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| sorry, its been forever. here's a HUGE update becuase i'm hoping for a boy. same story for everyone tough, isnt it?
prop open the door. i can actually see my breath tonight. but that doesn't mean i'm breathing. crack a smile just for the sake of it. this could take a while.
and i doubt you think about this even half as much as i do.
well i'm singing this song as loud as i can as i drive too fast with my best friend. i don't wonder if you're wondering where i am because i don't care if i ever see you again. you see i'm sick of being compared to what you had before. i'm sick of being what you don't want anymore.
and she said please don't give up on me. just don't let me push you away because i've been known to do that.
and the stars refuse to shine for you they do it just in spite. well they know you're trying too hard.
and even when you're having the time of your life...you can't help but think how much you miss those good old days.
sometimes its easier for me to pretend then show my feelings. sometimes its easier to make it alone rather than risk getting let down. sometimes it easier to be numb towards people rather than let them in. sometimes i'm scared but when i act cold towards you it doesn't mean i don't care it means i care far too much.
i knew who i was this morning but i've changed a couple times since then.
this 10am cup of coffee has me feeling so sophisticated & well it almost makes me feel like i dont need you but i swear to god i do.
yesterday is over. today sucks and tomorow is bound to be fucked up.
drink too much, spin too hard hit the ground, crash the floor rock that bottom but whatever you do.. never let them know.
you said you would be my dream. i could have you every night, and if by morning i had forgotten you, well no big deal. it would be alright. cause you're the reoccurring kind kid. you are the reoccurring kind. you never really leave my mind.
you wake up extra early to look extra nice for a boy who won't ever notice.
take no one for granted because the truth is no one waits forever.
under the surface we're all the same. searching for a purpose all running from shame.
and when he grabbed my hand half of me wanted to say don't touch me but the other half wanted to scream never let go.
i hide behind the books i read, while scribbling my poetry. like art could save someone like me. with some ideal ideology that no one can hope to achieve.
i guess if you don't jump you'll never know if you'll be able to fly.
i'm blasting my music so i won't hear my thoughts. but it's stupid because the lyrics just remind me of what i'm trying to forget. how did you manage to get all these people to sing about you?
but everything that happens is supposed to be and it's all predetermined, can't change your destiny. i guess i'll just keep moving. maybe someday i'll finally get where i'm going.
after a while the jokes aren't funny. there's nothing left to smile about. everyone begins to look the same. lover's lose their passion. friends become worst enemies. and life as we once knew it is long gone.
here's to the nights when you
would have rather sat home
watching a movie but instead
you got dressed up in clothes
that weren't as comfortable as
your sweatpants and you went
to a party that you didn't want
to go to just to find the boy that
you like sitting with another girl.
here's to those nights happening
more often than they should.
don't hold back. dance like you're
a superstar. sing your highest note.
act like the real person you are.
i'm waiting for a boy. no i'm not
outgoing. no i can't tell you how
i feel. no i'm not pretty. but i'm
waiting for a boy. a boy who will
accept me. a boy who will love
me. a boy who will be there.
a boy who means the world.
and here's to all the boys i'll kiss.
all the ones i'll leave in bliss. and
here's to all the girls you'll date.
the ones i'll make sure i hate.
if i could tell you one thing i'd
probably say that you've been
on my mind since we sat on
the driveway watching the stars
it's been bad day. another bad day
& i cross my heart and hope to die.
these dreams of you are gonna fly.
it's like going too high on the
playground swing and taking
polaroids to show where it
all began. laying down, out of
breath, pink cheeks. it's love
and i don't want anything else
it just feels right for once in life.
& i've used my lungs for
everything but breathing
you're cynical and beautiful.
you always make a scene.
you're monochrome delirious.
you're nothing what you seem.
i'm drowning in your vanity.
your laugh is a disease.
you get to her. you make her cry
late at night. you make her scream
at the top of her lungs. you make
her second guess everything you
say. but she's not about to admit
it to you. her pride is too strong.
but would it matter anyway?
don't give me choices because
i can never decide. my mind is
soaked in words. i've come to
terms with all my insecurities
and they're no friend of mine.
i hope that by the
end he throws her
heart on the floor
we are eachother. go ahead try
to tell us apart. we're more than
sisters.. we share one heart.
i'm sitting under stars
watching them fall. tell
me do you miss me
where you are?
such romantic eyes got me
hypnotized and if i had my
chance i'd never let you go
i've got to keep on moving
or i get lost in all i'm losing.
i stay drifting through my
head with the static you left.
friends come and go but true
friends go and come back..
you may think i could go on
forever without you baby but
honestly i couldn't go a day
i want you like a bad habit
but i'm just not good enough
i don’t think that passenger seat has ever
looked this good to me. he tells me about
his night and i count the colors in his eyes
he’ll never fall in love he swears as he runs
his fingers through his hair i’m laughing
cause i hope he wrong.
i look around, turn the radio down. he says
baby is something wrong? i say nothing i was
just thinking how we don't have a song and he
says our song is the slamming screen door,
sneakin' out late, tapping on your window when
you're on the phone and you talk real slow
cause it's late and your mama don't know
and in ten years when we pass each other
on the street, i'll turn my head and pretend
i didn't see you but just remember that
i am so proud of who you've become..
i've got some friends, some that i hardly
know but we've had some times, i wouldn't
trade for the world. we chase these days
down with talks of the places that we will go.
i've learned that i'm a taker and i need to
be a giver and i promise you a whole lot
more than i deliver and i've learned that
forgiveness is a simple gift of grace and
i know i don't deserve it but i see it in your
face. i know a lot about living but i've got
so much to learn about love.
sometimes i can think to recite words that
i read and rewrite. my pens paint people
that i've proven wrong, but we move on.
he landed smack in the middle of your world
and turned everything upside down until
you were addicted to his smile, his voice
filled your dreams and everything that didn't
make sense before is all of a sudden perfect.
got the radio on, my old
blue jeans and i'm wearing
my heart on my sleeve
"if you havn't noticed, i'm not the little girl you
once knew. if you hit me, i'm not going to cry.
if you kiss me, i'm not going to kiss you back.
i know it's not what you'd like but quite
frankly, i'm completely unattached."
i could tell you his favorite colors
green. he loves to argue, born on
the seventeenth. his sister beautiful.
he has his father’s eyes and if you
ask me if I love him, i’d lie.
i know from experience that no
matter how much you turn things
in your head, trying to make sense of
them, some people just defy all logic.
someone is waiting, someone who understands
exactly how you feel. someone is dreaming some
one is hoping just that this will be the day that you
take your eyes off the ground, out of the blue, and
see that someone is looking right back at you.
saw your face the other day and i wish i'd
had the guts to say, wish you could spend
the night and it would be like old times.
if you want what you've
never had you have to do
what you've never done.
i'm the first kid to write of hearts, lies and friends
and i'm sorry my conscience called in sick again
and i've got arrogance down to a science
i'm telling you this because you didn't ask. i've
got it all here, growing like a tumor in my throat.
i'm telling you because if i don't, i will choke on it.
everybody knows what happened but nobody asks
That's the hardest part, the letting go. But the ironic part is that that's where the freedom is. Right at the moment of letting go. And ultimately, that's all we ever have.
What am I afraid of? I am afraid of time, not having enough of it.
You've been waiting to break since you woke up this morning.
I know that you're tired. I know that you're sore and sick and sad for some reason. So I leave you with a smile. I'll kiss you on the cheek and you will call it treason.
Just be who you are, wait your turn, don't push. Be beautiful, be graceful. If you're going to get angry, be angry behind closed doors. Don't ever let them see you sweat. Just hold your head up no matter what, and don'te ver let anyone stomp you out.
Nobody knows that I still fall asleep thinking about you.
He has his arm around your waist and hes whispering in your ear. This is how it should be.
There are just certain things in life that are better off unknown. Things you wish you never asked, never saw, never heard, & sometimes never even felt.
There’s always going to be somebody who’ll try to take your dignity & self-esteem.
Just never let them take your voice.
I'm afraid.
I'm afraid of ending up like my parents.
I'm afraid of being un original.
I'm afraid of going to college.
I'm afraid of not being smart enough.
I'm afraid of leaving high school.
I'm afraid of making new friends.
I'm afraid of being a failure.
I'm afraid of getting older than 30.
I don't want to get married.
I don't want to have kids.
I don't want to be functional.
I like my dysfunctional family.
I don't want to be responsible.
I want to be unattached.
I want a tattoo but im too much of a wimp to get one.
I'm afraid of falling out of love.
I don't want to get a nice job and go with society's fucking flow.
I want people to remember me.
I'd like to kick half of the 'cutters' out there in the face and tell them
to shut up and get over it.
I hate classic punk music.
I like being different.
the people that are still with you at the end of the day?
those are the ones worth keeping.
i'm not one to 'chase' anything.
in my opinion, karma will fuck you over
worse than i ever could.
i want you to save me. from all of this.
you do this every time! every time!
do you have some sort of radar?
oh, she might be happy,
it's time to sweep in and shit all over it!
i'm scared as hell to want you.
but here i am, wanting you anyway.
and fear means i have something to lose, right?
and i don't want to lose you.
thigns happen, you know? things happen
and you can't make them un-happen.
you don't get do overs,
you can't roll back the clock,
and the only thing you can change
& the only thing it does
any good to worry about
is how you let them affect you.
in this world, people are going to say
don't do this, don't do this, don't do this.
you know what you're going to end up with?
nothing to do.
after a while, you just
want to be with
the one person who
makes you laugh.
you, with all your little flaws
and all your little quirks, somehow,
keep drawing me back in.
if you were the wood, i'd be the fire.
if you were the love, i'd be the desire.
if you were a castle, i'd be your moat.
and if you were an ocean, i'd learn to float.
when was the last time
you did something for the first time?
it's the same old story:
girl falls... hard, but the boy?
he barely even stumbles.
i'm the best friend, but never the romance.
i'm the hook up, but never the commitment.
i'm a close second,
but never the perfect one.
you took my breath away,
but i survived. i don't know how,
but i don't even care.
you were my air,
and now that you're gone,
i can't breathe.
i do understand.
i understand the impulse
to put your hand out
and want someone to be
there at the end of your reach.
to want someone to be close to,
to want to kiss, or touch,
even if that's wrong.
doesn't he know i've had him
memorized for so long?
and doesn't it scare you that
we're not as strong as we used to be?
i'm sane, but i'm overwhelmed.
i'm lost, but i'm hopeful, baby.
you have to laugh at the things that hurt you
just to keep in balance, just to keep
the world from driving you crazy.
and i know all the games you play
'cause i play them too.
normally, she put up her defenses
when she was attacked.
but he was the one and only exception.
he had always gotten through those walls
and barriers with no effort at all.
i can't stand that holier-than-thou bullshit,
and yet, i'm completely infatuated with her.
she made me laugh.
my advice on enemies?
treat them like mushrooms.
feed them shit and keep them in the dark.
that's the risk you have to take
if you change, that people you've
been friends with won't like the
new you, but other people
who do will come along.
say anything,
but say what you mean.
if they hate me, i'm doing something right.
waking up is hard to do,
sleeping's impossible too.
everything's reminding me of you.
what can i do?
pretty baby, why can't you see?
i have been saving smiles for you.
stand up boy,
i shine so bright
when you're around.
think of me as the barbie
that you'll never get to play with.
eventually, you have to
stop running from life
and start living it.
because it's only when you're tested that
you truly discover who you are. and it's
only when you're tested that you discover
who you can be. the person that you want
to be does exist somewhere in the other side
of hard work and faith, and belief.
and beyond the heartache and fear
of what life has in store.
if you're listening, this is how much it hurts.
you wore me out like your favorite shirt.
you know... the one that you left at my house?
the one that i held onto for months
before deciding it was time to give it back to you.
that's how i knew i was over you.
i gave you back your worn out shirt.
i guess everyone has someone
who challenges them and makes
them shoot for something
just beyond their reach.
you're that person for me.
you left before i had the chance
to tell you how much you mean to me.
i was untouchable until karma crashed my party.
found out that i'm crushable, and i'm the only one who's sorry.
i can't keep doing this.
i can't keep building walls
only to have them knocked down
by the sound of your voice.
maybe i need to be blunt,
just be truthful and tell you how i feel.
i don't know where this is going,
but all i know is that i need you.
i need to get off this daily routine.
i need to start living.
his image was burned into her eyelids permanently.
even with her eyes closed, she could see him perfectly.
she knew his every move, every relfex, every emotion.
you're right. i've never had a bad break up.
i've never had my heart broken into a million pieces.
i have no right to put up these walls, right?
but i have seen my friends cry for months
over boys who they gave their hearts to.
i've seen boys promise 'forever' only to
watch forever end a few months later,
when they find someone better to sleep with.
i've stayed up countless nights, not by choice,
but because my parents were fighting so loud
that i couldn't fall asleep. i've been the
shoulder to cry on. i've seen the strongest
people in the world become weak for love.
and i refuse to be that girl. i will never fall in love.
what a beautiful smile.
won't you stay for awhile?
so tell me what you love, and say it loud.
even if you think the flame has died, there's at least one lyric that will hit that last hot spot. then you'll find yourself as fucked as you were the day you lied and said you never wanted to see him again.
Life for you has been less than kind.
So take a number and stand in line.
We've all been sorry.
We've all been hurt.
But how we survive it;
Is what makes us who we are.
Where's the miracle when you're all out of hope?
every now and then, those
three little words slip out.
not i love you, and no, not i hate you.
but i miss you.
and for an instant, i can't stand myself.
because i know you never thought about me
half as much as i think about you.
What's teenage love? It's staying up late for each other & barely staying awake in class the next day. It's passing each other between classes & stopping to say Hi, but ending up running to your next class right before the bell rings. It's going to the mall, wandering around hand in hand, with a silence that's comfortable. It's watching a movie in the theaters with his arm slowly creeping onto your shoulders, & you resting your head in his arms. It's walking around at night, for no reason at all; his chest, her head, looking at the stars. It's uncertainty of how long it will last, a risk you're both willing to take, even if it means you'll have a broken heart. It's not yet true love, not like, nor lust, nor infatuation. It's teenage love, here to stay, here to play with our hearts & never to go away.
t's just one day out of 365. but for some reason, this is the night that defines all the rest.
where blue skies meet the sunrise. Her eyes, that's where I go when I go home.
We live on front porches and swing life away, We get by just fine here on minimum wage If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand.
I'd spend a million nights just like tonight, you know. I screamed your name at the sky until I lost my voice. Well, I'd give my life for you.
But the struggles make you stronger and the changes make you wiser and happiness has a way of taking its sweet time. Life ain't always beautiful, but it's a beautiful ride.
Sometimes skulls are thick. Sometimes hearts are vacant. Sometimes words don't work.
Beauty is judged by the size of your heart, not the size of your jeans.
life life to the fullest. shout loud, scream what you mean. apologize when you should, forgive quickly & love deeply. grudges are a waste of happiness, so live every minute you possibly can ; there's plenty of time to be dead.
when people can walk away from you, let them walk. don't try to talk another person into staying with you, loving you, calling you, caring for you, coming to see you, or staying attached to you. when people can walk away, let them walk. your destiny is never tied to anybody that left.
When they knock you down, you not only have to get up, but you have to make it clear that you won't be knocked down a second time.
Don't be flattered that he misses you. He should miss you. You're deeply missable. However, he's still the same person who just broke your heart. Remember the only reason he can miss you is because he's choosing, every day, not to be with you.
All I'm asking is don't make promises you can't keep. And don't say things you don't mean because in the end those things mean everything.
before you give up on someone, you've got to remember why you you're still holding on.
the truth is, there is no line. there's only your life, how you mess it up, and who is there to save you. or who isn't.
Life's not like Boy Meets World. You're probably not gonna meet the person you'll marry in middle school.
Stop and make sure that everything you are doing right now is really what makes you happy. You can't just live for some goal in the future and have that be everything, have that be it. Because that's what some people do. They get on this road and there are all these signs saying, "This way. That way." But what if you get there, you get exactly what you wanted, like some people do, except all the things that were wrong, are still wrong. Then what?
People are just people. They shouldn't scare you or make you nervous. Everyone is just as afraid and just as lonely some of the time.
life is too short. kiss slowly, love deeply, & forgive quickly. forget the past, but remember what it taught you.
At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing, where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, is usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we've chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them, the people that are still with you at the end of the day - those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need.
The moon. You don't normally think about it and it doesn't really serve a purpose. But still, from time to time, you look up at it. and it makes you feel better
maybe my heart told your heart it had a parking place outside or that we both like taking walks & doing things at night maybe our hearts have the same favorite colors & found each other that way or maybe it was because they both like sunshine best & always tell the summer to stay maybe your heart sent my heart a secret message that said 'ive been waiting for you lets go love' or maybe when it comes to things like this there aren't reasons, hearts just know.
sometimes, all we need is the knowledge that the other person keeps you in their thoughts, and that they care.
When someone is gone from your life for a really long time, you start to forget stuff about them. Like, you forget what their voice sounded like, how they loved you so much and how everytime things went rough, they took two steps closer.
If your going to fall, just do it. Don't stumble or trip and make a fool out of yourself first. just fall.
do you ever wonder if you had taken a left turn instead of a right turn, you could have been somebody different?
Sometimes there are things in our life that aren't meant to stay. Sometimes change may not be what we want. Sometimes change is what we really need. And sometimes saying goodbye is the hardest thing you think you'll ever have to do, but sometimes it's saying hello again that breaks you down and makes you the most vulnerable person you'll ever know. Sometimes change is too much to bear, but most of the time change is the only thing saving your life.
sometimes there is no next time, no time outs, no second chances. sometimes it's now or never.
people are always going to try to tear you apart, tell you what is right, and what is wrong. you cannot decide what is right and what is wrong, all you can do is listen to your own heart and follow it always.
the most memorable people in life will be the people who loved you when you weren't very lovable
People are stupid and just want to be loved. That's the only reason anyone does anything.
There are going to be times in your life when all you wanna do is lay down in the middle of the road during rush hour. Just know that no matter how many times you feel like laying there, I will always be there to block the traffic.
it's really nice when you can just think about someone and smile.
don't change so much that your best friend can't talk to you, your friends don't know who you've become, & you look into the mirror & wonder who is looking back.
Sooner or later you`re going to have to learn, it`s not that big of a deal, life goes on, you shouldn`t be crying, don`t let them bring you down, he`s just an ass, get up & find someone who makes you happier than him
Just when you've had enough, life gives you more. And just when you think it's rained enough, it starts to pour.
i hate the fact that you miss me but won't do anything about it
everyone wants to be loved & needed, particularly by the person who just broke up with us. i understand. what could be better than hearing from the man who just told you he didn't want you in his life anymore.. his sad, wistful , "i miss you so much" voice on the other end of the phone? it's validating. it's irresistable. but resist you must
don't you get it? she's the house! she's the plain white shutters, the sparkling glass windows, the perfect white picket fence. she's the ordinary stuff. but you... you're the red door. and when people come by, yeah, sure, they see the house. but for some reason, they always end up looking at the door. it's always in the corner of their eye. you can't ignore a red door. and the house is nice, hell, the house is perfect. but then there's that door. it's almost painful to look at. you're the door.
Leave love to your heart. Don't let your head question it.
Some of us laugh, some of us cry, some of us smoke, some of us lie...but it's all just the way that we cope with our lives.
I wanted you to fight for me. I wanted you to say that there was no one else you could ever be with, and that you'd rather be alone than without me.
I've always been the nice girl,
but after this year I've realized
you just have to go after what you want
Screaming and saying fuck a lot doesn't really get your point across. Sometimes silence is the most violent option to choose.
It's not those who are there when you need them.
It's who has been there the entire time.
There are just certain things in life that are better off unknown; things you wish you never asked, never saw, never heard or never even felt
i'm not a little girl anymore. for anyone who's ever betrayed me, intentionally hurt me, or two-timed me, i'm not going to dwell on trying to make your life miserable & tell you that i'm going to fight you. no, better yet, i'm going to sit here & tell you that karma is a bitch & you will get yours.
Let's never talk about this again because
I didn't want it to mean this much to me.
& he's just another boy looking for
something more than me.
She glances in the mirror and throws her hair up, ripped jeans, and an old hoodie -- They're all she needs. She runs out the door, five minutes before class starts, and arrives just as the bell rings, cheeks flushed. She doesn't try that hard at school and she plays sports because she likes to run. Her room's a mess and her cell phone's always dead, but she just smiles; she knows the world is hers. She has her enemies, she's made some mistakes, and she knows it, but she doesn't care. She's happy with who she is and who she has -- because that's all she needs.
Don't pick up the phone, don't bother to look in my direction. I should have seen it all along. It's boys like you that make me think I'm better off home on a Saturday night, with all my doors locked up tight. I won't be thinking about you, baby.
Forget everything you think you know about me.
I hope she makes you happy. &
I'll pretend he makes me smile.
You might've heard I roll with a dangerous crowd.
We're crazy and we might laugh a little too loud,
but that never hurt anyone; only the good die young.
the open road is calling & begging for us.
go roll down the window, go crank up that
radio. let's drive until you hit the sky. it's not about
where we will go. let's start living before we die.
You're waiting for someone to put you together. You're waiting for someone to push you away. There's always another wound to discover. There's always something more you wish he'd say.
I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cause I’m too tired at night to
call your name. Just know I’m right
here hopin’, that you’ll come in
with the rain.
You kiss a hell of a lot better than You listen. Maybe that's why I can't get enough of you. It's true when they say old habits are hard to break, But you'll always remain nothing but my most tempting mistake.
I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower,
makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show him.
And it's been a long December, and there's reason to believe,
maybe this year will be better than the last.
And I go back to watchin summer fade to fall
Growin up too fast and I do recall
Wishin time would stop right in its tracks
Everytime I hear that song, I go back
cause when i looked into your eyes,
and dared you to stare right back,
you should've said,
"nice to meet you, i'm your other half" | | |
| havent posted in forever. sorry bout that.
one.
for all those night that we stayed up talking on AIM until i couldnt keep my eyes open,
thanks for not signing off.
two.
This is to you. This is to you, his best friend. The girl who puts up with more taunting, teasing, and endless torture that she ever should because she knows he teases the people he loves the most. This is to you, the girl he always calls first to tell about his big news or just to talk to someone about the latest episode of Lost, even though he knows you don’t care, but you’ll listen. This is to you, who picks him up at any hour, at any place, when he gets into another fight with his parents, and he knows you’ll drop everything to go and get him. This is to you, one of the guys. The one who laughs when they tell you they sometimes forget you’re a girl, or when they create new nicknames for you that aren’t cute, but mean something relating to you being a whore or a slut. This is to you, the girl who was there when there was too much alcohol and too much lonelineness in the room that night and things got carried away. The girl who spent the next week hiding from her parents with hickeys on her neck. The girl who never asked you about what happened and just accepted that you didn’t want anything more than that night, though that might have been just what she wanted. This is to you, who shells out endless amounts of $$ that you really can’t afford. This is to you, when you realize his best friends have become yours. This is you who set up those dates for him with your cute friends when a piece of you is actually jealous. And to you again, when you are the one who helps him through his relationship with all of those girls. This is to you, the girl who hears everything that people say about you two, and this is to you again, the girl who chooses to ignore everything they say. This is to you, the girl who never thought she would say the sentence "No, we’re just friends¦" so many times in her life. This is to you. The girl who ignores the looks, the comments, the rumors, and the speculations of everyone else. To the girl who know the true meaning of friendship, even if she is "one of the guys," or if she does maybe want something more. This is to the girl who wouldn’t give up what she has for anything, because she is happy. This is to you.
three.
at some point you learn to accept the fact that the people you wish wouldn't change, do. goodbyes hurt, but only mean forever if you let them, pictures never replace being there && nothing lasts forever , but you also learn to laugh until your stomach hurts. act so crazy people think your high && live for the days with your best friends ;; && just having fun because life's too short to worry about change.
four.
Nothing lasts forever. So live it up, drink it down, laugh it off, avoid the bullshit, take chances, and never have regrets because at one point, what you did was exactly what you wanted.
five.
Forget all those places that you've never really been.
And all those situations you somehow found yourself in.
Let your body sink into me-
like your favorite memory,
like a line of poetry,
or a fucking fit of honesty.
six.
Sometimes you just need someone
to look forward to seeing every day.
seven.
Sometimes I still stare at you,
amazed & absolutely enchanted.
Even though i've held your gaze a thousand times,
when you turn to me and give me that silly grin,
you still make me blush.
eight.
i've always wondered what crossed your mind
when your eyes met mine.
nine.
Laying on rooftops,
wishing on stars,
I catch myself wondering where you are.
ten.
To all the girls staring in my direction,
damn right, bitch, envy this perfection!
eleven.
We improve our looks, not our minds,
because we know guys are stupid not blind.
twelve.
Goofy pictures and crazy times.
Sisters at heart & partners in crime.
thirteen.
Hot is directed towards hot sauce until you hit middle school;
At that age you add the extra ‘t’ and it refers to that guy that just walked by.
fourteen.
Well, the most common question is.
How can I tell if a boy likes me?
Simple: Look at his pants
fifteen.
Flash a smile; shop with style,
me & my girls will have you running wild.
sixteen.
She talks about you like you put the stars in the sky.
seventeen.
Having a boyfriend in the summer is like bringing sand to the beach; who does that?!
eighteen.
Short shorts, perfect tans,
bikini tops & feet in sand.
Gorgeous guys with beachy eyes.
I just can't wait for the fun!
Summer has officially begun.
nineteen.
Hi, my name is Doug.
That's "god" spelled backwards with a little bit of you wrapped up in it.
twenty.
Oh dang. Let's bang.
twentyone.
He goes out of his way to stare at you.
Trust me, I've watched him do it.
twentytwo.
Hot sand, warm sun, swimming, laughing, having fun.
Staying up, sneaking out, that’s what summer 07 is all about.
twentythree.
Strut your stuff and let him know he didn’t break your heart.
twentyfour.
& oh how I wish that getting over you was as easy as deleting all the sappy away messages I saved for you.
twentyfive.
I'm a slut because I'll
wear shorts & a tanktop,
I'm anorexic because I
eat as much as I want
& don't gain weight,
I'm a bitch because I
don't let you push me around,
I'm a liar because I
won't tell you everything,
I'm stupid because
sometimes I'm wrong,
I'm ugly because my face
isn't perfect, I'm a whore
because I like boys,
I'm annoying because
I'm not chill enough,
I'm a loser because I'm
not friends with your group,
I use people because I
do what's best for me,
I'm fake because most
of the time I'm happy,
I'm weird because I'm not like you,
I'm controlling because
I get mad sometimes,
I'm clingy because I like
to be around people,
I'm greedy because I
like to be satisfied,
I'm naive because I'm
younger than you,
I'm conceited because
I'm proud of who I am,
I'm rude because my
manners aren't perfect,
I'm unappreciative
because I don't praise you.
Don't try to tell me who
I am because I already know.
twentysix.
Best Friends;
(n.) - people who love each other
to death, & could not live without
each other. They have a billion
memories together, & would
die, without each other.
twentyseven.
We are only as strong as the tables we dance on.
twentyeight.
You know what?
Bite me skank & go play in traffic.
twentynine.
Summer oh seven; lazy days, beautiful nights, beachy hair.
Water fights; hot guys, tanned skin -- school is out & summer is in.
thirty.
Every girl would be dead without her best friend.
I mean really, look at who's always by her side, it sure as hell isn't some guy.
thirtyone.
The only way to accept an
insult is to ignore it.
If you can't ignore it, top it.
If you can't top it, laugh at it.
If you can't laugh at it,
you probably deserved it.
thirtytwo.
Summer's finally here.
Getting ready for the time of our lives.
The sun is hot, and so are you.
I see you looking at me, yeah, I’m looking at you too.
thirtythree.
I've got a mind boggling, sense numbing, heart pounding, stomach flipping, take-my-breath-away, head-over-heels, knee shaking, daydreaming, butterfly fluttering crush on you.
thirtyfour.
I’ve got the sun in my hair and he has this crazy stare
& I know this will be the best summer yet.
thirtyfive.
Here's to the nights when the sand is your seat,
the waves kiss your feet,
&your friends outnumber all the stars in the sky.
thirtysix.
i don't really think people can change.
you know, at the end of the day, you are who you are.
and at the end of the day, it's probably who you've always been.
thirtyseven.
and then the bridge disappears and i'm standing on air with nothing holding me. and i hang like a star, fucking glow in the dark, for all those starving eyes to see, like the ones we've wished on.
thirtyeight.
i have noticed that if you look carefully at people's eyes the first five seconds they look at you, the truth of their feelings shine through for just an instant before it flickers away.
thirtynine.
there's one thing i want to say, so i'll be brave.
you were what i wanted.
i gave what i gave.
i'm not sorry i met you and i'm not sorry it's over.
i'm not sorry there's nothing to save.
forty.
when you sleep, where do your fingers go?
do they tremble on the edge of the bed, or do you fold them neatly by your head?
do they clench like claws against your own skin, when you're living your day all over again?
fortytwo.
it's those simple things in life we never forget.
it's those words we wish we never said.
it's the happy endings in fairytales we want to have.
and it's those unforgettable memories we want to rewind and live again and again.
fortythree.
If we were alone, and it was absolutely silent, what would you say to me?
fortyfour.
TEENAGE GIRLS: we laugh too loud, go insane over small things, obsess over small things, sing off key, act weird, have to buy things, need to be friends with, can't go to the bathroom alone , eat too much, ask if we're fat often, cry all the time, stay up all night; but all that doesn't matter because we love each other anyway & that's one thing we are good at.
fortyfive.
I think of all the times you told me I am beautiful but I just can't help but wonder how much of me you really see.
fortysix.
your eyes shine bright, like the headlights of a million speeding cars;
and i'm obsessed with crashing into you.
fortyseven.
i miss those summer nights.
when nothing got in the way of our fun and fun was all we had.
fortyeight.
I can't promise you the world or even a small country. I can't promise you everlasting happiness all the days of your life, nor can I promise you perfect health or perfect looks. I can't promise you world peace, or even a peaceful weekend. There's not that much I have to give, but what I can give I will give all of it. What I have to give is…me. I promise that with every breath I will love you and cherish you. Everyday I wake up I will do my best to make sure you know you're beautiful, amazing, wonderful, and loved no matter what. I can't promise you health, but I can promise to care for you when you're not healthy. I can't promise everlasting happiness, but I can promise a shoulder to cry on and a hug when you're sad. I offer all that I am and all that I will become. I can promise you that I will love you until I die and if love exists after death then my love will still be only for you. I don't have much to offer, but of what I do offer I will give it freely to you for every day of our lives. My love for you, my life with you.
fortynine.
She doesn't want to be taken for granted anymore.
fifty.
all the time spent planning and rehearsing for the moment when i'd see you again was useless.
one look at you, and i couldn't even remember how to breathe.
fiftyone.
i have no idea what you just said but you looked cute saying it.
fiftytwo.
been there;
rocked that.
fiftythree.
wouldn't it be nice if the world was flat?
that way we could just push off the people we don't like.
fiftyfour.
we have four years to be irresponsible. so relax; work is for people with jobs. you'll never remember class time, but you'll remember the times that you hung out with your friends. so stay out late. & go out on a tuesday night when you have a paper due on wednesday. spend money you don't have. & drink until the sunrise. the work never ends, but highschool does.
fiftyfive.
im sick of the hookups, the setups, the fuck-ups.
the guy who doesnt know what he wants, the guy who does know but wont admit it & the guy that only wants one thing.
i just want the real thing.
fiftysix.
After awhile, a girl begins to wonder if she's
doing something that's pushing him away.
fiftyseven.
Come after me when I run away,
call me back when I hang up on you,
tell me I'm perfect when I'm mad at myself,
& don't let me slip away when I leave.
fiftyeight.
whatever flaws you have, people are going to notice them.
and whatever strengths you have, you're going to need them.
fiftynine.
but the thing that i want you to see most, is that i survived without you.
sixty.
sometimes i wanna push you into oncoming traffic;
but then i realize i'd kill myself trying to save you.
sixtyone.
I'm not your girl next door or your average teenage slut;
there's enough of those already.
sixtytwo.
girls like us don't come around too often. either you love us or love to hate us, but you're wasting your time trying to be us and you sure as hell can't join us.
sixtythree.
i wish it could just be simple, like a retro pop song.
'i want you to want me.' boom. end of story.
we all want to live happily ever after.
but its never really like that, is it?
- john tucker must die
sixtyfour.
she said she was afraid of falling.
& he whispered I have wings.
sixtyfive.
A true friend gives you her last cookie.
A best friend takes your last cookie, shoves it in her mouth, and yells, "Haha, loser."
sixtysix.
heres to the boys who love us; the losers who lost us; & those lucky guys who get to meet us.
sixtyseven.
if you ever wonder why i rarely ever talk to you,
its because it hard to speak when you are always taking my breath away.
sixtyeight.
there are two kinds of people in your life. the ones that are going to pick you up and the ones that are going to push you down, but in the end you'll thank them both.
sixtynine.
You're that guy, the one no matter how many more guys I go through,
I'll always have a thing for you.
seventy.
i swear, i am the biggest overanylizer that you will ever meet.
i think so much about the little things that don't even mean anything.
i guess i'm just looking for something that isn't there.
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| okay, well, i have barely any subs, which is kinda depressing. and no comments for the last two updates? thats just mean. i know i haven't updated in a while, but i've been looking. this is just going to be quotes because i'm tired & lazy. sorry. but seriously? comment & sub. please. and anyone wanna be sister sites?
[01]
you're the king of mixed signals,
i'm the queen of excuses.
together, we're sort of a beautiful disaster.
[02]
the strands in your eyes,
that color them wonderful
stop me and steal my breath.
[03]
older sister: make sure you shoulder check before you drive out of the curb.
younger sister: why, so i dont hit anyone?
older sister: no silly, to check out the hottie behind you.
[04]
live in the moment, give it a try.
hold my hand, don't watch the world go by.
[05]
i looked out the car window today
and i'm realizing that i miss you again,
its funny how out of nowhere you came to mind,
the truth is...i wish you were still here.
[06]
it's almost like you had it planned.
it's almost if you said,
'hey i'm about to screw you over big time.'
[07]
you're eyes give me a reason to breathe,
and midnight conversations mean everything to me.
[08]
he said, "i'll love you 'til i die."
she told him, "you'll forget in time."
as the years went slowly by
she still preyed upon his mind
he kept her picture on his wall
went half crazy now and then he still loved her through it all
hoping she'd come back again
kept some letters by his bed, dated 1962
he had underlined in red
every single "i love you"
i went to see him just today
oh, but i didn't see no tears
all dressed up to go away
first time i'd seen him smile in years
he stopped loving her today
[09]
the question will be, when the time comes,
do you want to be saved?
[10]
turn up the radio and sing your lungs out.
cause kid, this is it, and this is all it will ever be.
so get used to it, suck it up and just live your life.
[11]
You know what I think would be one of the greatest feelings ever? To know that he thought of me, to think that when his thoughts wandered into daydreams that it was me that would make his smile appear, me that made his eyes shine as though he was thinking of an angel… but I guess that's stupid, he wouldn't, no, couldn't, ever think of me that way. But still..one day I hope that I could enter his thoughts, & know that somehow he thought of me too.
[12]
& the skin you call your home
holds a heart that quits
& knees that buckle in
& lungs that just can't breathe
whenever you think of him.
[13]
It seems like it's been so long, but it feels as if things have changed so fast. When it comes down to it, I hate how things are right now. It's like nothing has changed, but it has, a lot has. I miss the days; I miss you girls. The days when I was feeling down, I could always depend on you girls to crack a laughter or two out of me. When you girls made me realize there's so much more to life then just sitting around feeling down about things.
[14]
she fell,
& boy, did she get more than scraped knees.
[15]
save an egg.
crack a smile.
[16]
life's tough, get a helmet.
[17]
So tell me the color of the sky up above.
Paint me a picture of the things that make you smile.
Show me your fears and what you're dreaming of.
[18]
i've held it all together,
but a night like this is begging to pull me apart.
[19]
missing someone isn't about
how long it's been since you've seen them last.
or the amount of time since you've talked.
it's about that very moment
when you're doing something, and you wish,
you wish that they were right there with you.
[20]
i triple dog dare you to fallinlovewithme.
[21]
I want to know everything about you.
What makes you feel alive?
[22]
anyone can make you smile, many people can make you cry.
but it takes someone really special
to make you smile with tears in your eyes.
[23]
she's a daydreamer.
everyone can see that.
but what they don't see,
is her dreams.
more later.
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| okay, i dont have a lot of new quotes, but they make me smile so i wanna share them. & even though i dont have any comments from last nights update, the footprints made me:].
here's the update-io.
[01]
You're like armpits after gym class..
You stink.
[02]
friends ask you what's wrong
but best friends already have the shovel
ready to bury the retard that made you cry
 
[03]
we`re not sarcastic ; we`re hilarious
we`re not annoying ; we`re just cooler than you
we`re not bitches ; we just don`t like you
we aren`t conceited ; we speak the truth
and babe, we`re not obsessed...we`re just best friends
[04]
being perfect may be okay for barbie.
but just remember, she ended up with
a guy who had plastic balls
 
[05]
i'm not the girl next door,
i`m the bitch across the street.
[06]
Hey baby.
You look familiar...
Ohhhh! That`s right!
I typed 'beautiful' on google & your picture showed up
 
[07]
I'm not all that & a bag of chips..
bitch, i'm the whole party mix
[08]
the tooth fairy teaches children that they can sell their body parts for money.
i blame her for prostitution.
 
[09]
you're not ugly,
you're just facially challenged.
[10]
I hate you like a fat kid hates diets.
 
[11]
Math is emo because no one understands it.
[12]
Screw Phonics.
I'm hooked on you.
 
[13]
hey skank,
just because you start the shit,
doesn`t mean you are the shit.
[14]
The Teenager 10 Commandments
1. Thou shall not sneak out while parents are sleeping
(why wait ?)
2. Thou shall not do drugs
(alcohol lasts longer)
3. Thou shall not steal form K-Mart
(Wal-Mart has a bigger selection)
4. Thou shall not get arrested for vandalism
(destruction has a bigger effect)
5. Thou shall not steal from thy parents
(everyone knows Grandma has more money)
6. Thou shall not get in fights
(just start them)
7. Thou shall not skip class
(just take the whole day off)
8. Thou shall not strip in class
(hooters pays more)
9. Thou shall not think about having sex
(as Nike says....'just do it')
10. Thou shall not help old ladies cross the street
(just leave them in the middle)
 
and some made by me...[GIVE CREDIT]
byme1.
you make me completely terrified.
i haven't figured out if that's a good thing or a bad thing yet.
byme2.
is it sad that i miss you before you've even left?
 
byme3.
i hope you think of me when you're wishing on stars.
byme4.
don't go there.
this life is all you got,
so instead of ending it,
try making it worth while.
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| Okay, so this is probably gonna be short. I don't have a lot of new quotes; I think I got pickier bout the ones I like.
[01]
I shave my legs, I sit down to pee, & I can justify any shopping spree. I don't go to a barber, but a beauty salon. I can get a massage without a hard-on. I can balance the checkbook; I can pump my own gas. I can talk to my friends about the size of my ass. My beauty's a masterpeice & yet it takes long. At least I can admit to others when I'm wrong. I drive in circles at any cost, & I don't have a problem admitting I'm lost. I never forget a important date. You got to deal with it, I'm usually late. I don't watch movies with lots of gore. Don't need instant replay to remember the score. I won't lose my hair, I don't get jock itch, & just because I'm assertive, don't call me a bitch. Don't say to your friends, "Ohh yeah; I can get her." In your dreams, my dear, I can do better. Flowers are okay, but jewlery's best. Would you look at my face, not at my chest? I don't have a problem with expressing my feelings. I know when you're lying; you look at the ceiling. Don't call me a girl, a babe or a chick. I'm a woman; get it, you prick?
[02]
Just tell her you think she is amazing;
play with her hair, pick her up and pretend to throw her,
she will scream & fight but she will secretly love it
hold her hand, pick flowers from other people's yards
and give them to her, tell her she looks beautiful
tell her stupid jokes just to hear her laugh
throw rocks at her window at night
play in the snow, call her for no reason, jump on the bed with her,
sing to her no matter how bad you are
get her mad ;; then kiss her when she least expects it
[03]
i've got a big fat fucking bone to pick with you, darling
in case you haven't heard, i'm sick and tired of trying
[04]
i'm going to marry you.
plan your life accordingly:].
[05]
i look at you
& motherfuckingassholeihopeyoufuckingdie
comes to mind..
[06]
A stranger stabs you in the front.
A friend stabs you in the back.
A boyfriend stabs you in the heart.
A best friend pokes you with a straw.
Ugh. That's all I have new. I'm gonna go look for more. Oh, & sorry bout no icons. Too lazy to upload 'em.
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