Remember

He stared into space, while fingering the half heart pendant on his chest. He could still hear her voice, "One half for me and the other for you, we now need each other to make our hearts whole!" The excitement when she had fastened it around his neck and the expression on her face. He still remembered everything as clearly as if it was yesterday. But in fact, it was many weeks ago. Now, she was no longer here, she had passed away. A car accident. And all he had left of her was half a heart, since the other half had died. He still couldn't accept the fact that she was gone. Forever. A tear rolled down his cheek. Sighing deeply, he closed his eyes and soon fell asleep. And he saw her face, she was smiling at him, and holding his hand and pressing something into it while saying, "You can't live with half a heart, can't love again with only half. Just don't forget me, and I will always love you." She turned to go, he stretched out to touch her but she was already gone. He woke up with a start and wondered if what happened was real and in his hand, he felt something, it was the other half of the pendant. He smiled slowly, sadly and remembered her words.

One

One moon lights up the dark night sky
One heart dies when love is done
One word changes all meaning
One smile makes you happy
One person makes a difference

Night Sky

Falling star
Empty place
Where you were
Darkness enters
When light leaves

Why?

There are only 4 possible reasons you are reading this:

1. You know who GirlX is. But since I only told one person about this, that rules you out.

2. You are a perv surfing the net and thinks that the X in GirlX means X-rated. WRONG. Wipe off the drool, GET A LIFE and surf on.

3. You're actually interested in my secrets.

Most People: know everything, not inferior, self actualized.

Me: Who knows? Even I don't.

And the only other reason for why you might still be reading this is:

4. You are just like me.

Inside From the Outside

Feeling lost
Insecure
Doors closed
Windows shut
Closing in
Suffocating
Will I ever
Find my way out?

Notes

I have a space on? in? this world wide web, finally, and I have Nothing to put on it...Either wat I write, I feel is better left unpublished or just sounds plain stupid...but it wouldn't make any difference anyway because nobody is reading this. And if you are, then you are person number 2. (apart from me, that is).
My secrets:
1. Great fear of heights, yet because i had to paint my window, i have had to climb ladders and just thinking about it...my palms are starting to sweat. Hate HEIGHTS, be it 7 feet or a 100. Just can't stand it.

2. I want to be known as an individual. That person that everybody likes. That is the coolest and does not conform to the system.

Not very interesting so far...

3. I like feeling numb. Because then I feel nothing. And when i let myself feel, i feel too much. Bleed for everything.

How about a little of who i am:

clue #1: A teenager, almost sixteen, almost.

clue #2: I am doing this because i have this need to be noticed, attention-seeking but then again, you don't know who GirlX is, so that defeats the purpose.

clue #3: NZ.

thoughts

Does anybody read this ever? There must be thousands out there unread. There must be billions of blogs. So, thought of the day would have to be school isnt that boring after all, waiting for school to start is even more boring. This is like a public journal, letting everyone see your thoughts. Very interesting concept. Technology these days...ok, so what did i do today? gardening, lots of it, exercise is definitely not going to cure boredom, (i ended up with a sore arm, good for all the ppl out there who do it for a living.) So, person who is reading this...isn't my life the most interesting? you probably must have read the first few lines and then switched sites or watever so, you r probably not reading this. i could make it more interesting...say that i am a famous movie star and this is my very own online journal and it is disguised so that no one knows it's me but.............that would be LYING! and i could be arrested for posting false info but then again, who on earth is reading this?????????????? so, thats it and if you like what i write or my style or watever, please leave a comment, so that i know that at least someone out there has read this.

existence

Anybody that reads this...well, then you know i exist. yes, in this world out of the hundreds of billions of people. And blog is one way to say: HELLO, look one more human being gone blog, or watever you call it.