Hello there. The name is Vanessa Marie Valenzuela:) I'm 19 years young, born March 23rd of 1993. And I live in Sunny Southern California♥ This here is my little get away from life. I usually like to vent and reblog anything that may pertain to me, my childhood or my attitude at the moment. And other than that, you'll find I'm very much into the nature photograpy, anything girly, pink, or glittery. So that should sum up what you'll find on my blog. I really love to chat, so don't be afraid to message me >.< I'm always here if you need a friend, or even if you're just having a bad day.Thanks for taking the time to read my little intro. I love you for that:} Enjoy♥
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But no one in this world knows me the way you know me.
So you’ll probably always have a spell on me.
Sometimes I go crazy.
I just miss talking to you. How could I not? For 2 years we spoke to each other every day straight. How could you just wake up one day and stop? How could you ignore me without feeling any kind of guilt or feeling the least bit sorry? Every day that passes by, without hearing from you, I only grow to hate you more and more.
Truth is
Sometimes I like to read through old letters and messages just so I can feel like I’m still in the past and nothing ever changed. If I could go back, I’d change the things that led us to where we’re at today. I miss the old you. I miss the us we used to be back when we first fell in love. I miss waking up to your “good morning” texts and falling asleep to those “i love you, sleep well” phone calls. I miss holding your hand during car rides or having to tiptoe just to reach your face for a kiss. I miss the efforts you’d make just to make me smile when I was mad or upset with you. But most of all, I miss the comfort of being in your arms.
You probably don’t think I care about any of that anymore, but the truth is I think about you every day. And every night before I fall asleep, I wish that you miss me as much as I miss you… Because truth is, even through all the suffering I’ve been through, I still love you.
Everyone has six names.
1. your real name: Vanessa Marie Valenzuela
2. your detective name (favorite color and favorite animal): Pink horse
3. your soap opera name (middle name and street you live on): Marie Raphael
4. your star wars name (first three letters of last name, first two of middle name, first two of first, last three of last): valmavaela
5. superhero name (color of your shirt, first item to your immediate left): purple counter
6. goth name (black and one of your pets name): Black King?
Haha?:)
Silly of me to keep holding on.
But the dunce cap is off. You don’t know what you’ve lost.
And you won’t realize till I’m long long gone, that I was the one.
Which one of us is really dumb?
10 pm
I’ve been stuck on the same math problem for an hour. Hw, looks like you’ve won. I fucken give up. -______-
Goodnight.
March 16, 2012 ; Heartbreak
I must admit I was really hurting for quite some weeks (which is why I stopped updating my tumblr), but I’ve finally picked myself up. I’m tired of moping around, crying, thinking of someone who obviously couldn’t care less about my feelings. If you want to get over something, you need to seek happiness and let shit go. I don’t understand why we all try to change people or things thinking there’s hope when clearly 90% of the time it’s just a waste of time. We only look for the positive. Sometimes we need to pay attention to the negative too. I know everyone says to look at the brighter side of things, but if you ignore the bad, you’ll be blind to what others truly see (what everyone tries to point out to you). Don’t let someone dim your shine. You do NOT want to be the joy kill that no one wants to be around. We’re young, life goes on, and days get brighter. ♥
To be honest
You’re still the reason why I stay up late at night. Hoping that maybe I’ll get a text, or a call. Just one simple hello would suffice. I’m hopelessly wishing you thought of me the same way you run through my mind all day long. It sucks, cause I’m wasting my time on someone who hardly gives me any of his.
