to move up and down
bring me the lights
GARRETT ANDERSON'S LIFE
NOT HIS, HERS, OR YOURS TO CONTROL
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Want.
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Realizing you care about someone and their happiness way more than they do about you and yours<
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The Most Important Stranger
Can you believe that someone you never even met yet will impact your life like no other past or present can? That there is a stranger right now out there in the world who will one day be the reason for those idiotic smiles whenever you think of them, your heart suddenly skipping a beat, your breath being taken away, and those sleepless nights when all you want to do is talk to them no matter how tired you are.
Someone that you have never talked to before will one day be the person you will want to talk constantly too. Someone that you may have never seen before will be the person that you will one day want to see constantly just so you can look deep into their eyes. Someone that you have never spent one second with before will one day be the person you will want to spend forever with.
There is a stranger somewhere out there; the most important stranger that you have yet to meet. This stranger will one day be your everything. Your soulmate. The one you will intrust your heart too. The one you that you won’t believe you ever lived without. Whether you believe in destiny or coincidence, this most important stranger is the one the you end up falling helplessly in love for.
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Sometimes I go to ready your blog just for the simple fact that……well…I’m not sure why.
Once I get past the first few pages, there’s all the shit you talk on me.
There’s all the pages on how you never loved me.
Theres all the pages on how you still love him.
I want to say I don’t care.
I beg myself to say I DONT FUCKING CARE.
But I do.
I care more than I ever have for some reason.
I go days without thinking about you.
Then I see your picture on facebook.
I see all of the good times we had.
Then I really LOOK at the picture.
How could everyone tell that you were so shady?
How could I NOT see the true YOU?
Even my mother, who I trust more than any other individual in this world, told me to get away from you.
She said she had seen girls like you.
She knew I was going to be hurt.
Then I was.
It was the worst feeling in the world.
THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD.
To be in love and do everything you can for one human being…
Then to have it ripped from underneath you.
From underneath ME.
Like I was just a piece of meat that you used for the time being.
….
You scarred me.
I can’t hold a real relationship.
I can trust anyone.
I met an amazing woman that I could see myself with.
I got scared.
I broke it off.
There’s nothing I can do about the way I am now.
I feel like I’m never going to be good enough for anyone.
I feel like I’m going to be “A piece of shit” for the rest of my life.
Those words have been embedded in my brain since the day you said them.
I don’t know what to do.
This is my only way of getting out what I’m feeling because no one listens anymore anyway.
I only have two real friends, but I feel like they couldn’t care less anyway.
Maybe one day I’ll be normal.
Maybe when I move away and recreate my life with all new people.
Maybe I can recreate myself…
Maybe.
But until then..
Im stuck in this mundane world that…
The same world that you linger in..
Sitting there…lingering in the back of my mind…
I want to hate you so bad.
I really do.
But I can’t.
You can’t hate your first love…
No matter how hard you try, you just can’t do it.
