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I'm a daughter, a sister , a niece , a cousin , a friend , a sudent , a young girl and a grown woman :)
Im a confident and scared,Terrified and excited :) “I am Me. In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone chose it -- I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself. I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me. By so doing, I can love me and be friendly with all my parts. I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know -- but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me. However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me. If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded. I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me. I own me, and therefore, I can engineer me. I am me, and I am Okay.” .
Yesterday :)
Friday, 22 June 2012 | 20:36 |
0 Choco
No. I don't mean that literally. I mean it more figuratively , like any moment before now.
Any moment when I actually had you. I sit here , looking more at my past that at my future solely
beacause my future is missing what my past had , you :) I had no idea how totally girly
actually I am. But I think I actually have every message between us saved somewhere. Either
on my phone, In my email or better yet engraved in my brain. Haha guess we now know why
I suck at school work :P Songs now are almost painful to listen too.I can't seem to escape a lot
of the songs we had shared or decided to each other at same point . Thank God ipods have
shuffle buttons. You know , sometimes boys talk to me and I just stare at them blankly
picturing you in thier place whole time. wondering if you woould wear that or stand like
that or... hmmm ><
Dont even ask me what they said . All I hear is 'Blahh' repeated a few times.
Write while listening fav song :') xx
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