It's a fresh page in the book.

Once my youth pastor explained to me how life is like a book, God's book. He's the author and perfecter of my faith. God writes the pages of our lives, and he's the one who makes the next move. But maybe we also choose the colors, and sometimes we change the font and make the stories what we want them to look like. We're given the opportunities to make our stories and our lives, I think. It's up to you to take the hand you're dealt, to raise or fold, to make the best or worst.

What are you doing with your hand, with your page this year? Live for now, and live wholeheartedly. I can't stress that enough, I've passed up so many chances, haven't appreciated what I had before it was over.

2010. I plan on making it amazing. :)

Sincerely,

S

It's already Christmas here. ;)

Be jealoussssssssss.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Be back in a few days. <3

Sincerely,

Shannon

confused much

life is so confusing via internet.
my overanalytical mind always processes things a little too much, but my intution is usually spot on.
if i'm right, i'd say that we're both still infatuated with the same person.

if so, it's sort of like "wha da heck". i just wish you'd tell me.
if it's true, really we're both fools. with our luck, and his unpredictableness, we're all going to grow old alone.

i'm sick of being in love with a phone call. i need reality, i need proof. give it to me, give me something, anything. you know that sound when a record stops between songs? that's what my life feels like right now, has been feeling like, and will probably feel like until i see you next.

i'm just so tired.
my heart hurts, all the time. there's a difference between wondering about the unknown, and having your heart ripped out of your chest.
love is truly what was and is in my heart.
sometimes i love it, sometimes i hate it.
i need permanancy. you miss me, you want to come back, you still like me. that's what you say.
then gosh darnit, make something happen, someone, anybody, make something happen because i feel so crappy right now. not dirty, just empty.
i can live, i can survive.
but part of me feels like if i settle for anyone else, even if i'm 99% committed to them, 100% of me won't, because 1% will still miss you, always.
whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy
i wish i could just know the future. that if this heartache will be worth it in the end, or if it's all just a lost cause. is there someone out there that will fully capture my heart that isn't you, or will you and i find eachother again someday.
or will i just end up alone.

(i like when you tell me the last one. like we both want, get over here!)

yup

Hannahphobia

I miss you daily, constantly, always.

I wake up and I think about you,
I fall asleep and I think about you,
I close my locker and I think about you,
I hear a funny joke and I think about you,
I see someone with converse and I think about you,
I listen to music and I think about you,
I look at pictures on my wall and I think about you,
I mark anniversaries of firsts and I think about you,
I breathe and I think about you,
I don't think I can stop.

Being here sucks without you, but knowing that you'll always be in my life makes it all worth it.

   

   

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sincerely,

Shannon

 

P.S. Christmas is so close!! I can't freaking believe it.

 

 

yin and yang collide

two as one, only one wins, but who?

i'm a cold hearted, ruthless person, and the colder i get, the more sensitive i become. the harder the wall i build becomes, the easier it is for you to break it.
things are changing.
you're a girl, i'm a lady. i've seen the darker things.

and you want to know something? i'm pretty sure i lied.
hello kryptonite.
the unstoppable force meets the immovable object.

i dwell in a world of possibilities.
life could go one way, the way everyone expects and suggests it to.
but i'm pretty sure, if it's not with you, i'll always wonder.

Hannah