florchys103

I'm missing you A lot… With a broken heart And wet eyes… Please do come back to me….. You know I'll always be waiting for you...

I'm a girl, an average girl. I look at other girls, analyze their potential, whether they are cute or not and I sometimes wonder if their boobs are natural or man-made. But that's what girls do, right? We criticize each other. I'm just another girl. I sometimes have problems with my body and how I look, problems with my reflection in the mirror. So I seek baggy clothes, to hide myself. Yet in this culture only guys are allowed to use baggy clothes, so I have to buy in the man's section, because their clothes are cuter and softer and I feel more comfortable in them. But that's something I can't help, right? I'm… what am I?

I'm a mere writer. I may not have the weapons to impact you instantly as so many skillful painters or photographers do. My art may not be a rainbow, only white and black. But unarmed am I not. With words your emotions I will shake. Fear this you must not. Just don't stop reading. Enter my world. Do the unthinkable. Come my comrade in arms, let's make a revolution. My words will change your heart. My words will do what a picture cannot do. They'll make you cry. They'll describe emotions in a way you'd have never dreamed of. Quote my lines you can, and smart you'll look. A girl heart you'll win, and my credit will it be, plus your bravery. T

One can no longer be human. One must choose. Be straight. Or be gay.

He said girl, you are amazing! I'd do whatever you want for you. He said the worlds, they came out of his mouth, he was to take responsibility for them, so I made that face, that girly face that says all I could ever want from you is love. I made that face that I promised myself so many times that I would never put on. That face that from my point of view separated the strong from the weak, but for him, I dared being weak. So I crossed the line and I showed him the face. And he showed me how weak I had become. He looked at me, understood the face and said "anything but that". What could I do? I wanted to cry my heart out. He destroyed me

We were best friends. Been so for 5 years. But I crossed the line, I fell in love with you. I thought I saw the signals. Thought my feelings weren't one-sided. I swear the blush and the hidden glances were there. So I confessed my love to you, decided to stop playing hide and seek, and fell hard to the floor. I guess you can't hide what you don't have. I hated you so much for misleading me with those incredible eyes of yours. I've been hating you since then, and yet I'm broken up inside, still loving you. Now my hair is long, I wear high-heels and short skirts; because once you told me that's what you like, when you would still talk to m

I was on the edge of a cliff. Behind me stood the world I used to know. Before me was the possibility to fly. Back then, when I had to take the decision, I thought of you and felt brave. Now I'm free falling and I'm afraid of what's to come. So I ask you, "Will you catch me?"

I helped an elder while you were asking for miracles. I was someone's happiness when you were praying. Tell God that next time you talk with Him.

Imagine a blind community. One where you would not know how you, nor anyone else, look. Now think that, were that to happen, your only beauty would be your personality. What a horror, right?

Today I'm suffering.                Tears dirtying my face and my life. Zillions more are going through the same,                              it's almost natural, and yet I feel so alone right now. Numbers don't help at all.