breakaway

If this isn't love, what is?



What's my choice?

To be, or not to be. To choose, or not to choose. To sacrifice, or not to sacrifice. To take on, or not to take on. To try, or not to try. To give up, or not to give up. To believe, or not to believe?
Choices, choices, choices. AAHHHHH... sometimes i wish everything was already just choosen for me. like or the important things.

okay. so news flash, im a prefect. no supprise. though i did wish i wasnt a prefect. weird? hah. u have no idea. i really dun wanna be a prefect. really. is it crazy? i went through writing somewhat like an essay, an interview n all that trouble just to try n get in. and wad? now once i've gotten in, i want out? seriously. FAITH! GET A GRIP!!!! come on!! its either one or the other. hah. can i not choose? please? its too hard. if i had a choice, i'd quit both. supprised? dont be. once u've got so much power, u want out. u want less. yeayea.. ppl out there r longing 4 power. well, I DONT. its tooooo much!!!! please. im just happy with being class pres. its so... nice. okay, nicer than being a prefect. i dont need the extra cca points okay!

Dear God, please help me. My parents want me to stick with it, Rhia wants out, I want out. im so not sure God. help! this is desperate. need time. more time. if i go into all that, no time. sigh.

Choices. Have to make mine.
faithyyy :]
TAKEmyBREATHaway<3

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