Heart+Brick Wall=

Do you ever wonder why the hell God made you the way that you are? I just hope He's got some really big, really great plan up His sleeve for me... Cos, at this point, I'm not seeing any sort of light at the end of the tunnel...

Best friends for life? Yeah. I've got one or two of those. The question I'm wanting answered is when am I ever going to find someone who'll say he'll love me for the rest of my life? Fuck. When am I ever going to find someone who will say that he's going to love me for the rest of that week?

I am real. I refuse to be fake. Must I be fake to find someone to like "me"? How many things about myself am I going to have to change?

Waiting... I'm good at that. I wait. And I wait. And I wait. And for what? A hug and goodbye. When can I stop waiting? When will the goodbyes be unnecessary?

How many more people will look at me with those sharp stares before I finally break? How many more careless words, lacking any sort of gentleness, can I withstand before I proclaim it The End? How many more gashes in my fragile heart before it finally splits in two and pains me no longer? How many more sad sentences will I form before I find something beautiful to write about? What is more beautiful than heartache?

If you think me fake, you don't deserve to have a brain. If you think I'm pathetic, you're on the right track. If you consider me crazy, be kind and see if that changes. If you want to love me, I'm not sure how much heart I have left to give in return, but I know that I will love you with all that remains...