I am still alive. And while things haven't been wonderful, I could be a lot worse off right now.
I had the intentions of writing a letter unto myself, and I may do it later, but I am tired right now.
I had the most wonderful time last night. I mean truly. I hadn't really had a good time like that in a while. I hope that something comes of it.
Always,
Ophelia.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
End of the Line
There is a point in time that each and ever person reaches sometime. Where they are just tired of everything. They have reached the end of the line.
Yesterday, I reached that line with a couple of things. Made someone mad at me. And honestly, I could care less.
They are mad because it is true. Because the truth hurts.
I'm tired of being used and unappreciated.
Always,
Ophelia.
Yesterday, I reached that line with a couple of things. Made someone mad at me. And honestly, I could care less.
They are mad because it is true. Because the truth hurts.
I'm tired of being used and unappreciated.
Always,
Ophelia.
Theme Song Anyone?
My hair's a wreck
Mascara runs
My feet get dirty
And my skin burns in the sun.
My lips they bleed
But I still sing my songs.
Takes me a minute
To admit it when I'm wrong.
Pretty is as pretty does,
But pretty's not my thing.
This is what you get.
This is who I am.
Take me now or leave me
Any way you can.
Sometimes I trip and fall
But I know where I stand.
If you're thinking about changing my direction,
Don't mess with imperfection.
My back is weak,
But my will is true.
Got good intentions
But I never follow through.
I say too much,
And don't know when to leave.
In case you're looking,
That's my heart there on my sleeve.
Ego trips and stupid slip ups,
I'm a mess but
This is what you get.
This is who I am.
Take me now or leave me
Any way you can.
Sometimes I trip and fall
But I know where I stand.
If you're thinking about changing my direction,
Don't mess with imperfection.
Scratched and bruised,
A little used,
But baby I work fine.
You might call me
Damaged goods,
But I'm one of a kind.
My hair's a wreck,
No I'm not perfect
But I'm not the only one.
This is what you get.
This is who I am.
Take me now or leave me
Any way you can.
Sometimes I trip and fall
But I know where I stand.
If you're thinking about changing my direction,
Don't mess with imperfection.
This is who I am.
If you're thinking about changing my direction,
Don't mess with imperfection.
"Imperfection" by Saving Jane
Mascara runs
My feet get dirty
And my skin burns in the sun.
My lips they bleed
But I still sing my songs.
Takes me a minute
To admit it when I'm wrong.
Pretty is as pretty does,
But pretty's not my thing.
This is what you get.
This is who I am.
Take me now or leave me
Any way you can.
Sometimes I trip and fall
But I know where I stand.
If you're thinking about changing my direction,
Don't mess with imperfection.
My back is weak,
But my will is true.
Got good intentions
But I never follow through.
I say too much,
And don't know when to leave.
In case you're looking,
That's my heart there on my sleeve.
Ego trips and stupid slip ups,
I'm a mess but
This is what you get.
This is who I am.
Take me now or leave me
Any way you can.
Sometimes I trip and fall
But I know where I stand.
If you're thinking about changing my direction,
Don't mess with imperfection.
Scratched and bruised,
A little used,
But baby I work fine.
You might call me
Damaged goods,
But I'm one of a kind.
My hair's a wreck,
No I'm not perfect
But I'm not the only one.
This is what you get.
This is who I am.
Take me now or leave me
Any way you can.
Sometimes I trip and fall
But I know where I stand.
If you're thinking about changing my direction,
Don't mess with imperfection.
This is who I am.
If you're thinking about changing my direction,
Don't mess with imperfection.
"Imperfection" by Saving Jane
Monday, August 11, 2008
Sometimes the little things from someone you don't know make the biggest difference...
I received this in a message from someone that I don't know today.
Just wanted you to know you are beautiful
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down...
Probably will.
You will have your heart broken
Probably more than once
And it's harder every time.
You'll break hearts too,
So remember how it felt when yours was broken.
You'll fight with your best friend.
You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.
You'll cry because time is passing too fast
And you'll eventually lose someone you love.
So take too many pictures,
Laugh too much,
And love like you have never been hurt
Because every sixty seconds you spend upset
Is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down...
Probably will.
You will have your heart broken
Probably more than once
And it's harder every time.
You'll break hearts too,
So remember how it felt when yours was broken.
You'll fight with your best friend.
You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.
You'll cry because time is passing too fast
And you'll eventually lose someone you love.
So take too many pictures,
Laugh too much,
And love like you have never been hurt
Because every sixty seconds you spend upset
Is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.
It made me smile. And I wanted to share.
Always,
Ophelia.
Always,
Ophelia.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
In the Blink of an Eye....
...a heart can be crushed. Even if the feelings were stronger than realized.
And to think that I should know better by now...
Sadly,
Ophelia.
And to think that I should know better by now...
Sadly,
Ophelia.
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