My torn apart heart

So, I have held in all fangirling until now.

But AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CASTLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tagged: castle

So, everybody loves the hunger games, and I’m okay with that. They’re good books, and it’s actually something that could happen to this country.. But something I don’t think people realize when they read these books. There are people who live like that.
They live WORSE than that. We block them out of our minds, and pretend they’re not real. I do it too. But the thing about these people.. There’s no one to rebel against.
There’s no one they can fight to make it better. Their circustances aren’t going to change, they’re just hoping to make it through the next day. And too many of them don’t… In a way, we are the Capitol. We don’t realize what’s going on out there, and even if we do, we don’t realize how bad it is. We like to pretend that it’s no more real than The Hunger Games. But it’s so real…
But what are you going to do when you read this? You will read it, feel guilty, and quickly scroll past, doing nothing. Because that is what we are all SO good at. Ignoring what’s right in front of us. Not that I can say that I’m doing any more than that… But just maybe.. If we all worked together, we could come up with something? Something more? Because this isn’t enough. This status isn’t enough. I am not enough.
But maybe we are…

Tagged: MissionsThe Hunger GamesWe need to do something

Do you remember?

Do you remember the first time you said you loved me? It was right after your best friend left. You were upset, and hurting. I stayed up until 2:00 talking to you, trying to make you feel better. When we said goodnight, you said “I love you”. Do you remember that? I didn’t believe you. So all I said was goodnight. But I slowly started to believe you, to trust you. I cared about you. I knew I could trust you with anything. I gave you my haert, though slowly, and not even realizing myself.
Do you remember the night I told you I was falling for you? I was so scared. I couldn’t even say it to your face, I gave you a letter. I spent so much time rewriting that letter so many times. All I knew was that I had to tell you, no matter how you would react.You said that you weren’t falling for me, you had fallen. I almost started crying right there. My very best friend just said he liked me. In the sweetest way possible.
Do you remember the first time you held my hand? It was at our prayer group, and we were sitting next to eachother with a blanket to block the cold. The prayers were almost over by the time you got the courage to take my hand. We fit. Our hands fit perfectly. I never wanted you to let go. I must of had stars in my eyes anytime I looked at you. I may not have been in love you, but I was as close as possible.
Do you remember the first time you saw me cry? It was right after your arents said we couldn’t be friends anymore. Yes, I know they said they still wanted us to be “close friends”, but we all know with the rules they gave, that was impossible. I couldn’t help but cry. You didn’t understand why I was so upset, but it was because I knew this would happen.
Do you remember when I asked you to fight for me? You promised me you would. But you didn’t. And our friendship drifted away like leaves on the wind. We didn’t talk. We stayed away from eachother. You would say I did nothing to help it, and I didn’t. I’m too shy, too scared. And I had poured myself out begging you to try, I had nothing left. Now there’s nothing left of us.

Remember this day. You’ve changed. You’re not the same person I loved. I’ve changed. And today is the day you don’t affect me anymore. Today is the day I let go. You may never see this, you may never know. But if you know, you can mark this as the end.
The last you have to remember.

Tagged: Do you remember?Our last memoryGoodbye

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Dear guys.

We are the girls who don’t get any attention.
We don’t flirt, we just kinda stand on the sidelines and watch because we’re to shy to make the first move.
We are the girls who bear the weight of the world, and would spill it to anyone who cared.
No, we don’t try to ALWAYS hold it in. If someone who we thought ACTUALLY cared came along, we would fall apart to them.
We do anything to get someones attention, but we get nothing more than a few hello’s.
People think we’re the ones with plenty of friends, and NO troubles, but we die inside a little everyday, But everyday, we get stronger too.
We’re the ones who watch the person we would do anything for, give their hearts away to somebody else, because we’ve done all we can.
We are the girls who don’t give out our hearts easily, but when we do, we give away something we can never get back.
We are the girls who would do anything for a friend they could tell anything.
We are the girls who DO want a romance, but refuse to pursue the guy.
We are the girls who would accept anyone.
We are the girls who are never noticed.
We are the girls, standing off to the sidelines, waiting.
Waiting for someone to see that we are a diamond in the rough.
And scared to death that no one will ever see it.

Tagged: Dear guysWe are the girls