Walk away...
The moment you get hope is the moment someone fucks it up again. Who knows where you are or what you are doing, but I can't wait around. I will never feel like I did before again with anyone, not even you. I have lost all hope in love. I surrender to trying, I no longer look for anyone who is meant to be. Seems when I rise I fall, so I no longer wish to rise. I am too nice to everyone and never nice to myself. Today, I am finished trying it's time someone else tried. Perhaps someone can show me what love is and I challenge you to do so; however, I don't believe that it is possible, I don't see it being possible and I understand everything.
So with it all out, I let you walk away silently only to look back and wonder how my road would lead you.
So with it all out, I let you walk away silently only to look back and wonder how my road would lead you.
posted by Unknown at 11:08 PM
2 Comments:
how can you be loved if you don't love yourself? you look to the online arena to make you feel better about yourself. you post pictures of yourself in hopes that others will propound you with comments and emails to make you feel better about yourself - to tell you are hot or that they want you. these same people are telling hundreds of other girls the same thing. these same people are just as lonely and pathetic as you. these same people aren't real - they are what you want them to be, or what they want themselves to be perceived as. try loving yourself and you might actually find someone who will love you for you, and not some image you've created out of insecurity
To my anonymous comment ghost,
What about myself is not real? Boobs, ass, legs, face, eyes, heart, brain, the blood I bleed, the skin that surrounds me; all real. What I write comes out of me, so how is that something I have conjured up? What I have gathered from your comment is the online "arena" is where I am feeding my head with craziness by people who are telling me that they want me and I am hot. And these people are telling everyone this same thing over and over, which would mean I am not special. Look there are a crap ton of hot people in the world of course they say that to others. Yet, what I know about myself is that I am different then all the others. I know I am not an ugly person I don't need pictures to let me know of that fact. Guys tell me I am hot in person but it doesn't go to my head. I don't need people to approve of me, that is why your comments are still available for all eyes to see and read.
Except for your comment about me being a derogatory word known to women. See at that point I feel that you are getting a tad bit psychotic in thinking that you know me, when you do not know me.
Question, obviously someone can love me for me being myself. Do you think this person is you?
I know he is out there, but he doesn't try to get my attention in this manner. If in the total opposite case is that you meant by "try loving yourself and you might actually find someone who will love you for you, and not some image you've created out of insecurity" is “I know you, why don't you want me?”
Then to answer that: don't try to change me, I am who I am and that is what I will be, I am not insecure in any way shape or form and when a deranged mind thinks “she could have something so tangible with me. Why can't she see?” And I don't respond, that is because I don't want something with you. I am content with being friends with people.
What I write is taken in art form and if that is crossing your lines then maybe you should step back and re-evaluate yourself. Ask yourself the question, why am I so interested in what this girl says or does? Shouldn't you be worried about other things in your life...
Sincerely,
Would the real Chantelle stand up? Oh, yea, wait! That is I.
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