I hope you live a life that you’re proud of and if you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.-Benjamin Button

Time heals all wounds

To me; fearless is not the absence of fear. its not being completely unafraid. to me; fearless is having fears. fearless is having doubts. lots of them. to me; fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death. fearless is falling madly in love again; even though you’ve been hurt before. fearless is walking into your freshmen year of high school at fifteen. fearless is getting back up & fighting for what you want over and over again; even though every time you’ve tried before, you’ve lost. its fearless to have faith that someday things will change. fearless is having the courage to say goodbye to someone who only hurts you, even if you can’t breathe without them. i think its fearless to fall for your best friend, even though hes in love with someone else. & when someone apologizes to you enough times for things they’ll never stop doing, i think its fearless to stop believing them. its fearless to say “you’re not sorry”, and walk away. i think loving someone despite what people think is fearless. i think allowing yourself to cry on the bathroom floor is fearless. letting go is fearless. then, moving on and being alright; thats fearless too. but no matter what love throws at you, you have to believe in it. you have to believe in love stories & prince charmings & happily ever after. thats why i write these songs. because i think love is fearless.~Taylor swift

Sunday, November 28, 2010

military

I want to be in the military, feel the pain of strength, learn control, obediance, trust, loyalty, family, how to fight. Hold a gun in my hands feel the coldness in my hands warm from my bare skin. See who cares enough to write me, and who never cared at all. Know that my dogtags, my guns, my uniform is my best friend. I want to be respected and strong in the military. Fight to save people, families, civilians. I want to starve for 48 hours with dirt on my body going through obsticles. I want to leave this pathetic excuse for a town, the drama, the people, i want to join the military.

Wait until college? what the point? I want to go now.
people tell me not to go as if I'm not strong enough.
what do they know?
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