SO I'VE BEEN PLANNING TO DO THE NATIONAL DAY OF SILENCE FOR ABOUT 3 MONTHS NOW. WHO'S WITH ME?
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When I read this article how these young kids defined the word LOVE, it makes me think as we grow older we tend to make everything in our life, not only love, become more and more complicated until at one point we don't even understand what is love and how it is supposed to be.

This reminds me how simple sometimes a love can be. When you look at your partner, recall again all those feelings and remember all the things that made you fall in love with him for the first time. And look...

Okay. Sooo.. haha. I've been with you for 4 months.. honestly, hardest 4 months of a relationship, ever. You're like obsessed with me. We argue all the time. You blow up my phone when I say I wanna go...

I just want out. But, I can't. There's something keeping me there. And, it scares me. I honestly don't know what would happen if I did leave. And, I pray to God it's not what I think.

Please God, just help me though this. I try to be a good person. I really do. So,...

Crashing back down, everythings hurting again, I really need help right now :/

I'm sorry mom, I can't help it. I'm sorry i'm not as clever as you want me to be and i'm sorry that i'm letting you down.
You don't know how much i want to make you proud but you're never pleased with anything i do. He just gets in the way, he's ten and your amazing child, i'm sorry i'm not as amazing as him. I'm an idiot.

I'm never going to make you proud >_<

Had an interesting last few days, Friday lunch time, i walked out the shop to find a panicking woman and a convulsing baby, she then asks if i'm first aid trained, and when i said yes, handed me the baby and the phone with the ambulance on the end. So i had to deal with that while a lot of people stood around watching and panicking. And i never even got my food in the end -_- xD

Then today walking through town, a man collapses, falls over a small wall and starts fitting. Luckily i was...

No matter what I do
No matter where I go
You’re always there
Always there to remind me that I’m alone
To remind me that there’s no hope
To remind me that it’s my fault
To remind me that I’m lost
To remind me that I'm broken

You’re an evil friend.
But I can't let go.

I decided to make this a blog because that is where it should stay, as a blog that no one looks at.

Okay, so I'm FTM, or somewhere along the lines between being female and male and I move along that a lot. It's not new.

I've FUCKING told my friend to call me George. But NOOOOO. She calls me from my female name. What's with that? I don't call you anything you don't want me to call you, but you won't let me have the happiness of someone I know calling me George?
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I felt like working on another blog, I mean, I'm not doing anything else.

I'm considering walking around, going to my special place, which is this walk that leads from the grave yard to this little balcony thing, which stares over the ocean. I've never been there alone, but... I want to go a lot, it's just... That place that makes me feel calm. But I know if I go it will be a total waste because, 1) there is still snow so I can't chill on the bench, and 2) It would feel weird to go...