i agree.

"being blunt isn't always the best way of being a romantic" -g

THEN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT

forget that last blog;
i'm out

i stand.. your ground.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH F YOUUUU



srsly.
you're pullin my sleeve.
i hate feeling this way; whatever you call it.
Ms. for-the-meantime
hah! f that.
okayyy sorryyyy. i'm cynical, k?
can't blame me for feelin this way.
how do i act? how do i deal? WHY do i deal?
the ball is not in my court this time around.
how did i lose control? why?

this is definitely a new feeling, a new kind of cheryl that i've never seen. i'm way lost and disarray more than ever to the point where i just.. have no clue how to act. do i call? can i call? am i allowed to call? what am i? do i tell you who i'm with? can i go somewhere with you? can i go somewhere without you? the list goes on (whpshh!)

it makes me think. what'dd i dooo?? am i not good enough? why do i feel unwanted by you. what am i to you? you've degraded my name to just another girl. i wanted to try harder.. surprise you with the little things.. but now i dont even want to. i lost hope. the girl shouldn't be in this position. i'm more hurt than i am mad. honestly.

fake fake fake fake fake used used used used used f you f you f you f you f you

conscience says forget it. time is limited. why bother. you give more than you get. treat others the way you'd like to be treated.

second conscience says honey, you never lost control. you can get anything you want. sky's the limit, or shall i say clubs & parties...

no, babygirl. youre better than that. keep your chin up, and dont settle for less.







safe: cheryl, you rule, that is all

i guess?

I HATE the way you're making me feel right now.
I HATE not knowing what's going on in your head.
I HATE false hope.
I HATE your not knowing how to deal.
I HATE how i told myself i was going to be the best gf to my next bf; who happened to be you.
I HATE how you walk away from it.
I HATE your jab,
I HATE my shield.
I HATE how you're all talk.
I HATE what i put into it.
I HATE dressing up for nothing.
I HATE knowing the end.
I HATE no calls, no shows.
I HATE how you're closed up.
I LOVE how it doesn't matter to me anymore


i'm single bitch;
and I LOVE how you're all reading this.


"and now you know!"

"put your braveface on"

chin up. wipe your fuckn tears. try again.

don't settle. move

thursday (warriors vs. blazers) friday (no pics yet)

saturday (valentine-less + pool + venus + dj's)

and i dressed up too!

she was sad at first, but uuuber happy later. i'm happy for you du! =)

sunday (church + happi house)

i'm in a position i didn't want to be in. -_-
guards up!

ps.
i'll be in defense mode for awhile.

it's the people you hang out with

oh cherylll

this is hard for me.. i dont want to nag or be a bother..


dear god,

i know i live in a world where things can get crazyhecticmad. and, i've come to realize that i can't do this alone. (psychologically speaking). i admit, i need some sort of guidance.. direction... a goal.... and i know you have a pre-made path for me. like a dove, you give me hope. so, i come to You to say this.. i ask you to lead me because i am ready. it may not be a clear or straight path. perhaps there are many stops along the way. perhaps there are detours and delays. maybe i might even run into toll booths and bad weather, but no matter what my trust is only in You. i look up to you; and i know you are with me. it's You, that makes me stronger. in jesus' name, i ask and pray. amen.

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