The Life And Times Of A Bucket - A Think Piece, chapter 2
This morning, as I was waiting for the bus to pick me up to drive me to school, my little sister suddenly said she loved me. Of course I said I loved her back, and I do. But the only thing that I believe about love is that it's like a roller coaster...a roller coaster built to crash. You can never assume whats going to happen next, because you don't know.
That's the only thing that scares me in this world: love. I've tried loving, giving, caring, but it always takes a wrong turn. My first love was in the 5th grade (don't laugh), and I was head over heals in love. He was rebellious, gorgeous, and...hated me. But, you know what? I didn't care, and...I guess what they say is true: love is blind. You can't concentrate on anything, anything except the object of your affections. I didn't pay attention to anything except him...nothing at all.
And that's what scares the death out of me. Not being in control of myself. I mean, in every situation I've been in, every problem, I can turn it into something I want it to be. I can easily manipulate, lie to people, and basically control anyone I want...except myself. I have ADHD, a mental diease that makes me not able to control my hyper activity and stops me from being able to focus, or keep my attention on school work. And I don't like it at all. Love is the meer image of non-self control. I cannot do anything, except be in love.
In the first part of this autobiography, I talked about my dad. I've put up an image of me that hates my dad, but I still love him. I haven't the faintest why, but I do. No one knows this execpt the mystery person who reads this.
Has anyone seen Endless Love with Brooke Shields and Martain Hewitt? Well, I broke down crying the first time I saw it. I wished I could love and be loved 'cause the 5th grade relatioship didn't ever work out.
Love is a roller coaster built to crash.
It's so complex, you never know what's going to happen next.
Some say it's "unpredictable, but in the end is right" ...but I guess to actually know, you have to have loved and be loved; loved, and lost.
Until next time, just a goodbye.
That's the only thing that scares me in this world: love. I've tried loving, giving, caring, but it always takes a wrong turn. My first love was in the 5th grade (don't laugh), and I was head over heals in love. He was rebellious, gorgeous, and...hated me. But, you know what? I didn't care, and...I guess what they say is true: love is blind. You can't concentrate on anything, anything except the object of your affections. I didn't pay attention to anything except him...nothing at all.
And that's what scares the death out of me. Not being in control of myself. I mean, in every situation I've been in, every problem, I can turn it into something I want it to be. I can easily manipulate, lie to people, and basically control anyone I want...except myself. I have ADHD, a mental diease that makes me not able to control my hyper activity and stops me from being able to focus, or keep my attention on school work. And I don't like it at all. Love is the meer image of non-self control. I cannot do anything, except be in love.
In the first part of this autobiography, I talked about my dad. I've put up an image of me that hates my dad, but I still love him. I haven't the faintest why, but I do. No one knows this execpt the mystery person who reads this.
Has anyone seen Endless Love with Brooke Shields and Martain Hewitt? Well, I broke down crying the first time I saw it. I wished I could love and be loved 'cause the 5th grade relatioship didn't ever work out.
Love is a roller coaster built to crash.
It's so complex, you never know what's going to happen next.
Some say it's "unpredictable, but in the end is right" ...but I guess to actually know, you have to have loved and be loved; loved, and lost.
Until next time, just a goodbye.
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