We are all different.

I decided to use this title for one reason only. The things you see that share a lot of emotions are really me speaking. It’s from the heart. The situations I’ve been in have hurt me beyond words and if you don’t understand or think I sound crazy or insecure. Then let me be the one to tell you I am insecure, I’m very insecure, but that isn’t going to stop be from posting this. It’s a coping thing for me. In the past couple years, a lot has happened and sometimes I would just write out my feelings. I was always something that sooth me. And believe it is nothing but the truth.

Nov. 11, 2014

In life, you sometimes find yourself trying to find the right one. That one person that melts your heart and that person you can never live without. It becomes hard when you start to love them so fast and you become scared that they don’t love you back. So you trust your gut and hope for the best. You’ll get over this person even if you try. In time, yes, you may feel that you are over this person, but believe me it isn’t. So you can understand this, let me explain my story. It’s not easy to write this, this isn’t professional or even proper writing for a book, but who cares its inevitably for me. To recope. To be me again. I’ve fell in love with a man I have never touched, seen, heard, or had physical contact with. But we are separated right now, and I’m ready to scream and bleed out all my love for him. It’s not easy. One minute, I’m fine and then the next I’m out. I couldn’t sleep, I probably won’t sleep until I get home. I got up this morning to say I actually did something. I’m skipping class because I’m tired of going to school, it makes me stress. My sister was right, I am unhappy. I’ve lost me totally, Arianna, you are in there somewhere behind all that bullshit, show everyone who you really are.