Emotions and logic are like lightning and thunder, respectively. You can feel something tremendous, and not be able to process what happened until much, much later.
You can't collect people and you'll lose all of them eventually, but still you shouldn't become jaded at the prospect of meeting new ones.
You need to take responsibility for your problems, even if they weren't initially your fault.
Feel your negative emotions. Roll around in them like a pig in filth. Acknowledge that they were there and existed at some point, and then let them go.
Don’t Be “Me”
Don't put your heart out in vain
Don't be so light
Don't be so outgoing
Be not who you are
Be who you decide to be
Don't fall for the traps that are set in love
Don't fall for the traps that are set in fear
Don't throw out endearment so casually
Be not who you want to be
Be who you decide to be
Don't strive to be pure and good
Don't try too hard to be an angel
Don't try to outshine the sun
You'll burn out like a star
You'll be left with a ashy corpse
Don't always be the brainiac goddess
Don't always be so smart and wise
Don't always accept everyone
Once in a while, be the flirtatious laughter girl
Once in a while, reveal what you want to be
Don't be the angel, the goddess
Don't be the sun or the stars
Don't be the hero or heroine
Embrace your dark side, the night
Be the villain for once
Don't hide yourself that much
Don't reveal too much
Don't trust anyone
Some secrets are better left unsaid
Some secrets may be the cause of your death
Be cautious, be wise.
Be whom you decide to be.
Don't be "me".
Love lost, is life gained.
This year I learned that I can't trust my heart.
I'm not interested in getting words of reassurance that "Time heals all wounds", keep that garbage for yourself. I learned that if I invested everything I was and had in someone, they would still find a way to show me the ultimate disappointment. I learned that love was an overly exaggerated idea for two individuals. Sure, the world can use your love and in some cases make you a better person, but that's where I must draw the line. I have also suppressed my will to approach physical or mental attractions, I have found so much more in myself in this way, and have killed far less of my personality and mind as well.
Persevere and conquer, in all feats.
how to cry
author's note:
my father used to say
that the most important lesson
is learning how to fall
and how to get back up
I'd like to modify this lesson
into one I taught myself
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take a deep breath and stand. take the hall pass and head out the door as if nothing is wrong. avoid the teacher's eyes. if it's in the middle of a lesson he will be sure to give you a look, but pretend you don't notice.
go to the nearest bathroom. look for feet under the stalls. go into the one farthest from any occupied. lock the door. sit down and let go.
do not rub your eyes or worry about your makeup. touching your face will make everything worse. let everything flow and worry about it all later. don't worry about anyone else in the stalls, they don't have to know who you are. cry as long as you have to.
wait until the bathroom is empty to exit the stall. asses the damage.
soak a paper towel with cold water and press to your eyes. do not rub or scrub, only dab. reapply makeup of you had the foresight to bring it with you. if you have contacts and also carry glasses, wear your glasses, they hide almost everything, plus you can say that your eyes were red because there was a scratch in your contact.
take a deep breath. head back to class. sit down and make some excuse about your dumb contacts or allergies or anything, really. they will believe you.
hold it together and try to pay attention. chances are your teacher is already mad, no need to make your day any worse