secrets

I have recently discovered two wesbites www.postsecret.com and www.secretregrets.com Now i know every girl loves a bit of gossip, but these websites have really intrigued me. I've kept a fair few secrets myself and i think this is such great way to get them out anonyously. This blog for instance is kept secret from everyone i know even my boyfriend as i see it as a way for me to express my opinions and thoughts and feel better in doing so. Reading this websites has made me want to buy the books as i find a strange sense of happiness in reading other peoples secrets, it reminds me that i'm not the only one. This second website has also pulled at a few heart strings as this is more about regrets which again gives me a happy knowledge that we all make mistake.

What is the use of a book without pictures or words.

I'm never quite so wonderful am i?

How is it that one minute you can feel on top of the world and the next feel lower than lower, the people around me can affect me quite a lot but then again so can those lovely and not so lovely strangers like the wankers that stand in the middle of the street that can top of an already shit day just the same as a good looking guy or girl can make you smile for the rest of the day. But no matter what has happened it's always nice to know that there is someone there waiting for me on the other end of a phone that i can talk to and tell them about my day, but how is it that i can feel so secure telling them my secrets yet i feel like they're holding something back from me. My life is full of many questions and a lot of self doubt and insecurity if only there was someone to make this all go away.

But com'on i'm useless

Tedious...

Late nights can sometimes be enjoyable however lately this is not the case. It seems nightmares aren't just for the young, but they continue to haunt us throghout our lives. Summer has come and as many celebrate i'm not one who enjoys the heat or the tans yet in the cold months i crave the heat the summer months bring us. I'm fed up of the same tedious day in these heats and need the holidays now.


Hungry, Hot and discontent.

stuck on repeat

why is the one you don't want to think of the only thing you can think of and why do we tell ourselves it's fine when we know it's not.
i'm so insecure about it all when i've told myself over and over again that i'm over it but everytime it comes up again it's clear that i'm not over it i wish it'd just go away i wish i could pretend like it never happened and not hold it against him but it's just so hard to forget.
when you get hurt so badly how do you get over it when will i get the chance to look him in the eye say i've forgotten it and really mean it.

if it's in your words then it's in your voice

its all to hard to believe

It's hard to understand sometimes how you got where you are now and where to go next
in these next 4 weeks i'm going to have to try my hardest but it seems to hard to accomplish and when you're so far away from the thing you wnat the most and it's completely unrealted i sometimes find myself wondering what is the point of it all.
The internet is a misleading place and the complexities behind it and the lies people tell make me all so confused.


I just don't know what to do with myself really.

To the future...

from 165 miles to 593 miles in a matter of hours.
although the distance doesn't mean much i can't quite come to terms with the events of the next 32 days, although in the long run it'll be very useful 32 days is more than long enough for my liking.

Trying to be positive.

confusion

my head has felt like a washing machine for 3 months i really need to sort it out. i wish i lived in london. i can't wait to go to uni and college. i'm stupidly tired yet i can't seem to sleep.

all in all things aren't going to well.