Sunday, December 8

words

normally i would write stuff like this in my journal but i already have my moms laptop out and i am too lazy to find a pencil.

words are scary. sometimes someone says a phrase to me and i will literally repeat it word for word in my head for weeks. sometimes someone will say something to me and i will forget about it and then when i need those words they will come to mind. sometimes i say words to someone without even thinking. i will just say something, and then later they will be repeated back to me word for word. maybe my words had been turned over in this persons head for a while. how much had that phrase effected that person. every word people say to me effect me. when the boy i have a crush on texts me "hey". when my mom yells at me for doing something wrong. when my friend points out something about me that i never noticed before. when someone tells me they like my shoes. every single word means something to me. they shape the view of ourself. they make me think a certain way. i wonder if my words have the same effect on people. sometimes i forget that my words might mean something. something bigger than i ever intended. this thought scares the living crap out of me.

sorry for that rant/lesson to my future self

xo clo