I never thought I’d say it, but I think I am finally clean. Just like how Taylor Swift said in her song, “Gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean.” I have been clean for a long time. I don’t miss you anymore. I don’t need you anymore. My heart doesn’t hurt anymore, at least not from you. You don’t cross my thoughts anymore. Only when I read something I wrote in the past. I never thought I’d ever let go. I thought I would never stop loving you. It doesn’t scare me to think that love went away. It does not matter anymore whether or not if it was real because I have found h
I want to forget, but I can’t
I remember everything
It has been years, but nothing has faded
Every memory is perfectly preserved
And everyting feels the same and fresh
From that warm feeling when you make me smile,
That stabbing feeling knowing I cannot have you,
To that mile high feeling every time we kiss,
Or that peacful feeling when you wrap me up in your arms
I can’t forget. I won’t.
In a way I am afraid of forgetting
As crazy as it sounds
No matter how much I want to forget
The fear of forgetting terrifies me more
Because if I forget, if one meomry leaves me then it will all be in vain
If I forget,
I Don't Want This Night to End.. by Breezy3, literature
Literature
I Don't Want This Night to End..
I don't know what it is
But there was something about you pulling me in
I really don't know you
But I'm so glad I worked up the nerve to ask for a dance
I had my hands up and I got lost in the in you and the music
You were singing along to every song
I don't know the time or how long its been
Or if I am ever going to see you again
But I do know I don't want this night to end
I know my heart is gonna drop
When the DJ calls the last song
Because that means I'd have to go
And I don't know if you want to see me again
Or remember my name
All I know is that I don't want this night to end
Our bodies are close and skin touching
You we
Time seems to stand still when I'm with you
Nothing else really seems to matter
It's easy to forget how quick this was
"You and Me" seems like it has always been there
And maybe you were
Nowadays I wonder if you were always that boy I dreamed about
Was it you in my dreams when someone saved the day?
And was it you who I pretended to be my prince charming
Or someone like you?
I can never recall a face or name
But I would like to think that you were that boy who I always dreamed about
When I was little
I like to think I have always known and the only problem was that I hadn't met you yet
Now that I have I feel like I am one step cl
When did this become a game?
How did we get this far?
It seems so long ago that I cannot remember it any other way
How come the only way to see how much I care is to see how hard I hit the ground?
Since when did we start keeping score?
You hurt me; I hurt you.
You shot the last bullet
I came crashing down
And I stayed down
There's not a day that goes by that I don't feel it...
We are even-- No, you won...
The Exploration Through the Uncharted by Breezy3, literature
Literature
The Exploration Through the Uncharted
People tend to be afraid of the things they do not understand. They want exciting, unpredictable, and uncharted places; but they are not willing to face the fallout of it. People become jaded, hard, and afraid; for good reason too. It's our instict to protect ourself from the pain. If we didn't then we'd be more insane than what we already are.
Love is probably the purest form of the uncharted land. We think we know what we want and to exprect, but in the end we never really do. We all want to be there, and expierence it. We're designed for that. We were not designed to hurt or be hurt, yet it still happens.
Amazingly enough we adapt and
Liar, Liar don't cry on my shoulder
Liar, Liar don't expect me to care anymore
You played your games and you've been burnt
Liar, Liar I've always been there for you
I cannot fix you
I cannot help you anymore
You spun your lies
Now everything around you is falling apart
Liar, Liar didn't anyone tell you that trust is not a game?
Didn't anyone tell you hearts weren't meant to be broken?
Liar, Liar friendships weren't meant to be tested until the breaking point
Broken trust does not fix itself
And friendships just don't come back
So, Liar, Liar, can I ask you something?
Was it worth it?
You Would've Left by Now... by Breezy3, literature
Literature
You Would've Left by Now...
You need to stop this
If you wanted to leave
You would've left by now
So quit telling everyone you don't want him
Whenever he walks by,
Whenever you two talk,
And everytime you leave
It just takes one look
To know how much you miss him
I don't care if it's been over for a year now
It's still all over your face, body language
The only time you truly seem to smile is when you are with him
You pretend it's better to build walls
You pretend everything is okay
You even pretend that you stopped loving him
I know you think that you are better off without him
Everyone reassures that to you
And maybe true, but don't let pride and f
Trauma in the Purest Form: High School by Breezy3, literature
Literature
Trauma in the Purest Form: High School
Every person in high school must face the inevitable. Embarrassment. It may be typical like, saying the wrong answer in class, or walking into the wrong classroom by mistake. But life yesterday chose not to be so kind, and went beyond usual red blush and quick, mumbled corrections to absolutely traumatic. To be clearer, I need to divulge into a world more confusing, and dangerous than ever imagined: teenage dating. Between the hormones, insecurity, and games it's no wonder that this place is the leading cause of teenage trauma
It all started on a cold, January afternoon, lunch to be specific. When a h
People and life hurt.
There's just no way around that
And that fact really does not matter
What does matter is what people do with that pain
People can be miserable and take it
They can live life looking at it as something ugly
They can drown in their own self-pity
Or they can actually do something about it
People have the extraordinary power to take that pain and transform it into something beautiful
But only if they have the drive to change it
And that can only come from within
It may mean people have to face the cause of the pain
It may mean to have the courage to say that it cannot hurt you anymore
I know facing the things
I never thought I’d say it, but I think I am finally clean. Just like how Taylor Swift said in her song, “Gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean.” I have been clean for a long time. I don’t miss you anymore. I don’t need you anymore. My heart doesn’t hurt anymore, at least not from you. You don’t cross my thoughts anymore. Only when I read something I wrote in the past. I never thought I’d ever let go. I thought I would never stop loving you. It doesn’t scare me to think that love went away. It does not matter anymore whether or not if it was real because I have found h
I want to forget, but I can’t
I remember everything
It has been years, but nothing has faded
Every memory is perfectly preserved
And everyting feels the same and fresh
From that warm feeling when you make me smile,
That stabbing feeling knowing I cannot have you,
To that mile high feeling every time we kiss,
Or that peacful feeling when you wrap me up in your arms
I can’t forget. I won’t.
In a way I am afraid of forgetting
As crazy as it sounds
No matter how much I want to forget
The fear of forgetting terrifies me more
Because if I forget, if one meomry leaves me then it will all be in vain
If I forget,
I Don't Want This Night to End.. by Breezy3, literature
Literature
I Don't Want This Night to End..
I don't know what it is
But there was something about you pulling me in
I really don't know you
But I'm so glad I worked up the nerve to ask for a dance
I had my hands up and I got lost in the in you and the music
You were singing along to every song
I don't know the time or how long its been
Or if I am ever going to see you again
But I do know I don't want this night to end
I know my heart is gonna drop
When the DJ calls the last song
Because that means I'd have to go
And I don't know if you want to see me again
Or remember my name
All I know is that I don't want this night to end
Our bodies are close and skin touching
You we
Time seems to stand still when I'm with you
Nothing else really seems to matter
It's easy to forget how quick this was
"You and Me" seems like it has always been there
And maybe you were
Nowadays I wonder if you were always that boy I dreamed about
Was it you in my dreams when someone saved the day?
And was it you who I pretended to be my prince charming
Or someone like you?
I can never recall a face or name
But I would like to think that you were that boy who I always dreamed about
When I was little
I like to think I have always known and the only problem was that I hadn't met you yet
Now that I have I feel like I am one step cl
When did this become a game?
How did we get this far?
It seems so long ago that I cannot remember it any other way
How come the only way to see how much I care is to see how hard I hit the ground?
Since when did we start keeping score?
You hurt me; I hurt you.
You shot the last bullet
I came crashing down
And I stayed down
There's not a day that goes by that I don't feel it...
We are even-- No, you won...
The Exploration Through the Uncharted by Breezy3, literature
Literature
The Exploration Through the Uncharted
People tend to be afraid of the things they do not understand. They want exciting, unpredictable, and uncharted places; but they are not willing to face the fallout of it. People become jaded, hard, and afraid; for good reason too. It's our instict to protect ourself from the pain. If we didn't then we'd be more insane than what we already are.
Love is probably the purest form of the uncharted land. We think we know what we want and to exprect, but in the end we never really do. We all want to be there, and expierence it. We're designed for that. We were not designed to hurt or be hurt, yet it still happens.
Amazingly enough we adapt and
Liar, Liar don't cry on my shoulder
Liar, Liar don't expect me to care anymore
You played your games and you've been burnt
Liar, Liar I've always been there for you
I cannot fix you
I cannot help you anymore
You spun your lies
Now everything around you is falling apart
Liar, Liar didn't anyone tell you that trust is not a game?
Didn't anyone tell you hearts weren't meant to be broken?
Liar, Liar friendships weren't meant to be tested until the breaking point
Broken trust does not fix itself
And friendships just don't come back
So, Liar, Liar, can I ask you something?
Was it worth it?
You Would've Left by Now... by Breezy3, literature
Literature
You Would've Left by Now...
You need to stop this
If you wanted to leave
You would've left by now
So quit telling everyone you don't want him
Whenever he walks by,
Whenever you two talk,
And everytime you leave
It just takes one look
To know how much you miss him
I don't care if it's been over for a year now
It's still all over your face, body language
The only time you truly seem to smile is when you are with him
You pretend it's better to build walls
You pretend everything is okay
You even pretend that you stopped loving him
I know you think that you are better off without him
Everyone reassures that to you
And maybe true, but don't let pride and f
Trauma in the Purest Form: High School by Breezy3, literature
Literature
Trauma in the Purest Form: High School
Every person in high school must face the inevitable. Embarrassment. It may be typical like, saying the wrong answer in class, or walking into the wrong classroom by mistake. But life yesterday chose not to be so kind, and went beyond usual red blush and quick, mumbled corrections to absolutely traumatic. To be clearer, I need to divulge into a world more confusing, and dangerous than ever imagined: teenage dating. Between the hormones, insecurity, and games it's no wonder that this place is the leading cause of teenage trauma
It all started on a cold, January afternoon, lunch to be specific. When a h
People and life hurt.
There's just no way around that
And that fact really does not matter
What does matter is what people do with that pain
People can be miserable and take it
They can live life looking at it as something ugly
They can drown in their own self-pity
Or they can actually do something about it
People have the extraordinary power to take that pain and transform it into something beautiful
But only if they have the drive to change it
And that can only come from within
It may mean people have to face the cause of the pain
It may mean to have the courage to say that it cannot hurt you anymore
I know facing the things
ALICE:
[x ] You have/had long blonde hair
[ ] You constantly day dream of another world
[x] You have an active imagination
[x] You're very curious
[x] you try to show off your knowledge
[ x] you are polite or talk very formally
[ ] you don't like books without pictures
[x] you love cats or have a cat
[ ] you tend to act more mature than your age
[ ] You have been called mad or not right in your head
Total: 6
ARIEL:
[ ] you have/had long red hair
[ ] your curiosity has led you into trouble
[ ] you have a father who doesn't understand you and you often break his rules
[x] you are a romantic and often your head is in the clouds
TEN ARE YOUS
► Are you single ➔ yes! 
► Are you happy ➔ Yuppers!
► Are you bored ➔ just a little bit
► Are you sad ➔ not really
► Are you Italian ➔ nope
► Are you German ➔ ¾ of me is
► Are you Asian ➔ afraid not 
► Are you angry ➔ not really
► Are you Irish ➔ nope I don't have the luck of the irsh
► Are your parents still married ➔ 20 years now
TEN FACTS
► Birth Place ➔ Huron, South Dakota
► Hair Colour ➔ blonde
► Hair Style ➔ straight
&
1. Do you sleep in your bra?
Not usually, but sometimes I fall asleep in it
2. Do you sleep with socks on?
No, I hate that feeling!
3. Would you rather sleep alone or with someone else?
For now I like my space
4. Do you enjoy drama?
Only the plays or TV shows
5. Are you a girly-girl?
more or less
6. Who was the last person you hugged?
My besite beside me
8. Are you short?
5'4" so I suppose
9. Do you like somebody?
not really
10. Does your Facebook password have to do with a boy?
nope, I use songs!
11. Do you care if your socks are dirty?
kinda
12. Do you think you're alone sometimes?
Some days I do, but writing helps alo
Glad to see you joined the group :Christ-is-Written:! Welcome! Please excuse my horrendous drawing skills, below, lol Its abstract deviantART muro drawing