I keep telling myself that it's going to be okay, that we will talk, that we will be friends. i'm not so great at this whole optimism act, cause i'm still crying myself to sleep every night. I'd lose the feeling and reality hit me hard, i cried myself to sleep, knowing that another day of pain was coming. Beautiful things come out of horrible situations. I know for a fact. Out of sadness you get a new found wisdom on how the world can look with a haze of gray clouds, how people can be senseless, how you can see the whole universe in a whole new way. And that may be hard to handle, hard to cope, hard to accept, but it is so damn beautiful if you really take the chance to realize. Out of anger, you can feel your heart beat race, with every beat it is shaking your whole being and not only the heavy steps you take. It is when you, your whole self and some power is telling you that you are alive. And that is amazing in every angle. Out of anything there is something in there that makes it incredible. Something that makes it shine. Whatever you feel is potent and it is such a blessing to be able to feel what you feel. You just have to think about it.
Mirror mirror on the wall who's the biggest fool of all? it must be the girl who can't stop crying or maybe it's the girl who kept on trying.