Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Dancing with Tears in My Eyes



Crying is a sign of weakness. Don't let anyone tell you differently. Sometimes people say that it isn't a sign of weakness, rather from remaining strong too long.  It's not. You can never be too strong for anything. Being strong is what holds me together. Even when I have already fallen apart. I guess I figure that if I pretend like I am together 24/7, then everything will be okay. Like bottling something up, if I keep it to myself, then no one else has to suffer. The only one that would be hurting is me, and that is okay with me.  People ask me if I am okay and I say," Absolutely! I'm just tired." They believe me. It is the best thing ever. 


"I'm fine" is the biggest lie I could possibly say right now. But it's okay. I like it that way.


Blog you later.


-Erinthia

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EMMA:


MY PANTS FEEL THE URGE TO RIP THEMSELVES OFF OF MY BODY.

ME:

I would like that. I would like that very much.

EMMA:

AND I WANT A CACTUS. LOTS OF IT. BUT TELL NO ONE. NNNNOOOOO ONNNNEEEEEE. Kay?

ME:

Okie dokie (; It will be very pointy..

EMMA:


THE MORE THE MERRIER ^_^

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