The strength it takes to keep an old love could break down walls, it could start peace, it could go against the whole world. But sometimes after giving your all, you get extremely worn out. Maybe you've lost the connection and sparks have died, maybe love didn't exist at all. I know love existed in us. Imagine giving your all and getting kicked in the ass, continuously! Love sure does make a person blind, because I wasn't even strong enough to realize how I've been degrading myself as a person. I've been a mess physically and mentally. My grades (and my hair) have been all over the place! I need to get a check on reality, and myself, and the time happens to be now. You say I bring out the best in you, but look at me... I'm a wreck. I don't know what I want, I don't stand up for who I am, I don't say the same things I used to, I don't smile the same way I used to. Maybe I am a bitch and I do scream at you, but I love it sooooo much when you scream back. All I ever wanted for you was to be true to yourself. Voice out your ideas, your opinions, everything. Because every single thing about you is beautiful and magnificent. But I've been containing everything, waiting on your every call, every word. I know you're ready to go on your own journey and I wish you the bust of luck!, because I need to start preparing for mine.

1st blog entry

So I've decided to create a blog to vent out my emotions! But my horoscope says that I would make a lot of money from starting something online... I don't know how I can make money from starting a blog but whatever. I've decided to join everyone else since I check my fashion blogs every other second... Even though I have two 5-page papers due in a couple of hours and college apps. I hate me.
I got the name from z100's very own Carolina Bermudez's Rage Page. Do you get it? It can mean like rage when you're angry, or it can mean like... "Hey that's all the rage!" like a fad! lolz
bai