But it cannot help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train;
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.

- Solitude, by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Do you know?

Will she ever know

What his heart has to show?

I won't be nice

Firstly, stop telling every-fucking-one that you're a nice person, or the nicest person they'll ever meet. 'Cause frankly, you're not. And I won't be.

You incriminate and discriminate at your own will. But honestly, judge all you want. The world is only judging you back. You complain and rant about not being good enough, and not being up to par for your own standards. Thing is, that's all you do. Run your mouth off. How bout trying something new and actually do fucking something about it? I've got issues with myself, but heck, at least I fucking try. You're insecure? You think you're the only one? WRONG. So fucking wrong. So change you ignorant prick. Don't try bringing down other people just so you can make yourself feel that little much better.

I am not someone you can fuck around and come to me whenever you're down, alone, or just plain fucked up. Yes, you hate people like that too. Well, guess what? Look in the fucking mirror and fuck your own face. So before you go accusing others of running back to you when you think they don't treasure your company and are only going back to you because they feel lonely, think again pal, FUCKING THINK! Just hear what you're saying. 'Cause I clearly remember those times when you're drowning in your own shit, and suddenly we are the people you hang out with. The people you turn to, the people that stood by you, who went out of their way to accommodate you into their plans. Yeah. People like us. With filth like you grovelling at our feet. Have fun being left out? You threaten people with those words? Honestly, who the fuck do you think you are? Oh and greeting me with a middle finger and thinking it's funny and hip doesn't fly with me.

You bitch about how you've gone down the pecking order in terms of group selection. See what incompetence does to you. You're the epitome of it. So before you go crying and complaining about this selection process, just look at yourself and try to understand where the fuck we're coming from.

So run home and brag about cutting yourself. You think you've experienced pain. You think your life is shitty. Well, let me tell you a little something. You ain't experienced shit. You want to experience pain? I'll give it to you. Cut yourself? Oh please, been there done that. It's stupid how even in your situation you're actually taking self mutilation or suicide as an option. Then all I can say is you haven't seen life. And that it's about time you grow up and learn your fucking role.