I am sick!

bleh -_- well I've been kinda under the weather lately. It's been pretty lame. But hey, it made me feel real special when I got a bunch of get well wishes from my friends and family :) Isn't that the best? Totally lost my voice for about two days . . . I still talked though. Thinking that PROBABLY wasn't good for the vocal chords. But hey I had stuff I needed to say!
Andd my mom got me these night guard things because I'm forever grinding and clenching my teeth. Dang it hurts my jaws and gives me headaches! But these night guard thingies are helping pretty well :) I wear em all day!
If any of my readers out there are sick then I hope you feel better soon <3 and from my blog to your screen, Happy Valentines day! 

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Trust Me

So here's what I'm thinking . . . the day the sun stops shining, is the day that I'll give up. I've spent too much time regretting who I am. I've shut too many people out. And I've wasted too much time staring at the world and feeling like I'm nothing because I wanted so desperately to be a part of the really extraordinary magical things out there that you only seemingly see from a distance. But really, it was right in front of me all the time. I'm so stupid sometimes:)
It's in the tree outside my window, and the laughter of my friends. It's in the eyes of the people I love, and it's in the warm embrace of my best friend and sweetheart:) It's in those wittingly sarcastic comments my dad makes, and in that look in my mom's eyes she gets when she knows something good is gonna happen. It's in those groggy good-morning mumblings my brothers offer me with their half-asleep smiles. It's in everything . . . but you have to stop and be quiet for a few seconds, and I mean REALLY be quiet, to realize. Looking is one thing, but then really seeing them is another. Trust me . . .

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keep going

I believe that, although it is impossible to forget your past, and it may hurt to leave it behind . . . whatever your heartache, whatever your state-of-mind, whatever your loss, there are still better things ahead than any we leave behind, IF we choose the right path. And with every step, with every inch forward, the distance between you and what was . . . becomes your very reason to keep going. 

To all you writers

I think I like the world of books because I love the way the writers can create a story that lures you in so much. I love the relationships you form with people whom you have never even met and never will, but still you care for them as if they are your dearest friends. I love how you grow so fond of places which you have never even set foot in. I love how the words ring in your head, although in reality you never really heard them. 
But I think the thing that captivates me the most, is how one person can speak to so many people through a maze of printed letters. One person can change everything by jotting down their words and ideas, their beliefs, fears, happiness, and even their entire beings . . . onto sheets of paper. They're artists, really. They paint the world beautiful colors with only black and white. They can reach you, speak to you, without ever even knowing your name. 
They speak volumes, their voices reach out through generations and across seas . . . without having ever even opened their mouths, but instead, their hearts. 

I Try

I try to stay happy and to keep on smiling. I try, and try, and try! But some scars never fade ... and seeing them still there makes me sad. Sometimes that feeling that I hoped I'd never feel again comes back. I try to push it away, and that's when I start to feel numb. I hate feeling numb ...