Realities of a Teenage Drama Princess :)

nope not gonna post the lighters. which as currently typing I am LSS-ed with. We both lie silently still in the dead of the night Although we both lie close together We feel miles apart inside Was it something I said or something I did Did the words not come out right Though I tried not to hurt you Though I tried But I guess that's why they say Every rose has its thorn Just like every night has its dawn Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song Every rose has its thorn Yeah it does I listen to our favorite song playing on the radio Hear the DJ say loves a game of easy come and easy go But I wonder does he know Has he ever felt like this And I know you'd be here right now If I could have let you know somehow I guess Though it's been a while now I can still feel so much pain Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals but the scar, that scar remains I know I could have saved

I can’t believe that it has been a month since I turned 18. many things had happened. bith good and bad. depending on how you’ll view it.  anyway, I have to sleep and I’m just gonna say directly what I want to say. I’m over it. I’m done. I’m done telling myself that everyone is like you. I’m willing to get hurt again. I’m tearing my walls down so somebody will be able to reach me. I’m DONE. you have no hold in me what so ever, I’m ready to live my life the way it should be.

hello! this post is actually a “Homework” from ate avis. She told me to write my testimony and print it out. but I’m gonna post this anyway. enjoy   Hello, I’m Mariel Lynne Alfonso Tan, just turned 18. I’m glad I was given the opportunity to write down my testimony, the story of how God has been so great and awesome in my life for the past 18 years. I was born and raised in a Christian family. The story on how I knew about Christ isn’t as exciting as others would have. Nevertheless, it didn’t make the works of God in my life less exciting. Since I was from a Christian family I grew up in the church. I remember me as a kid, always attending the Sunday school. As I grew a little older and my parents got more involved with the church, I joined the praise and worship team. Even then, I knew something was missing. Since my going to church and being active was so generic, it became so normal to me. The feeling was like “wala lang”. There, I find it wrong. I find it so usual to pray to G

so I’m back. to my “normal” quiet boring saturday nights. my family just left a couple of hours ago.   I know I promised my blog –was gonna say readers but I don’t think I have one YET sooo anyway- that I am going to write again. BUT my heart is still not ready to write something other than this. sooo for tonight I’ll post this.   BTW. for that guy. I NEED YOU. where are you? are you purposely doing this? AM I THE ONLY ONE who felt something DIFFERENT? I miss you. write me soon…