soulmate
/ˈsəʊlmeɪt/
noun
noun: soul-mate
a person ideally suited to another as a close friend or romantic partner.
-dictionary definition
I like to believe in the idea of soul mates, and even though its a common thought that it has to be your significant other, it doesn't have to be. Everyone has a soul mate. Maybe we even have more than one. I mean... Is it stupid to want to know that you fit perfectly with another person. To have that connection. Maybe it's all the love stories I've been reading. Or the fact that my crush sees me as the sibling of a friend. Or maybe it's the fact that I've never had a boyfriend.
Well a proper one. Of course I had one of those middle school ones that lasted like two weeks. Now that's something to cringe about.
I wonder how many diaries I've filled with the random rumblings of my mind. To be honest I barely know when I started this whole writing thing. I use to write on loose pieces of papers sometimes, or when I did write in a journal and thought it was absolute rubbish I'd tear it out. Who knows maybe I'll tear this page out because it is absolutely the definition of trash.
trash
/traʃ/
noun
1.
waste material; refuse.
synonyms:rubbish, waste, waste material
2.
a person or people regarded as being of very low social standing.
synonyms:rabble, scum, vermin
I love the fact that words can have double meaning. I love everything about the English language. A single word can change your perspective on an entire sentence.
I'd like to think that a single action can also change your perspective or mind on certain things. There are so many good people(fine maybe not good but okaish- hopefully) that do crappy things.
I mean I have some decisions I definitely regret and I actively try to make sure that I'm not doing anything stupid or something that would change my own perspective on myself. I've always tried to behave a certain way and I've gotten so use to this that I don't know how else to be.
What is this random trash
- extract from Zehra fosters diary
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8 February Tuesday
Annoyedly moving the hair out of my face, I got up and thought back to the weekend. I miss them. I know that it's probably a bit weird that I miss people I literally saw a day ago but I do.
Waking knowing they weren't here just made it feel pointless. At least I still have lu for now. Actually I'd be glad if he went. I won't miss him.
Soon it'll be my time to leave. And leave I shall. Well getting dressed I thought about how things would be. The type of person I would be. The type of person I wanted to be. Everything is constantly changing. I wonder would dad be alright on his own?
That thought sent a pain through my heart. If I miss the boys, won't he miss us all more? That's it. I know what needs to be done. When I leave I'll have to force everyone including lu to just come home more. And by more I mean a hell of a lot more than they do now. On a slow day, six hours of driving to and from is nothing in my opinion. It would be worth it. Wouldn't it?
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Just Leave
Teen FictionA seventeen year old named Zahra Foster thought the year would be great, after all it always seems like that after new years, you get a new start. But growing up with five older brothers and a dad who still have that inner child in him you don't re...
