I'm Amanda. 20. I dance and I run.
Graduated from Leisure and Resort Management,
but I have no idea what I want from life yet.
Don't judge me.
Is it time
Saturday, July 21, 2012 @ 2:22 AM
No directions, no clue where i should go and what i should do. I thought all this time I was trying to get away from track, but it seems all I wanna do is track. I don't know what is dance to me anymore, is it love or is it a chore. Everything seems to be in a mess, it's all going down hill. Home doesn't feel like home, where is the love,warmth and every bit of happiness i felt when i was a kid. Now it's like even when the house is filled with people, i feel nothing and it's just an empty house. I'm not happy, at all. I dread coming home because every time i step into this house, all i ever feel was anger,frustration,sadness and pain. I don't know why, but i just feel it. I don't mean or want to take it out on anyone, but i can't control it. I wanna run away so badly, every time i step into this house, all i feel like doing is getting out of the house and going somewhere. I don't know where I can run to. I really wish I could just.. run away. Go somewhere I would feel happy again. I don't ask for much really, just want to be truely happy for awhile because I think I have forgotten what it's like.
Letting Go
Friday, July 20, 2012 @ 2:44 AM
I don't know what you're thinking, I don't know what I'm thinking. I told myself to let go so many times, but my heart seems to never let go. All it does is hang on. I wanna stop hurting, I don't want to hurt anymore. Right from the start I told myself not to hope, not to wish because wishing only wounds the heart. Apparently, my heart did everything I said I shouldn't do. I hope i'll find better days.