sometimes i wish that people would accept who you are. fuck what you've done or what you will do, just care for what you actually are inside.... its not the style of clothes you wear, the type of car you drive, your hair length, or if you have piercings. its not the music you listen to or the books you read, its how you care. how you love. if you even know how to love.
giving your heart away is a huge decission. it takes trust and understanding. you must trust the person you give it to, and understand that they might not give you theirs....
love is by far one of the most complex of all things, its kinda like a baby, you need to nurture it and feed it, it will grow to be independent but it starts off weak.
no one reads this so ill just write about what im thinking, i guess its my journal...
you dont really know who i am anymore do you? all i know is im trying. actually no, im not trying you cant try to love someone. you either do or you dont. its like trying to flip a light switch. how would one fail at that? all i do is love and love, but its all in vain. should i quit? i dont like quitting at stuff like that but i guess if need be then i'll probably have to. i dunno i just wish she would tell me what she feels, if she even feels anything. maybe its like james said, we should just give up completly.... whatever... ill ponder more on that | 
