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Recently I read Sully Erna's book, the paths we choose...

I always had my dream...but everyone around kept me putting down because of it, well except my father didn't who I ironically don't get along with and do not wish to meet him



Well that book keeps me believing in my dream, it makes me hold on to my dream...and tho I don't know Sully, I feel like I have to thank him, for writing that book. He does not know me or maybe thousands of people who see that book as an insipration... And I feel like he wrote that book for that kind of people like me, wishing for us those "simple" kind of people to make our dreams come true because he made it

because he wished for it so hard



you know what, I've wished for it, I mean singing on stage since I was in kindergarden... I've been through a lot of things, mostly negative, in my life, and I still kept my faith that I can be singer, I can inspire people...I can make someone happy by being on stage and give someone hope with my singing... but how can I carry on hoping that this could come true when the only ppl who believe are my not loved father and partialy sully erna who doesnt even know me but I bet he knows how I feel....



when so many people don't believe in you, on day you start to grow up and start thinking, what if they're right, maybe this is not realistic, maybe it's just a childish dream and I can't make it



I spend this whole eving crying out loud and burrying my dream, everytime it dies, everytime it comes alive again, and everytime it comes again, it is much more painfull to burry it again... I'm so sick and tired to be around people who don't believe in me and I'm so sick and tired to doubt myself, start thinking that the people around me migt be right and maybe I'm wrong...



You know, I decided to keep on going, doing my thing, what I ever dreamed of...but everytime I fall down it hurts so much more and I start to feel that I can't take it anymore...but I keep on trying on and on and on...



but you know...at the end I can't say that I didn't try that I missed my chances and I didn't become what I wanted because I doubted....



then I can at least say it wasn't meant to be...maybe it wasn't the right for me....or maybe I made wrong desicions at the wrong time, but who cares...at least I can say I tried and I didn't give up



For those who have their dreams and still believe : I know how you feel, when everyone fucks around you like you're not gonna make them... SCREW THEM, you know what you want?!? well fucking get it, coz if you don't, you'll regret all your life for not even trying it...



For those who keep putting people down : SCREW YOU. Get a life, I don't think you have one, because if you did you would understand what it means to have a dream and to make to that point where you can say...I've done, I've fucking reached what I want now I can die in peace...



For those who don't understand : one day you will, or maybe you already forgotten it, but if you don't have a dream and haven't had one that you've reached...I feel sorry for you



It is better to live in pain, than just to exist

If people say I'm pretty and I look nice and blah blah blah...why am I scaring people off, why are there people that fear me?

is it in my nature? I know it's not my face

is it something in my karma...is it something that I cary in me...is it the something dark and unknown that people are affraid of that they see in me tho' they have never spoken to me...



is it the instinct to run away from me, before they ever got near to me...



I don't understand what ceature I am, what creatures are in me, that make people love me from the start or runaway from me.



Sometimes I wish they would all runaway...coz at the end those who love me get hurt



Demons...Angels...Gods...Devils....witches and fairy's....total chaos



I don't understand myself...and tho sometimes I fear myself too...I can not say I don't love me and I don't like the fear that some times I see in peoples eyes...



some people can be fooled...with a smile...but mostly their instinct tells them to runaway before my smile reaches them...





The sun was born, so it shall die, so only shadows comfort me

...I know in darkness I will find you...giving up inside like me....



each day shall end as it begins

and tho your far away from me

...I know in darkness I will find you...giving up inside like me....

My life sucks, I dun give a fuck if I have all the legs and arms...so what, fuck that...





oh yeah, I should mension if ur easily offended : FUCK OFF!



I dun care about any of the ballsuckers who think that I'm arrogant and a bitch (some female think it's a strong woman, well I AM, but I'm NOT a bitch) and and and...so many things people think about me...it just hurts my head when I start to think about it...



don't they just have better things to do than, think stuff (deep shit) about me?!?



my life is borring, it sucks, my head is fucked up, so is my heart, and your life must suck way much more if you're reading this...if you feel yourself kinda insulted, read the 3rd line from the start (please) haha



wanna write a comment? please do that maybe it will be so offensive that you'll entertain my life with a fucking comment by killing my boredom ... hopefully for 15 seconds



get a life really, and when you do, tell me where I can get one too..



some months ago I thought I've awakened, well you know what?!? you're fucking awake when all the shit falls on your head and that's true



I don't believe there are TRULY happy people - that's the biggest horse shit I've ever heard, anyone who tells me that I should be happy 'bout the simple things in my life, well they can stuck that thought up their ass



hell yeah, i rock when I don't get screwed :D



I hate my life, and sometimes I wanna die, but what the ...hell I love myself, can't help myself



fuck you posers :DD



haha this is bullshit and if ur still reading this well...message me maybe ur mind is as fucked as mine... maybe we can kill each others boredom...



fuck it................ not me you pervert!



sometimes I think guys just forget that girls ARE NOT just toys to fuck...GIRLS, if the guy tells he cares about you, he TRUUULLLLYY cares about you, forget about it, they're all sex addicts that just want to ´get laid...



hell yeah



sometimes I think my mind is just too fucked up to keep me unlocked running round all the "normal" people



there are no normal people, there are just the sick ones, and the sick ones who hide it really well



there's no such thing as normal, and if you think that there is, then WHAT THE HELL ARE YA DOING IN MY BLOG



fuck ya mind and then come over again



haha I love myself, I dun care if you don't think this is funny ...I DO XDD



good night everyone the world is beautiful as it is ugly ... Yin and Yang sons of bitches...black and white...the demons and angels in me



the princess of chaos has spoken



now bow to me...slaves



dun mind me there's more chaos in my mind than in the theory of anarchy



FREAK!



I wish you all a beautifull day/night...



you'res truly



Rebella







....oh just fuck it



where's my wine and cigarettes...