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The Crash | The Forgotten Girl
https://theforgottengirl.wordpress.com/2014/10/12/the-crash
I wish you could be me for a day, to learn how to cope with these kalidescope of moods that seem to change colour and direction on the spur of the moment, with no warning and no sense of the consequences that I am going to have to face in the end. This is my face covered in freckles. I stopped running and I stood still and I tried to show someone how much they meant to me, I refused to give up but became pathetic and crazy and they hated me with the very passion with which I loved them. Omg miss never fo...
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Just Facts | The Forgotten Girl
https://theforgottengirl.wordpress.com/2014/11/23/just-facts
I wish you could be me for a day, to learn how to cope with these kalidescope of moods that seem to change colour and direction on the spur of the moment, with no warning and no sense of the consequences that I am going to have to face in the end. This is my face covered in freckles. I think I just couldn’t accept that after all the years of keeping my secrets, the person I finally let them out too would use every one of them against me and continue to hate and torture me emotionally. Make 2015 your year...
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Musings | The Forgotten Girl
https://theforgottengirl.wordpress.com/2013/04/12/musings
I wish you could be me for a day, to learn how to cope with these kalidescope of moods that seem to change colour and direction on the spur of the moment, with no warning and no sense of the consequences that I am going to have to face in the end. This is my face covered in freckles. I’ve had a pretty lousy week, an incident with my car (not my fault), the norovirus (winter vomiting, is that as ironic as daffodils in the snow? Or maybe I was just emotionally retarded…maybe I still am. Eyes black as coal.
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Sunday Musings | The Forgotten Girl
https://theforgottengirl.wordpress.com/2014/11/02/sunday-musings
I wish you could be me for a day, to learn how to cope with these kalidescope of moods that seem to change colour and direction on the spur of the moment, with no warning and no sense of the consequences that I am going to have to face in the end. This is my face covered in freckles. I’m at a crossroads and I realise that this time I really am all alone in the world, I’ve always had my adopted family to fall back on but now I have nothing, and no-one to run too, and nobody to care if I win or...For so lo...
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Lou-Lou’s 101 | The Forgotten Girl
https://theforgottengirl.wordpress.com/lou-lous-101
I wish you could be me for a day, to learn how to cope with these kalidescope of moods that seem to change colour and direction on the spur of the moment, with no warning and no sense of the consequences that I am going to have to face in the end. This is my face covered in freckles. 1) I really do not know if I possess the patience to write 101 things about myself, but I am willing to give it a go. 3) Though that does not mean I will stay here I am open to suggestions on what to do or where to go next.
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Contemplating the Silence | The Forgotten Girl
https://theforgottengirl.wordpress.com/2013/04/15/contemplating-the-silence
I wish you could be me for a day, to learn how to cope with these kalidescope of moods that seem to change colour and direction on the spur of the moment, with no warning and no sense of the consequences that I am going to have to face in the end. This is my face covered in freckles. Date : April 15, 2013. Categories : Diary Entries. Its good to see your write again my friend. So many ways you have changed……as too I guess have I. I found something life changing in learning to care for something or someon...
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The Good Fight | The Forgotten Girl
https://theforgottengirl.wordpress.com/2014/11/01/the-good-fight
I wish you could be me for a day, to learn how to cope with these kalidescope of moods that seem to change colour and direction on the spur of the moment, with no warning and no sense of the consequences that I am going to have to face in the end. This is my face covered in freckles. I feel like life, which was once my kindly sparring partner is now nothing but a cold enemy without feeling, without remorse, without hope. I don’t know where to go from here, and I don’t know if have the energy to conti...
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