quinta-feira, 15 de dezembro de 2011

Imperfections

I’m not a perfect person. I have so many imperfections. I’m such a complicated person. All this things that I do, the way that I react to something’s, the way I speak, the way I react without thinking, the way I built this walls all around myself … I’m just trying to defend myself. If I open up my hart to everyone, if I show them who I am, I know I will suffer eventually and I know this is the most selfish thing but I can’t  let them get to me like that. Maybe I’m just too complicated for anyone to fall in love with. Maybe this isn’t the right way to live I mean I know I will end up alone because of this but it’s just so hard to take this walls down. But sometimes I feel tired, tired of yelling, tired of being sad, tired of pretending, tired of being alone, tired of being angry, tired of felling stuck, tired of being afraid, tired of feeling empty inside, tired of not being able to let things go… I know this is silly but this is how I feel…

terça-feira, 20 de setembro de 2011

Dreams


I want to go to the moon xD

Different but all the same ♥

Black, white, skinny, fat, gay, straight, bissexual.... And so on...
We are all the same: we love, we hate, we make mistakes, we smile, we cry....
Why are we some mean to some people? Why do we judge others for the way they look, or the way they talk, the way they act, for their past? Why can't we accept that we are all the same? Life is short don't spend your time judging, just follow your heart and live your life in peace with others.... I do what i can and i try to do what people say i can't, i live my life like i feel i should don't like people say i need to... Can you judge me for that??


sábado, 17 de setembro de 2011

Forget...

When we met someone new, we assume that that person is already a friend but in the end we end up disappointed because we trusted in someone we barelly met...  But before that our friends try to warn us about the fact that maybe that person isn't who she seem's to be, but we don't care...
No it's over for real... I don't really know how i feel... It's seem's that everything that happened wasn't more that a dream and that now i woke up to this reality... We seem like 2 strangers.
You made me cry in the moments that i least needed. Belive me, you deceived me, i thought you were different...
But now you will just be ignored ...
You were a big mistake but now you are part of the past.
If i'm alright now? I don't no, but you will not be here when i find out! You for me are a complete stranger, someone that marked me in the worst sense but that's out of my life faster than anyone else.

xxx Marta

quinta-feira, 1 de setembro de 2011

I feel like i don't know you
But maybe i never really did
and it's all been a big lie
I can't take it anymore

I'm walking away
and i'm never comming back

You made me stronger
And i thank you for that
But... everything that you have done
I just can't forget....

I wrote this so please don't copy without asking me first... that's a crime...

sábado, 20 de agosto de 2011

When...



When we want to be happy with someone, maybe the love of our lifes or just a good friend... We need to learn that the best thing to do is not to need that person.
No matter how much you like her, you can not depend on her. Because when you're done beyond the pain   of losing that special person you don't longer know how to live without her.

quinta-feira, 28 de julho de 2011

Best friend @

If anyone has marked and changed my life that person is you. I can't remember the day we first met, we were so little, but that isn't important anymore. We got to a point where i can't live without you :$ That your smile is all I need to see to know that it will be okay... You were always there form me when I cried, laughed, felt insulted, or yelled.... You never gave up on me. 
I remember the endless conversations, our singing... I know our friendship is true, i have no secrets from you... Whether we are far, what matters is the intensity of our friendship. You have no idea of ​​how important you are to me. I'm here forever and no matter what happens I'll be here forever. Because today I can say with certainty that I am happy this is due to you...


Love you @

quarta-feira, 27 de julho de 2011

Smile


                               I smile to much.... And it fells so good!

terça-feira, 28 de junho de 2011

I will miss you...

Today my Best friend is moving to another country...
I feel like everything is falling apart. I don't know what I'm going to do without her... But I'm going to find out. Does someone have any ideas to help me get through this?



sábado, 25 de junho de 2011

Be yourself...

I want to ask you guys something...
Why do we pretend to be who we aren't ?
Is it because we are afraid what others may think about us?
Because we wanna fit in?


Most of the people say that is about this things and I agree but...
If you pretend to be someone else your friends are't really your friends they are friends with the person you trie to be... Don't you think??
In the past i used to be like that, i pretended to be someone else, and that was hard, you know??
One day i was mad because i was tired of pretending to be someone else and not just me. So the other day in school i presented my self at my friends like "The true Marta"... It was the best thing I've done in all my life... Why don't you try to do this too??


xxx Marta

Me

Hi,
My name is Marta... I'm just me... Yeah that's it i'm just me...


That girl that says "like" over and over again. That girl who loves you <3 That girl who loves her friends and family : D That girl who loves music and the Dutch cake and to watch the rain (stupid i know) xD The one who loves to whatch Bones, the listener and Glee. That girl who is not racist or jealous or envious. That girl who doesn't like tabacco. That girl who can wear a colored pink dress or a leather jacket. That girl with a great imagination, who spends his life inventing silly things x) That girl who loves parties, dancing, singing (though she hasn't got the voice for it), writing and drawing. That girl who is always there for friends, and for him, and for those she knows will not be there for her. That girl who doesn't like to write lame texts , but it feels more than those who write them often feels. That girl who laughs when she need's to, that cries when she need's to cry,  yells when she need's to. That girl who can sometimes be unpleasant unintended. That don't cares about what others think of her because she loves and is happy to be who she is.
But deep inside she's just afraid to lose the people she love's :$

That girl is me...