the wind is the moon's imagination wandering

Why do you complain about people on public websites, knowing whoever you’re complaining about will see it? Isn’t it much more effective and less bitchy to just confront them about it?

Well I’m not a confrontational person. My tumblr is a place for me to express my feelings, and if I choose to express something that’s been bothering me, then I will. I don’t force anyone to read it, it’s their choice. I don’t “complain about people” per say, it’s just whats been going on with me. I’m not being “bitchy”, writing things makes me feel better so i continue to do it. In fact, I never said anything mean about you or anyone else, I simply explained my views and my opinions on what’s been going on the last year. I’m sorry, if you don’t like the way I handled it but, You’ve done the same thing a couple of time, not that i’m blaming you, i’m just stating fact. Sure, it’s more effective to confront them, but like i said, i’m not a confrontational person and usually in a argument of sorts, i need time to think things about out so i can choose my words.

I wish I weren’t someone who made the same mistakes more than once, knowing that what I’m doing is wrong but I decide to do it anyway. I wish I weren’t someone that just gave up when things got hard. I wish I weren’t someone who pretended to be something they’re not. I wish I weren’t someone who took their anger out on other people, which causes me to lose friends. I wish it weren’t so easy for everyone to walk away from me. I wish I didn’t talk down on myself. I wish I realized how badly I’m ruining my life. I wish I weren’t so needy, and I wish I didn’t seek so much love and attention, especially from the opposite sex. I wish I were someone who knew the answers. I wish I stood up for myself more. I wish I would have said everything I needed to say. The person I wish I could be is someone stronger, someone who doesn’t give up when things get hard, someone who loves being who they are, someone intelligent and mature, someone who knows what they’re doing, someone who learns from their mistake the first time so they don’t have to make the same mistake twice, someone who doesn’t do things they know are wrong, someone a little more positive and a little less negative. But what I want most is to be someone who has a meaning in life, someone who does meaningful things, someone who changes the lives of others in a positive way.

We’re supposed to be best friends but it hasn’t felt like that in a while. I know that a lot of it is my fault, but it’s also yours too. Lately I’ve been trying to be less dependent on you and doing things on my own but there are times when I really need to talk to you and I feel like I can’t because I think you get the idea that I’m depending on you and you somewhat begin to push me away then. We both have other friends which is the way it should be but I feel like you guys have some sort of secret thing about me. Maybe I’m wrong but that’s just how I feel. You seem to treat me as if I’m some sort of apocolypse. I really want to talk things out with you but I often feel like you are trying to turn the tables around as your way of defense. I just wish you would be 100% honest with me because unless you are, you can’t really hold things against me. We’ve both changed alot and I used to think we’d always be friends no matter what but lately things have me wondering if we will ever work this thing out.

I think the best and most precious things in life are: big warm hugs, passionate kisses, the smell of rain, daydreaming, walking through a field of wildflowers, smiles from anyone - particularly strangers, soft cushy pillows, anything chocolate, and lastly - being loved.

What if we could take pictures of our dreams? What if there was a way to document the visions we have while we sleep? Maybe we could know ourselves better and, in turn, better ourselves if we had pictures of our subconscious. If we knew our deepest thoughts, the thoughts that won’t come out during the day, perhaps we could know all there is to know.

Lyndsay Rathbun you are one of the greatest people ever. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I love you. (:

Sometimes I just feel so lost, so out of place. You know what I mean? Like when you wake up in the morning, but you feel more at home when you’re asleep. When you go to places you’ve gone your entire life, and you look around at everyone and realize that you’re somewhere you don’t belong. When you’re driving down these roads, wondering if twenty years from now you’ll still be driving these same roads. Sometimes when we become too lost, we fear every move we make. Because more often than not, those who are lost do not know where they are going, or even why they are going; they just know they have to keep on going. And when things have been going wrong for too long, they feel there is something being done wrong, so they travel in circles. Relapse after relapse. Right turn, wrong turn. Another right turn, but another wrong one. They are in search of something to fill the empty space in their heart from the absence of something that was lost. And most of the time we find ourselves lost merely because we are just looking for that something that is long gone.

life happens, and suddenly you find yourself so far from where you’ve been. No warnings, no street signs, no one telling you where you made the wrong turn.