Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.

Letting go..

 

When you love someone it is really hard to let go..

 

People, including me, tend to want to stick to the suffering they know than the suffering they dont know...

 

But in every tearful ending there is a new beginning...

 

When you let go, it doesnt mean you dont care... I doesnt mean you wont be there.. It just means letting go of things you cant change... and focussing on the things you can change... starting over....

 

you have to let go before you can start over...

 

my heart tells me to hold on- always hoping for something better... a big golden bucket at the end of the rainbow... but i have come to the realisation, once again, that if you keep swinging at something, and keep missing, for goodness sake! stop swinging at it!  its so easy to comment on these things but when it affects your own life its not that easy.... you lose your mind... you cant think properly..

 

atm i am not functioning.. .i dont want to sleep.. i dont want to be awake.. i dont want to eat.. i dont want to not eat... i dont want to love... i dont want to not love.. i dont want to let go.. IT IS TIME.. it is time to let go... it is the right thing to do.. and someone has to be the strong one and let go..

 

i have come to the realisation that i am going to have to be the strong one.. it's okay... i will never forget you.. i will always love you... i will cherish the memories we made.. the happy times...

 

you are one amazing person... 1 in a million... someone is going to be very lucky... i wish you well....

 

love you always...

 

chacha

I want to erase my thoughts
Let the good thoughts flow
Let the bad thoughts go
Be where I am, who I was
Forget who I am
Remember where I am
Achiever I once was
Strangled by my darkest thoughts
Slice the thoughts, set them free
So that I can get back to being me
I want to be me
I want to be happiness
I want to be perserverence
I want to be achievement
I want to be me.

I want to be perfect.

I believe in perfection.

I cant out my feelings through talking,

so I do it through slicing..

Underneath my pretty clothes.

My therapy.

I am going to make a list of things I really want.

But for now,

see how fucked up I am,

see my blood.

Thats what I want,

sweet compromise for a broken relationship.