With all beginnings, there also comes an end.

I think it might be time to retire this thing...

For the past few years this has been my way to say things without actually saying them. Now, I think it is time to put an end to that. So now comes the end to saying things to everyone through this, or letting them know bits of whats going on through mystery and quotes. So Laura, there will be no more mystery, here at least. Originally I made this thing for an argument and I have read through the entries from the past several times and most of them I have wanted to delete or change, some I have. Others have somehow had the patience to read them as well, and for those who listened to me and read behind what was there and really looked past the quotes or actually have read the verses and realized why they are there I thank you. So for now at least, this is an end to my xanga days. Who knows maybe I will start to shed my quiet shell and actually be able to say things...

Deut 11 12

brooke

Estoy triste, es la verdad. Necesito tu ayuda, por favor. Esto es mi grito a ti. yo te pierdo, por favor. ¿Tú me puedes ayudar me paro?

yo necesito mi pierda pronto.

Genesis 11 1

brooke

and here comes my exit.

Psalm 6 10

brooke

Sometimes everything in life just seems like it doesnt matter anymore. Sometimes it seems you fail at everything possible... and I do mean everything. Even things you thought you could never fail at you do. Sometimes you just want to become invisible for the day, and avoid all the "why are you sad these days, Brooke" questions and sometimes you just want to be anywhere else but here; with everyone else whos not here. Sometimes its so hard to get up in the morning and sometimes it just causes too much pain to see the sun and then the same for the moon. Sometimes its just too hard to think about you because I will cry if I do. But I dont know what to do myself anymore... so I will continue with this smile on face and only those who really know... only the ones who look past the smile and look at my eyes will know that I am not smiling out of happiness but to hide everything that is underneath, everything that is falling apart in my heart.

how did i do laura?

Deut 28 67

brooke

"With the rose the butterfly's deep in love, A thousand times hovering round; But round himself, all tender like gold, The sun's sweet ray is hovering found." -Heinrich Heine

and to laura attempting to be direct to you .... somethings are better off a mystery...

Galations 5 5

brooke