i wish to weep but sorrow is stupid, I wish to believe but believe is a grave yard.

I think being honest will do the best for me in life. From now on my going to be honest with myself and my friends, im fed up of walking on egg shells. brb.

plans of a new years revolution.....

- a new years revolution is something that you have planned to do or are doing in the new years, most people(s) new years revolutions are to diet, eat less, save more and just things that concern them in no way to life. I have chosen a list which i have gathered over the year and i will be maintaining this list as far as I'm aware.

• Go to collage
• Get to a dress size 14 for prom
• Drink plenty of water and eat plenty of vegetables
• Try doing excercise at lest 4x a week
• Dont use violence jokingly towards friends
• Try and compliment people around me as much as i can
• Update my blog 1 a week
• Help my parents around the house
• Save £500
• Try and do alot of revision on my course work and exams
• Get a tatoo
• Pay alot of attention towards my friends
• Read a book fully
• Give money to charity and support
• Go to at least 1 concert....

so there you go, theres my new year revolutions PEACEOUT!

everything happens for a reason. things go wrong and things go right. at the end of it all, you just become a stronger person, and sooner or later, you realize who's really worth hurting for.♥

A habit I wish I didn't have, huh? Actually there are two habits that I regret the most. One is that, I trust people too easily. I almost always believe what people say, and I regret this every time someone hurts me. Its like almost too easy. I wish I was stronger, I am trying to be, and not trusting people too easily. It’s hard. But I intend on trying.

And the next habit is I let people influence me too easily. Like what they wear, how they act, and what they say about me, I let it affect my personality. I am forever trying to not let others define me, but myself. However, I keep failing. Every time someone says something negative, I keep obsessing to change it. I do realize I can never change what people say about me, but I try to be like who they want me to be. I am my own person, but I wish I didn't let others influence me.

How the simple things in life are so much different from how they actually are. How people don't always tell the whole story, but only the part they want others to hear.

Sometimes we play tricks with ourselves, maybe for a reason. Maybe not.

I for one, have always been telling myself that I hate roses. I don't actually hate them, neither like them that much. They don’t look any special to me. I still don’t understand why people go overboard with them. The only thing I know is that what makes me, me, one very little thing is the fact that I try to believe that I hate roses. Mind over matter, and it actually worked. I don’t really know why I did that, but then again, most of the time, I don’t really know why I do what I do. I like the mystery and the unknown questions that lurk around.

But when others do things, the way they do, I like observing and asking them questions. Unraveling the mystery. I always like to think that the truth is far more interesting than it actually is. My life lacks drama, and this must be why I want to stir up everything.

This may or may not have anything to do with the title or the picture.

What is blogger for? some people write storys or interesting tailes about what they think is right or wrong, some people write about a daily diary of what they have been up to in the week, but i dont realy care about what people write as long as its positive, i hate it when people write about how sad and depressed they are, i feel like just scratching my eyes out. Im not saying that know body should write about whats wrong, im saying that know body wants to know your problem, just keep it to yourself, then people wouldnt call you an attention seeker or even give you abuse, tbh i dont care if people do write about whats wrong but i hate it when they complain about people slaging them off when they must obviously know why? This aint towards anybody in particulate im just saying in general what i think.

why do the simple things in life have to be so hard?