Kira Nadine Reynolds.

And this is where I pour my heart out.
Anything I can't say to anyone, or put into words,
comes out in these blogs.
So onto me?



13 years old. Debden Park High School. Check Shirts. Skinny Jeans. Converse. Eyeliner. Straighners. Friends. Love. Money. Music. Corned-Beef. Apples. Potatoes. Water. London. Shopping. History. Pyschology. Cute Texts. Flowers. Camping. Summer. Lakes. Sunsets. The Stars. Poetry. Reading.


Drew Wyllie; i love you for everything.
Daisie Tuson; your my world, i love you.
^^ the two most important people
in my entire life. (L)

So, I'll let you read some blogs now :)

Wednesday, 17 March 2010

i'm not running from you.

What if I wanted to break?
Laugh it all off in your face.
What would you do?



So i've just managed to drag myself out of bed,
where I have been for the last nearly 24 hours.
Literally, wallowing in self-pity.


So yesterday.
I never thought it was possible to cry that much in one day.
And then I woke up at 4am, searching for something, and I mean REALLY searching. I stripped back all my bed, and dug out all my draws. Until I stopped and realised I had no idea what I was looking for.
So I cried. I physically felt like I was going mad.
I think subconciously, I thought I lost something. But then I realised I was never going to find it.
I lost so much yesterday.
It's a shame I couldn't find them under my cusions or duvet.


I didn't even attempt facing school today.
I woke up at 6:30. And cried everything I had left in me.
I told my mum I was ill.
She later found out the real reason.
My brother went mental about the whole situation, threatening to kill him.
I physically had never seen him like that.
He hates me. Yet I really did feel protected like?
That situation could have gone either way.
I chose to tell him to stay out of it.
I don't want him to hurt you. Not even after how much you hurt me.


So now I don't know how I feel.
I haven't eaten since 11'o'clock yesterday morning.
thats 30 hours?
I dont feel hungry.
I feel empty.
I don't feel angry.
I feel regretful.
Maybe if I'd done this or that, it'd be different?
But it wouldnt would it?
Cause you never loved me the way i loved you.
I got too attached.
And this is what happens when you want something too much.


But guess what?
You. Are Not. Going to break me.
Someone last night told me I was more than strong enough to get through this.
And I really believe them.
Do not think your going to ruin my life.
I didn't like who I was when I was with you.
And now I'm starting again.
It'll probably take a while for me to trust anyone,
as much as I trusted you,
But I'm gonna do it.
no matter how much it's gonna fucking hurt.


To be honest,
people have been amazing through all this.
Daisie Tuson; I really love you so much right now. You didn't have to do everything you did for me. You didn't have to help me wipe off my make-up. You didn't have to let me soak your blazer in tears. But you did. And I'm so lucky to have you tbh. Your the only person I need right now (L)
&
bridie cann, dan lockstone, lauren white, drew wyllie;
you four, even just through texts or hugs, made me feel millions better.
and when I feel better,
your all gonna get the biggest hugs in the world :)


Well.
I'm off.
Hello Single Life.
I'm already fed up of you.
And I've only been living it a day.

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