Pointless.

"False face must hide what the false heart doth know."
-Macbeth
Shakespeare

Translation: A treacherous heart must be hidden by a deceptive face.

How many times have you done that in your life? How many times have you tried to hide things, maybe not treacherous things, but things none the less, by pretending its all okay. Like nothing matters. Like it doesn't matter. Like the thoughts aren't yours.
How many times have you hurt someone by just not showing your heart, by showing a deceptive face? Pretending like you don't care. Seeming to feel that way.
How many times have you been someone your not.
Why cant you just be. What do you have to prove? And to whom? Are you ashamed of being yourself.
After all, your the only one who has to live with you.
Not being you... but someone else...
Its just pointless.
absolutely pointless.

-Not the kind of thoughts you need running through your head before an English Litereature Exam.

The Truth About Forever.

"We start slow, the way we always did, because the run, and the game, could go on for awhile. Maybe even forever.
That was the thing. You just never knew. Forever was so many different things. It was always changing, it was what everything was really about. It was twenty minutes, or a hundred years, or just this instant, or any instant I wished would last and last. There was only one truth about forever that really mattered, and that was this: it was happening. right then, and every moment afterwards. Look, there. Now. Now. Now. "
-The Truth About Forever
Sarah Dessen


Forever is a concept only you can define. My forever, is still undefined. At least for another moment, another year, another month, another day. Forever.