Dont get my post?
It's ok maybe you shouldnt be reading
Its not for you to understand
Matter of fact why the fuck are you reading...
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU
who the fuck am i?
My Mind Revealed
This blog is a way to let the rest of the world into my mind. If it doesn't make sense to you then you probably weren't meant to understand it. But this is my therapy to keep my sanity. I hope you enjoy it that is all.
Monday, January 9, 2012
Sing...
Vibrations they start in the speaker and find it's way to my soul
Lyrics they leave your lips and speak to not only me ears but my heart
Song your cry is heard
Lyrics they leave your lips and speak to not only me ears but my heart
Song your cry is heard
1/9
Dark room all lights off not even the edge of my finger tips are in sight
Nothing is said there is no reason for there to be
Music playing in the background is all that speaks to me
But I understand it comprehending with no problem
The raps the lyrics the beats the sound in general
It;s exactly how im feeling
Dark room lights off no1 speak to me
World stand still dont move
Dont leave me
Wait give me a second ill catch up
Dark room lights off
No one gets me
Nothing is said there is no reason for there to be
Music playing in the background is all that speaks to me
But I understand it comprehending with no problem
The raps the lyrics the beats the sound in general
It;s exactly how im feeling
Dark room lights off no1 speak to me
World stand still dont move
Dont leave me
Wait give me a second ill catch up
Dark room lights off
No one gets me
Friday, August 26, 2011
Running Away
I've made a decision to run away because I am just too tired. Let me say this now that this is not out of fear but because I am tired of your shit. I'm tired of your smart ass mouth being ok and yet every time I do the same you decide it is ok. I am leaving because frankly the stress you cause is no longer worth it. I'm tired I'm stressed at school I'm stressed at work and although I realize this is common among people NO ONE should have to come home and be stressed belittled and irritated like fuck. And yes you do just that. I'm tired of communicating because obviously that shit just does not work so I am done. I have resigned so do not worry I will no longer be here to hold you back anger you or whatever it is that you think makes it ok to make me feel like shit EVERY FUCKING DAY IM WITH YOU.
Friday, July 29, 2011
According to Greta
First off let me say I know my life is not the worse, it's far from it. I have a great family, half way done with college, a stable job, and amazing friends. But sometimes I feel like it's not enough. Sometimes even though laughter comes from me deep down all I want to do is scream and cry. Deep down my heart plays the saddest song I have ever heard. Deep down I hate myself. As much as I try to love myself and be greatful for what God has given me I hate myself. I dont know when the last time a day went by and i didn't want out. Out my body out my life out my mind! Although i have no idea where I would go. As much as I would love to pick up out of Carrollton and just leave what do I have to go to. There's no one out there that wants me for me. Theres no one out there that doesnt want to change something about me. There's no one out there that will love Jessica Annette Ross. And honestly that's all I want. Just once I want someone to know me. I dont want them to know half of me or part of me but all of me. I want them to be able to look me in the eyes and really see who i am. But there isnt a person like that out there... There isnt anyone for me to love and there isnt anyone to love me. Its just the way it is. But its ok this isnt a plea to add more phony people in my life. I just have to remember when I want someone to cuddle up with....I always have my heartache to keep me company and my tears to kiss my face....
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Honesty
Honesty is one of the worlds biggest problems. How much peace of mind would be spread around the world if honestly was guaranteed. Of course this isn't going to happen, every murder wont admit to the murder and your boyfriend will not tell you he cheated last week....twice. But can you look yourself in the mirror and tell you yourself your not perfect. Can you be honest with yourself? This would be a hell of a start! So maybe that's where we all need to start, with ourselves.
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