Snow Falling Mind

Fleeting thoughts give a now safe home

Breaking free

Now safe while alone



Once bad words

Replaced with safe white snow

Glistening on the roof

Invisible to those who don’t know



Dry desert land

Now a soft oasis

Blankets upon blankets

Safe in old places



Safe fluffs so small

Building up high,

Building up tall

A tiny spec of hope

Now a ten foot high wall.

Woops, I've been a bad blogger. Although...

Technically I spend way too much time reblogging pictures and posting my own on tumblr. So I'm not really a bad blogger, just when it comes to this blog.
It's nice to have anonymity in the internet world because it gives you the chance to truly speak your mind. Having an anonymous blog is like having an online diary. Except instead of just writing down the thoughts you're relating to other people and getting their opinions and comments on what you have to say. 
The only real problems are when you get rude strangers attacking you and the fact that you can't take back what you've said on the internet.
If you put it out there, it's out there forever.

Lies.

Have you ever told a lie? If you just said no, then you're lying.

It may just be my opinion but I believe everybody has told a lie. Maybe you didn't do it on purpose, maybe it was so small you wouldn't consider it a lie. But, does that mean you've never told a lie; or that you've never told a big lie?

Bending the truth, in my opinion, also counts as lying. Exagerating a story? Yes, that's also a lie in my book.

What if.

I love looking back on my old work.
This was the prologue to a story I had been working on. 
This was written back in October of 2009.

There's that one thing that changes us all.

    

      Sometimes I wonder if I was changed before this. I didn't know for sure, but I had come to learn that 'What ifs...' couldn't happen. What happened in the past, what you'd done, can't change. You can dwell on it, but it won't mean anything. All it does is keep you from living your life.

          I'd had the same 'What ifs...' all my life, the same 'if I had just...’ They didn't change until something else happened. Something I never saw, even though it was right in front of me. I should have listened, seen it, and trusted myself. But, before I came to realize that trusting people and letting love in could save someone, I couldn't even trust myself.

   

       Now, looking back on it, I can still find myself asking, 'What if...'.

The Trurth About Forever.

Nobody lives forever, but when we think about it to you, your life is a forever. It's the forever of you. And in that time you have the inifinity to make yourself right and happy.

You are beautiful.

This is just a quick shout out to a friend of mine who is one the strongest most amazing people that I know. She has always been here for me and I will always be there for her. Sometimes things are tough baby girl but you have so many people that would do anything to be there for you.


Darling girl there aren't enough words to tell you how much I care.


Stay strong babe, I love you.

Allergic to Sugar

Has anyone ever heard of Fructose Intolerance? I know many people have heard of Lactose Intolerance, but not many know what it means when I say I am fructose intolerant. Basically, to sum it all up, I am allergic to sugar. It's technically natural sugar that's mostly in fruits but anything else with sugar is bad for me as well. All in all it would be shorter for me to list the foods I can eat rather than the ones I can't.


It's not the worst thing in the world, because I can't die from it. But, if someone were to tell you you couldn't have sugar I'm sure you too would be quite disappointed by this. The side effects for me when I eat sugar are basically centered around my stomach. I get stomach aches with just a tiny bit and with more my food won't stay down, and if it happens to stay down I get severe pains in my abdomen. I call these 'sugar pains'. And these pains can hurt so bad that I am unable to move. I have even had cases where I had too much sugar and later fainted due to it.


Anyway, to all of you people out there who can basically eat whatever they want. Trade places with me?

If I Die Young

It probably isn’t too healthy to think about dying, but for the sake of argument let’s pretend I am dead. (Ignore the fact that dead people can’t type.) If my death would come at a young age my legacy wouldn’t be much. Maybe somebody would mention the fact that I had never truly finished a novel, or maybe they’d talk about the way I went through a lot in life at a young age but still worked hard to make others smile. However if I were much older I might want to be known as someone who worked hard in life and tried the best I could. It doesn’t truly matter what my accomplishments are as long as I can make myself and the people in my life happy. I want to leave behind a wonderful family and some amazing close friends. I’d want them all to know how beautiful they are and how much I truly care for them.


Overall, I don’t need to do something amazing; I just want to be remembered well. Maybe my headstone can be simple and say something like “She loved and was loved.” That would mean the world to me, because I would know that even if I’m not famous that somebody will have fond memories of me in their heart because I did good in their lives.

This isn't class

You would think that since this is a blog for school I would be posting on here during class time. This is not the case, as it is past 9pm. It isn't under my control that I do my best writing and thinking at night. Granted, I don't ever stop having an overabundance of thoughts. You could say my mind runs wild. I wish I had control over it, but most of the time, I don't.


I'm wondering if there is any need to be posting on here, as I don't have much to say. But, I can be a bit of a neat freak and a blog just seems too empty without at least one little paragraph of writing. It just seems wrong to see a big blank empty page when there is supposed to be some content. That is where this posting came from, I guess. And, on top of that, I am quite bored.