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Sunday, December 27, 2009

hmm? o.o..

myheartissetonlife.


I'm learning about myself as I move forward on in my life. I make a lot of mistakes, but no one is perfect. No matter what you say. I don't know what I'm doing with my life, but all I know is, I'm living. And I've learned, a lot about life. Nothing goes as planned, so expect the worst. I've learned you live life to make mistakes and learn. You can't learn from others mistakes, only the ones you've made.

You hide your emotion sometimes .You are a moon type of person. You tend to be the quiet type or in contrast, you are not happy but sometimes you act it out in order for you to not burden your friends with your problems. You've faced some problems in your life. Your heart has been dealt blows before . You tend to think about things a lot more than other people, and you may get annoyed with people who act out without thinking about consequences. You are also the type of person that others often come to with their problems because you've been through plenty, and you are very understanding. Though you sometimes feel lonely, your demeanor is usually chill, and relaxed. You usually are logical, and rely a lot on facts and information on decisions. You often keep things to yourself. This is just one side of you, and you have different faces in different situations and environments, just like the moon has phases.

I have best friends. Alex is someone I can always go too when something is wrong. He listens and understands. Ashley is someone I talk to about anything and she'll listen. She understands me, and always knows what to say. Evan is someone I love so much. He's a kiddo I miss, but always helped me when I was down. He was there and I love him. Kristina and Macy the only two to listen to my side of the story, they stayed with me, when I couldn't handle being alone. I love them so much. Michael is someone I've known for almost three years. Three years he's remained by my side, and has picked up the pieces so many times. I love him. Rosie/Valeria is a girl I just met, but already trust. She's fun, and I like texting her. Steven is a boy I've known for about a year or two. He's simply amazing, and he always keeps me calm. I tell them all everything, the only ones I do trust. I love them, with everything I have. I can't lose them.. Nope.

-mica

Friday, December 18, 2009

Nothing..?

I don't really have much to say anymore..

What would there be to say?
I just felt like I needed to write something here.. I don't know.. It's Kristina's birthday, so happy birthday!

.Mica.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Smile-

I have a feeling things in life are going to get simpler. That I won't feel the way I have been feeling. I'll be a lot happier, and I don't know.

I guess I'm just glad to have people back. And the people lost, that's their fault. I'm glad to just be alive right now. I feel simply happy.

Michael, I promised you a picture of my hair. Here~


Friday, December 4, 2009

ListenToThis;

I'm weak.
I'm tired.
I'm drained.
I'm sad.
I'm mad.
I'm confused.
I'm happy.
I'm depressing.
I'm loving.
I'm caring.
I'm cruel.
I'm heartless.
I'm bitchy.
I'm scared.
I'm brave.
I'm strong.
I'm courageous.
I'm stupid.
I'm retarded.
I'm smart.
I'm hated.
I'm loved.
I'm nice.
I'm mean.
I'm cranky.
I'm grumpy.
I'm losing.
I'm winning.
I'm lonely.
I'm fulfilled.
I'm crowded.
I'm alone.
I'm surrounded.
I'm worried.
I'm dead.
I'm surviving.
I'm alive.
I'm sorry.
I'm carefree.
I'm struggling.
I'm fragile.
I'm emotionless.

I'm just Mica Ramirez, lost and scared, trying to find who I am.. I don't want help, I can do it on my own.. But I need help, it's apparent, that I can't survive alone.. I need help, I need a counselor.. I need, to be happy. I need to stop worrying. I need to stop being scared..

Help me survive? Help me live?

I'm sorry. I do wrong things. I can't help how I live. I just, struggle. I want to know who I am already. So I can stop all of these hormone motions. I want to fucking live. Know who I am~

I HATE this.. i HATE it with such a passion.. I want to cry, I want to curse my life out.. I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me.. God, if you are there, please help me? I can't do this alone.. Not anymore.. I've tried. I thought I'd be able too, but I can't.. I just, I can't.. I'm fragile..

Help?