No, I'm not happy, and yes i'm boring you with depression, but after all you are my journal. For the past 2 posts, you're wondering whats happened, and you're right, I have been ranting about my life but not saying why i'm so sad.
But it hurts to say what happened, even though I leave it back in my mind. It's hard not to think about it, and not crying is making it even worse, wondering what could be worse then this, life is suddenly turning out to be harder then usual.
It hurts so much... I think, am I becoming less attractive, or am I just plain ugly. Why am I trying to Impress other people, why.. am I acting so low life?
The questions I ask myself are funny, because I as for all, do not know how to answer them, and heck yeah, I would like to know why.
Answers are hard to find, and I can't find an answer of why I did that, why I slapped him, well yes I do know, but I did think so, I did think that he did really like me.
Too much, he was playing around with the heart (or as I should say "Hearts") of a 12 year old girl. Of a girl who thought she had a chance, but lost it sooner.
Anger had filled me up to the brim, never had I though I found someone like that, yet he was playing around with me, and you have no idea how that hurt.
I don't hate him, but I don't like him, I would be sniggering and gossiping about him. No, I won't be so foolish and no I won't be mean.
I throw done my book in frustration, and I punch my pillow, so much for violence isn't the answer, I scream into my pillow and throw it on the floor.
I was like a mad Lion, trying to protect her cubs. Except, yes I was mad, and no I'm not a lion (well I hope I don't look like one) and sadly, I'm not strong :P
This heartache has taught me, to be stronger (well err yeah) and to be wiser next time, but never ever will I say "I will never believe in love again"
Because you can find love.... right in front of you. As it is, you can find it right there inside you, as that piece of my heart is mended, by a different heart, forever and ever.