Running. Always running.

There comes to be a point in life, when you can't run any more. your exhausted, weak, and completely out of energy. Then it happens. Those things you've been running from, they slowly start to catch up.

You start to find that you still aren't over him, no matter how hard you tried to make yourself believe that you were finally done.  You start to see the hurt in peoples eyes that you put there. Then you realize, you are about to put that same hurt into another's soul. All for this boy. A boy you can't even have. 

Do you ever learn? Will you ever learn to let go? Are you willing to turn around and face the fact that what you want is out of reach, and not what's best for you? 

or will you run? run until you can't anymore, when the process starts all over again. When you have to put yourself and other's through hurt over things you can't have. 

stop running. face it. he's not going to take you back. and things will work out. eventually. 

easier said than done.

right?

no one's got it all. sucks to suck. reality hits you hard bro.

Hey folks, it's been awhile. A very long while. I guess in college reality hits you hard. and you find less time to sit by yourself, and blog, write in your journal, or read a book for fun. it seems i have neglected these things for far too long.

these things can't be neglected any longer. i need to find a new stress reliever. since i have been grounded from running, for who knows how long. blogging and journal writing used to serve as a stress outlet. it helps to write. most of the time.

now are you ready?

ready for the story, that's causing my hair to fall out. making me have restless slumbers. leaving me wondering, why? why do i do this to myself?

because it's coming. when i can figure out how and where to start.