the chapters.

12.12.2011

You'll be okay.

Sometimes, when life frustrates you, and you don't know who to turn to, you write.
And from that frustration, those word you write, turn into something beautiful.

Paragraphs and sentences that can help out other people who may be in the same situation later on.


Heartbreak is a human's greatest pain.

Her heart is broken, so she writes...


I used to like (insert name of male). Not anymore. He isn't love at all. He is pain and agony. He is awkward silences and words never spoken. He is excuses made up. He is lies. He is sadness and he is worthlessness. He is selfish and he is brutal, but most of all, he is lucky. -Lucky because he got me. He had me. Even though various times I was told I was 'too good' for him, I still stuck around. I was in love, I was blinded, but now I see. Through the words never spoken, the texts never sent, and that one kiss never shared, I can now come to realize that the sentence - 'Is he love?' is no longer a mystery in my head. He is not love, not even close. He is a hopeless boy looking and searching for something no girl worth loving can offfer him. All he wants is action, and when he finally gets that girl who will give him what he wants, she won't be worth it. He'll then realize that what he had before was always best, but he lost his chance. Because boys like him don't deserve second chances. She's too good for him. Always has been, always will be. So why does her heartache? What doesn't she understand?


Girl, understand that no single human being has the right to make you feel worthless. You're phenomenal. In ways you may not understand, but trust me, you are. Live your life with a continous smile upon your face. Don't let other people's immaturity get to you. You deserve to be happy. So what's holding you back?

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

can credit go to me for telling you that i wrote when i had a broken heart? (:

Anonymous said...

angela your inspire me!

Anonymous said...

I really like what you said about erything. You put things together in a way that helps me and other people understand what your going through. It also helps me to know that other people go thruough the same things as I do. Boys like that are lucky to find people like you, but they aren't lucky beacuse they dont know what they have when they have it. They always find out after they lose the person.
#your-amazing#

angela. said...

Okay, Anonymous, whoever you are.. Your comments make me happy. Thank you (: