A Story. Feelings.

I hate the feeling of being alone.

It’s so easy to get lost in some of the things that we have that are apart of our lives.

I sometimes seem to forget that it is just me.

Thinking too much. (It’s becoming a rare thing) thankfully!

But just having that want of someone else to share life with seems like a dying thing.

There are things that I think are “together” things but when left alone I feel completely lost.

Only to remind myself that it is just me.

Sometimes I do feel like it will always just me, && I halfway am accepting of that…

Even with some happiness and being hopeful… I feel as if it is just a phase.

Somethings are just never meant to be understood.

I wish I could understand most things like that though but only

Without any feeling.

No hurt. No pain. No emotion.

Just the knowledge.

No overreacting. No caring. No emotion.

It’s currently a Thursday night.

Didn’t work all day.

Did a lot of running around.

Some studying.

Alone.

Now that the time is getting closer to the end of the day.

I wish I had something going on for me.

I work a lot. && those days get missed.

I miss so many things.

But then when I have time.

More hours. Even days.

I’m usually stuck with nothing.

No one.

Just me.

Just alone.

Just debating my next move.

Still dressed.

Makeup still on.

Just want to do something. With someone.

But why does that always seem so much to ask for?

No one cares?

Why does no one care?

Running around in circles with myself trying to make sense of the smallest things.

Then it all makes sense.

It’s just me.

I remember a few years ago…

Being by myself. I felt different.

I felt. Like no one could tell me anything.

Unstoppable? Eh.

But more carefree? Yes.

Confident.

Happy.

Hopeful.

&& it honestly showed.

I don’t think anyone would of guessed that.

I’m going to get back to that time.

The better times.

I’m about to have a lot on my plate soon.

But it will be alright.

Sure it will…

Keeping in mind of the things that I want in life.

Not to settle.

&& get to everything that I want to accomplish.

Even on the days where I feel like there is no real hope.

I’ll push through it.

Alone or not.

With or without someone by my side.

I’ll do my best.

I promise.

Thanks for listening.

Forever alone ❤️

xoxoLaLa

What is Writing…

Writing is the best form of communication for me.
It doesn’t mess me up. (It has my back.)
Or have me stumbling over my own words.
It doesn’t make me look stupid or embarrassed.
Or forget important information that could be lost in the heat of a communication.

Writing to me is so powerful.
Its form really does take all!
It is beautiful in all of its glory.
&& gives all the readers a chance to take things in a new light…
Set their own tone.

Writing is there when no one else seems to be…

Writing is love.
Love that is always there for you when you need it the most.
This form fills your heart.
It makes you happy.
It makes you feel so hopeful, like nothing in this world could stop it.
It has a heart that beats along with yours forever in tune.

Writing is so playful.
It can give you the hints of the world while keeping a smile on your face.
It can be one of the most memorable times because the memories would be forever.

Writing is sadness.
It will cause you extreme hurt, pain && doubt.
This writing would make you feel so alone.
So worthless.
So helpless.

Writing to me is a song.
The words can get stuck in your head && tangled in your thoughts.
It gives off a lovely melody to satisfy your mood.
The depth of the words can bring out the best or the worst in people.

Writing is a fight.
Everyone writes, but not everyone wins.

Writing is a lesson. 
That can only be learned with commitment && time.

Writing is me.

xoxoLaLa

 

Growth

So for the past week or so,

I have really been wanting to just sit down && write.. type.. whatever.. (you know what I mean… )

&& here I am finally doing it!

I don’t really have a “theme” for this post but I am just generally in a good mood.

Minus the fact of me being tired basically all week && today being the last day of a 7 day stretch, which I haven’t done in a while so it got me pretty damn good.

But between all that, I had a good week.

I have recently discovered that I like to look back on the little things that I have noticed about myself && see what else I can do.. to continue to find my ultimate happiness..

Just seeing how much I have changed in the last year alone is just kind of mind blowing to me. It is one of those things where I feel like change is good. It is something that I can be happy about.

Not that I did it on purpose or anything but I can appreciate a lot more things.

Time has always been a factor, (generally speaking)
But I feel like more recently, time is basically everything to me.
Time is one of those things where people can just waste it, or use it wisely.

I use it wisely.
I want to continue to make the most out of the time I am given.
No matter if it is very good or a little bad.

I always noticed by the day,
that it seems like I am just becoming less of an introvert && a shy person or a soft spoken person (Which soft spoken hasn’t been me in a very long time) but also a caring person.

I will be the person who will start a conversation.
Not because I am confident,
But because I have realized over time that somethings are not worth missing out on.
&& also that a lot of things are not that serious.. (to me anyways)

Take chances, make mistakes, get messy -Miss Frizzle 

But that is life.
I am still learning as a person && I don’t know if I will completely understand it all
But
One day I’ll get the hang of things && be able to form them into the way that I feel that they should fit.

It is all about growing.

xoxoLaLa

 

 

Why the Fukk Do You Care?

LITERALLY!

One of the things that I have never seemed to fully come to terms with over the past..
Lets just say many years… 🙂
… caring.. overthinking.. (perfect recipe for disaster right?) ha

See here is the thing;
We all think that we are so much different from everyone else,
&& that no one understands our struggles.. “struggles”

Like dude… I get it.. Life sucks sometimes, but what’s the point of taking all your energy && putting it towards something that doesn’t matter.

Something that will not get you ANY WHERE! Absolutely nowhere in this goddamn world! 🙂
I struggle with that sometimes. So I can speak in it…
But not that often,
It seems to come out of no where && just fukk my whole life up.
Then I get stuck && start to think about life as a whole..
&& try to figure out if I even belong..

I know..
We all know..
Shit sucks
&& it is uber annoying…
But it is okay..
I promise.

I know that every time you are looking to reach out,
you can feel like there is no one there to hear you,
or want to hear you..
But here is the thing..
You have to do that yourself.

You have to be the one that has that kind of control over your life.
Ha like me so..
Literally not even an hour ago.
Driving.
Just thinking.
Music.
More thinking.
More driving

Random ass Sadness.

Then I just kind of started saying things out loud that I didn’t really think anyone would want to hear or understand.

But it fucking helped.

It made me realize somethings.. some more things to add on the list about myself.
It made me see that there are literally a trillion things wrong in this world && I am not one of those mothafuckersssss
It made me smile through my bullshit ass tears, (still don’t really know what made me so upset.)
It made me laugh.
&& it made me feel like I belonged to myself.
But…
One thing that we fail to realize is that,
PEOPLE
ARE
NOT
CREATED
TO
FILL
YOUR
HAPPINESS

Seriously,
Like sometimes you just got to take a bullet.
Look like a stupid fucker.
Get over it.
&& be your biggest supporter!

Another thing we fail to realize is that, you
YES.. you my friend… need to be your own cheerleader.
You have to be the one to make yourself happy.

Because..
Shit.. we are all out here taking all this time to create sadness or even pity for ourselves && focusing on literally something that doesn’t matter.. that never mattered.
Why the fuck do we care though?

Insecure?
Maybe for some?

Everyone has their own reasons,
but I feel like they are all very similar && definitely connect.

That is why I write…

There are times when I just sit && there is nothing but sadness filled in these words,
but for me..
I rather get them out in the open && out of my head.
Try to clear some room for the happiness I deserve.

Also,
Something to remember…
It is okay to be a little hard on yourself.
ITS IIGHT..

I can admit that I am stupid at times && look back wishing I could take things back..

But this is real life
&& not a fucking movie so that shit ain’t about to happen.

Now with that all being said..
I hope you were able to smile…
Maybe even laugh.. just a teeny tiny bit..
&& most importantly..
I hope you were able to take something positive away from my words…

Seriously,
Because your fucking dope.

xoxoLaLa

 

 

Thinking Out Loud

 

Where is the closure?

Where is the answers?

Where were you?

(..I am just thinking out loud…)

I know the best thing for me is not to dwell on the things that should be left where they have landed.

I know that for me to heal, I can’t question anything.

I have to let time takes its course..

I know it sucks. Like it really sucks.

I know that I am hating myself for falling back into the same rhythm over && over again.

I know that I miss it a lot when I know I shouldn’t.

I know I shouldn’t think about wanting to yell && curse. But I want to.

I want to do all the things that I know will only cause me further pain.

I know I want to just know why..

Why?

Just simply why?

I know that it is better to just leave things unanswered && to move forward.

I know it shouldn’t be this hard to get over something like this. But it is.

I have struggled to find happiness with myself for so long && seeking other things delayed me to achieve that.

Man it sucks. It really does.

(.. I am just thinking out loud..)

I hate that the world feels like it is going to end at any point.
Even though I know that’s false..

I know I will one day be able to live again && feel invincible.

I know that if I keep making up things for me to change my focus to, I will be better off.

I hate that I wanted this for myself.

I know that I wanted to make a change this year.

I didn’t know that it would of came so soon..

(.. just thinking out loud)

I can’t believe how real it has all become in the matter of weeks.

I lost myself for years && the light to guide me out is just no where in sight.

I know I have to push forward.

I know I have my life.

I know what I have to do.

I know I have to get to the light && take my life back.

I know it will be hard && I hate that.

But for this main purpose….

I have to do what I promised myself.

I will find my way.

I will find the light.

I will gain back my happiness.

For it will always stay in sight.

xoxoLaLa