Last night, I was practically followed home. I was driving down a main road and this car full of guys pulled up next to me and started yelling derogatory things at me. I had my window up, but they were yelling loud enough for me to hear things like “Oo, hey cutie. I’d like to get me a piece of that.” and other, worse, things. I ignored them and kept looking straight ahead. Then as we were nearing my road off the main road I was slowing down. The guy driving figured out that I was going to turn and cut in front of me and turned down my road. I was already making the turn so there was no way I could keep going straight without getting hit. He then was in front of me and slowing down so I tried to go around him. I got around him then he proceeded to speed up and go around me and start racing down the road. After he had gone about five hundred yards he slammed on his brakes and whipped the car around so he was facing me. I slowed down and pulled over for the sole reason of I didn’t want him to know where I lived. The car started racing toward me then veered off and slammed on his brakes right next to me. I started going forward again because I didn’t want to face him and then he sped off. I waited until he turned back onto the main road before I got out of my car. I was seriously frightened.
Then, as I was laying in bed I was, of course, thinking more and more about it and scaring myself silly. He obviously knew which car I drove, so he could obviously find my house easily. The amount of power that he had in his hands was extremely scary.
When you think about it, the people around you hold so much power over your life. If someone wants you dead, and they are sick enough to do something about it, you’re gonna die. If someone just feels like racing you off the road, there is not much you can do about it. There are so many sick people in the world and they can hold complete power over you. For me, as a weak, pretty, young girl, I am extremely frightened by the thought of all this. I find that I am too trusting in people. What was stopping that guy from coming back down my road and breaking into my house and killing me? What is stopping the guy in the parking lot of the mall when I leave at night from raping me?
AHH! I can’t stop thinking about this and I am scared.
Do you remember this picture?
Reblog>Click the picture> And see what happened!
god bless that ladyy
Then I reblogged and clicked the picture:
That lady deserves a medal.
god bless you miss <3
"There is neither happiness nor unhappiness in this world; there is only the comparison of one state with another. Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss. It is necessary to have wished for death in order to know how good it is to live…..the sum of all human wisdom will be contained in these two words: Wait and Hope."-Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo (via forbiddenalleys)
It’s amazing to me how quickly time changes around you. It takes what seems like a second to become a completely different person. People that you never saw yourself being close to now mean the absolute world to you. And the people you never saw yourself leaving are fading into the distance.
It’s a strange feeling to wake up and realize that someone that was a complete stranger to you six months ago now captivates your entire heart and you can’t figure out how you lived before. It’s odd to actually feel your heart swell whenever they come into sight. You look forward to wasting entire days with this person, because doing nothing with them is better than doing anything by yourself. It’s bewildering to sleep alone because you haven’t in so long, and you can’t fall asleep because their arms aren’t around you, holding you tight and keeping you safe.
The two girls that you just saw as slight acquaintances, you now consider them your sisters. These girls have quickly become people you would give your own life for. You feel pain for these people when they are in tough situations. You help them through it, and even make your own sacrifices to meet their needs. You strive to make them happy, and if they are happy then you, yourself, couldn’t be any happier. You cry painful, heart-wrenching tears if you can’t figure out a way to help them. These girls, that you’ve known for a short while, are people you can never leave because you can’t live with out them. You can’t even go an entire week without seeing them, and if you do you store up stories after stories and stay up late into the night discussing plans, and futures. You’re goofy with them because you know that they will never judge you. You can finally be yourself around them and you know that they will do the same for you.
It’s astonishing to see how three insignificant humans on this planet can take a broken you, shape you and form you into the person you are today. It amazes me that things you never thought you’d do or things you have never wanted in life are things you now look forward to. And even the person you’re in love with is full of traits you never saw yourself being attracted to.
It’s amazing to me.
How is it that I seem to not be able to breathe when you’re not around? What is it about you that makes me need you? I have never experienced such a pull toward anyone in my life. When I’m not with you, I seem to have a hollowness about me. I feel empty. It scares me, this feeling of mine. What does it mean? What is it going to lead to? You give me butterflies with everything you do. A simple smile from you is enough to brighten my entire day. My heart beams so much that I am afraid, soon, it might burst. It aches when you’re not with me. The pattern it beats seems to be pounding your name. I cannot even fathom this intense feeling to ever disappear. Nor could I risk losing you. It’s been such a short time that we have been together, but it feels like lifetimes. I have not a clue how I managed to exist without you. I feel as though I was drifting through life, without a space that I really belonged. Now that I’m here, with you, my heart feels at home. I feel as though I have finally found what I have been searching for. Is it possible to find it this young? Twenty years is hardly too young to fall in love, right?.. yet, sometimes I feel like it is. Sometimes I feel like I could hardly deserve such a wonderful man, and sometimes I get frightened that I have not lived long enough to know. Then again, everything I have been through to get to you seems worth it in every way. I adore you, darling & I plan on it staying that way for quite a long time.
How do you really know when you are in love? Does it come up and take you by surprise? or does it take it’s time to slowly build? When does it happen? Does it wait until you are completely comfortable, or is it possible to happen when you’re in a new relationship?
Smacked him with a book.
then he called me fat
wasn’t staying in that hotel
on a bus, band trip
kindergarten, I got in trouble
my first gay basing ever
Awkward and only the beginning
Marriage to a gay boy.
Three seconds, Tongue scared me.