well here i sit for another lonely day......silently waiting for something to happen ... for someone to take my breath away ..... but will it ever happen? highly unlikely .... lately i find myself believing that love is just a thing of the past when there was such things as knights in shining armor...... in the past when fairy tales came true ...... so here i sit ...waiting... for what ill never know
some people never grow up ...i wish those ppl would fall of the face of the planet !!!!! i fucking hate them..... but i'm just gunna be myself and if they come near me i will just brush them off ...
ok... so i have decided the love is futile .... it is never what you want it to be and you just end up getting hurt ...it's a never ending cycle... i offically give up on love
When you were 8 years old,
your mom handed you an
ice cream. You thanked her by dripping it
all over your lap.
When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano
lessons. You thanked her by never even
bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old, she drove you all
day, from soccer to football to one birthday
party after another. You thanked her by
jumping out of the car and never looking back.
When you were 11 years old, she took you and
your friends to the movies. You thanked her by
asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 12 years old, she warned
you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked
her by waiting until she left the house.
When you were 13, she suggested a
haircut that was becoming. You thanked her by telling
her she had no taste.
When you were 14, she paid for a month
away at summer camp. You thanked her by
forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 15, she came home from work,
looking for a hug. You thanked her by having your
bedroom door locked.
When you were 16, she taught you how to drive
her car. You thanked her by taking it every
chance you could.
When you were 17, she was expecting an
important call. You thanked her by being
on the phone all night.
When you were 18, she cried at your high
school graduation. You thanked her by staying
out partying until dawn.
When you were 19, she paid for your
college tuition, drove you to campus carried your
bags. You thanked her by saying good-bye
outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in
front of your friends.
When you were 20, she helped to pay for
your wedding, and she cried and told you how
deeply she loved you. You thanked her by
moving halfway across the country.
When you were 50, she fell ill and
needed you to take care of her. You thanked her by
reading about the burden parents become to their
children.
And then one day, she quietly died. And
everything you never did came crashing
down like thunder on YOUR HEART.
If you love your MOM, repost this on you're blog
saying "i cried"
if you don't.. then u obviously don't care if
your mom dies .
