2nd of December, 2009 3:46am
I could feel my heart sinking into my stomach. It just lay there, an empty piece of meat with a faint beat barely heard. It just didn't move, didn't feel like it pumped the blood through my veins. I had never felt it go down so hard before, the thing is, it only did this when I was scared you would be gone forever. I knew the feeling all too well, but had never gotten quite used to it. It was a feeling I wish i had never had to experience, makes me wish I never had to see another day. I may have ruined things now, but there is always a reason behind the actions I portray. Words can't describe the emotion and everything in this situation, and pictures would never be able to give their thousand words on it, but the look in the eyes says it all. There are only two things I'm afraid of; My glass heart being shattered again, or that look being shared with someone else.
The Anthropology of Ariana.
I'm not who you think I am because to be honest, you don't know who I am. How should you? I laugh when i'm not meant to, I cry when things get happy. I never know what to wear. I want it to be hot when it's cold, and cold when it's hot. I like being alone, yet when I am, I wish I wasn't. I realised not everything is worth dying for. Nothings what it seems and who you thought were, aren't. All I need is you, that's all I really know.