“No one falls in love by choice, it is by chance. No one stays in love by chance, it is by work. And no one falls out of love by chance, it is by choice.”—Matthew 10:32 (via perpetuouslove) (via kayque)
Today I woke up and told myself that it would be different. That change was possible, and that I had this newfound strength.
It’s funny how you can walk with so much courage, and then crumble in fear in just a few moments. All that fear comes rushing back, and then you’re back to your old self all over again. The days just keep passing by and I don’t have the courage. I don’t have the strength. I AM WEAK.
Maybe tomorrow will be different, maybe my weaknesses can turn into my strengths - in my dreams. Things will just stay the way they are, until my even my weakness gives up on me, and then I’ll be done. I’ll be ALONE.
But that’s just LIFE - accepting what you have and what you lose is all apart of the big plan. THE BIG STUPID PLAN.
So I just survived parent-teacher interviews. They didn’t go horribly, but my marks are just slipping away. I can’t help but feel like a disappointment, to everybody. A bad girlfriend, a bad friend, a bad daughter, sister, student, dancer - you name it. I wish i wasn’t though. THESE are the times that life’s rough; too bad that they come more often than the good times.
Today, my boyfriend begged me not to break up with him. Not because he loved me, but because losing me would mean losing me as a friend on Facebook, then losing me as a neighbour on Farmville, and thus dropping a skill level. FML