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^visit that site too afterwards.. they definatly have good stuff..  www.myspace.com/andallshecandoiswait4him add me on myspace!! if u comment my pics ill comment urs too.. comment&& subscribe <33 thanks for all of you who did <33 READ THIS OK HERES THE DEAL!! THIS IS JUST ONE BIG LIST OF QUOTES.. WHEN I UPDATE I JUST ADD THEM AT THE BOTTOM, I DONT CREATE A NEW POST SO YOU WONT SEE THESE IN AN EMAIL OK? SO JUST CHECK BACK HERE EVERY ONCE IN AWHILE & THERE SHOULD BE SOME MORE UP <3KELSEY (sorry if any of them repeat..) i'm scared that i'm going to end up alone.
i'm scared that i'm always going to be
somebody's friend or sister or confidant,
never quite somebody's everything. rise and fall with the breath of sleep
inhale and i will fill your lungs
i'll bring you a smile while you dream she reads the entire dictionary
&&; not one word can describe
how she feels . I [ learned ] a lot over the years,
through fake smiles & un'seen tears
friends sometimes aren`t forever
that happy memories stay with you;
& those moments go by --so fast--
so enjoyy the things that go on now
cause the good stuff never lasts I never let the actions of another
make or break me. I never let
a single person shake me cuz
honestly, I don't give a fuck who
hates me. Take out the picture
Blow off the dust
Take off the frame
It's starting to rust
Remember the time
We had together
What ever happen to
Best Friends Forever 0NLY MY PiLL0W KN0WS -- the tears I’ve cried. the many nights I’ve stayed awake at night missing what we used to have and what all that could have been. 0NLY MY PiLL0W KN0WS -- the pain I’ve put myself through. and all the countless memories that have raced through my head since we said goodbye.
Call me a slut. Call me a whore. Call me whatever. I've heard it before. Say that i'm fake. Say that I lie. Say what you want. You wont see me cry, because I know none of it's true, but calling me all this shit, ha, what the hell does that make you? i`m not the girl i used to be; gotta admit.. alot of shit got to me.. in life your going to be
left out talked about
lied too && used
but you have to decided
who's worth your tears
or not Smile. it might not make you feel better;;
but it will keep people from asking what's wrong. To every girl who gossiped about me in corners of parties, to those who were my slap in the face, to the close minded or misunderstanding, to those boys that broke my heart, and to those friends who turned out to be back stabbers. You all challenged me to become the person I wanted to be. I am stronger because of all the stupid things you put me through. No matter how much you have done to me, you have unknowingly done so much more for me. So, thanks. && i kno how it feels
to sit on the edge of your bed
head in your hands
wishing it would all just end... Dear mom && dad -
if it makes you happy, then i am fine.
if it makes you sleep at night, i am not suicidal.
If it helps you stay ignorant, the scars that lace my body are not proof of how much slef hatred boils inside me.
If it keeps you from abandoning me, i am not crazy. She hates her life She hates everything in it She doesn’t think anyone cares That anyone’s there But the night she dies, grief fills everyone And her special someone, whom she thought hated her Put a gun to his head and went to find her they call her for dinner, she makes up a reason.
she looks at her arms and rolls down her sleeves.
her mother is starting to see through her lies;
and last night her father had tears in his eyes. wipe a tear
& crack a smile
you’ve just commited
the perfect crime
faked them all
they didn’t know
you’re dying inside the invisible scars, are the ones that take the longest to heal no one knows how much she
secretly cries ; they just can`t
tell shes [ dying inside ] I am a poet writing of my pain.
I am a person living a life of shame.
I am you daughter hiding her depression
I am your sister making a good impression.
I am your friend acting like I'm fine
I am a wisher wishing this life weren't mine.
I am a girl who thinks of suicide
I am a teenager pushing her tears aside.
I am a student who doesn't have a clue
I am the girl sitting next to you.
I am the one asking you to care
I am your best friend hoping you'll be there you are not friends because
you sit together at the lunch table,
talk on the phone,
have matching flip-flops,
or can recite eachother's wardrobe.
When she smiles,
a grin forces itself across your face
no matter how angry you are.
When she cries,
instantly you feel her pain,
and want to cry with her.
When you look her in the eye,
you know there's no one
you could ever trust more
regardless of how many broken
hearts you've had.
That's what it means to be friends. Pretty little girl can't see the world
Pretty little girl all locked up
Pretty little girl has to be p.e.r.f.e.c.t
Pretty little girl overwhelmed by everything
Pretty little girl never does anything right
Pretty Little Girl Killed Herself Tonight. ----Lost and broken, hopeless and lonely .Smiling on the outside, but i hurt beneath my skin. My eyes are fading, my soul is bleeding. I'll try to make it seem okay, but my faith is wearing thin. – i make mistakes. I have regrets. I hate being alone. I'm always late. I can't go a day without spilling something on me. I hate school. I never call anyone back. I don't like being wrong. I'm a huge procrastinator. I act like I'm a lot smarter than I actually am. I hate being ignored. I cry. I'm shy. I can't start a conversation with anyone. I have enemies. I can't sing. I have horrible balance. I laugh way too loud. I can't look anyone in the eye. Many things just seem to get to me. I'm not perfect. I bite my tongue every time you come around;
because blood in my mouth is better than ..
tears on the ground.
She cuts her wrist to watch it bleed
Hoping someone will save her
Ever have one of those days where nothing really goes wrong -- actually, good things happen to you -- but you still feel like you hate the world, and anything that happens, even dropping your pen in the hallway, makes you wanna break down right there and cry? 0UT 0F 0UR MiNDS. . .
. . .CRAZi ASS TiMES. . .
. . .N0T 0NLY BEST FRiENDS. . .
. . .BUT MY PARTNERS iN CRiME!. Will someone call a surgeon who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart? Without him she is torn apart
& full of pain that no one can see
& at night all she can do is think of what will never be
When she finally falls asleep she dreams of him
his sexy smile and the way he makes her laugh
This is the only time she is ever truly happy
because in her dreams they’re [[not just friends]]
he loves her back
She wakes back up and knows she has to face reality
he does not love her, the dream is just a cruel joke
Played by the crushed heart he doesn’t even know he broke Guys are the most {dangerous} and *addictive* drug,
but the high is unlike anything else. .·*¨)iTz FuNnY hOw MuCh PpL cAn
¸.·´\\ TaLk \\ BeHiNd \\ My \\ BaCk \\
( ºbUt |. * .| WeN |. * .| tHeRe |. * .| CoNFrOnTEd º
`·.¸_¸.·'´¨) -× ThEy SaY × oMg × WhO sAiId × ThAt!!×- good girl reputation for all your life and no one notices.
one screw up and it feels like the world is watchinG i wanna push you into oncoming traffic --but then i realize -- i`d kill myself tryin
to save you So give me all your poison And give me all your pills And give me all your hopeless hearts And make me ill You're running after something That you'll never kill If this is what you want Then fire at will<3 lies. tears. pain. hurt. lost. love. are any of them worth it? "You know the world is going crazy when the best rapper is a white guy, the best golfer is a black guy, the tallest guy in the NBA is Chinese, the Swiss hold the America's Cup, France is accusing the U.S of arrogance, Germany doesn't want to go to war, and the 3 most powerful men in America are named "Bush", "Dick", and "Colon". - Chris Rock If gossip were beer our whole school would be wasted. "I went into a McDonald's yesterday and said, "I'd like some fries. "The girl at the counter said, "Would you like some fries with that?"
- Jay Leno you can drive at 16.
go to clubs at 18 &
drink at 21. retire at
65 but whoever set
the age to fall in love
-0NE TREE HiLL.
I know he's not the cutest guy in the world
but there's just something about him that makes
my heart drop to my feet everytime I see him youu know when youu start out friends,
and every little joke is hilarious .. , then
evertything he does annoys the hell out
of youu. then finally one day, youu look at
yourself and think "Fuck, i fell in love" isn't it better just to cling to the dream of what
could have been, than to ruin everything with'
reality ? » A CiNDERELLA ST0RY * i feel S0RRY for that WH0RE you LEFT ME for <lol These BrEaK-uP songs make sense again... I really wish they didn't. I wish i could save the tears that i've cried over you so i could fucking drown you in them. I hate girls
I hate it when they yell
When they criticize your hair
I hate it when they flirt
Even more then when they stare
I hate it when they gossip
The way they always lie
I hate it when they grin
After they made another cry
I hate the way they must be right
How they must win every fight
And when they don?t eat
It makes me cringe
To see a girl who?s hungry
I hate it when they binge
I hate their make-up
Caked on their face
I hate their greediness
How they won?t take second place
I hate their mean spirit
I hate their preppy clothes
I hate the way I?m one of them
I hate the way it shows ~Casey
[ i dont know who Casey is, but i love this poem. ] Life is just a stage...a bunch of people pretending to be what they’re not And she's so good at completely blinding herself
to what she doesn't want to see. on the outside you're not the same kid anymore
you've been through too much lately
but deep down...there will always
be a part of you that rejects reality
that is eternally hopeful. so i`ll roll up my sleeves,
&& tell you a story,
about my past<3 I'm sittin' here with your name on my skin
I can't believe I went and did this stupid shit again If you look inside a girl's heart
You'd see how much she really cries
You'll find hidden secrets, best friends, and lies
But what you'll see the most
Is how hard it is to stay strong
When nothing's right, and everything is wrong We scream our insecurities but mutter our apologies,
and that's why this world will always be so wrong && i've come to realize that in the end
everyone turns out to be the person they
swore they'd never be <|3 fake - it's the latest trend and
everyone seems to be in style i guess we were the same.
too stubborn to apologize,
too filled up on rage. You're the kind of person who makes me punch you, then hug you; scream at you, then laugh; hate you, but love you -- you confuse me but in a way that makes perfect sense to me You’ll never know what it's like to be me
to spend half your day being someone
your not... & then going home to be
something you never intended to be if I wake up tomorrow
and you're still just my friend
I’ll stay up until 11:11
& make my wish again
I don't think you're leaving.
I think you're running.
And what I can't figure out is,
are you running towards something you want?
Or are you running away from something
you're afraid to want? they lied to us..
this was supposed to be the future.
where is my jetpack?
where is my robotic companion?
where is my dinner in a pill form?
where is my hydrogen fueled automobile?
where is my nuclear powered levitating house?
where is my cure for this disease? long sleeved shirts
bracelets cover wrists
no one can know
the truth behind this we are only as strong as
the drinks we mix,
the tables we dance on,
and the friends
we hold on to. well she didn't choose this role.
but she'll play it and make it sincere. but being alone wasn't
half as bad as being obsessed
with a breath taker, a smile faker. Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads.
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,
and again when your head goes through the windshield.
I hate how we were best friends.
then a couple.
now you act like i don't exsist There used to be a way to
stick it to the man.&it
was called rock&roll
But the man ruined that too
with a little thing called MTV!!
`+School Of Rock
cookie monster said; "sometimes me think what
love is. & then me think love isz what last chocolate
cookie isz for. me give up the last chocolate cooke
for you." <33 Next year this time I'll be there. I'll dream of the past & wish that I was there. I'm burning the letters of days gone by. I'm sorry but I'm scared that my heart will regret all the things I've done. Breathe in all the ashes of my mistakes, gently collapse so no one will notice you're falling too short of breath. I've wasted more time dreaming than living. why is it that when your little you parents teach
you how to walk & talk .. but when your older
all you hear is " sit down and shut the hell up boys will be boys hiding in estrogen <33 my school ; terrible.
almost all of the guys ; nasty.
the girls ; even worse.
my home ; don't get me started.
the outside world ; clueless.
my thoughts about all of this ; uncaring..
because i know, through all of this,
i will always have you. <3 &&she writes his name upon her arm and lets the blood run dry... till there was no more pain... NONE My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you But when your precious life is at stake
Tell me would you die for me too You'll never know how many times I've cried
How many cuts I hide
How many times I wished I would die
No you'll never understand
&& she just wants you to know
she loves the way you laugh
&& your stupid dumb smile
that has her fallin head over heals.
he looks at me with his beautiful
eyes, and he smiles, and it
pathetically makes my day <3 im just another scratch on his LiST, && he's just another scratch on my WRiST. &&youu dont know how much it hurts;; when he finally tells youu who he likes * && its not your name - - - - <3
These days : everyone is depressed
no one cares about you personality
there are few songs without cuss words
you stand up for someone & get called a bad name
the type of clothing you wear describes you
how much money you have gives you your popularity
everyone breaks each others hearts & and doesn't think much of it
you can become so lonley .. and no one will notice. she’s just a littletoo scared to get close to anyone
because everyone that said "i`ll be there" .. left. && when he kissed me that night
i couldn`t help but think
this is exactly what i want you cant be "just friends" with theguy who makes you act like a clutz in his presence;; who causes you to stumble over your words. you cant be "just friends" with the guy that you fell head over heels for <3. just because you`re leaving
doesn`t mean i`m letting go through the good ; the bad ; the ups
&& the downs i`ll still be here for you and she`ll go to bed..
with her pillows soakingpraying to
God to wipe the tears from her eyes <33 SHES LYiiNG ON HER BED STARiiNG AT THE CEiiLiiNG
ALL THE LiiGHTS TURNED OFF ... iiTS 3 A.M
HEADPHONES WRAPPED AROUND HER EARS DARK FEELiiNGS
STiiRiiNG WiiTHiiN AND YET SHE LiiES THERE .. PARALYZED ..
UTTERiiNG NOT A SiiNGLE WORD.. i never thought i would lose my pride ;
i never thought of suicide until you went away. its so funny how <3
we set qualifications
for the * right person
to L0VE, while at the
back of our minds
we K N 0 W that the'
person we truly love
will always be an
E X C E P T i 0 N . . .
Saturday I saw you
Holding hands with someone new
Somehow I kept my composure
Just like everything was cool
But inside I kept repeating
Don't you let them see you cry
So I casually turned my head
As the tears rolled down my eyes
All I ever hear is 'be a good girl', just behave, sit up straight, stand up tall, never faulter, never fall, stay in school, make the grade, never fail, never fade, be a hero, be a star.' be everything but what you are. <3
You think that you can just blow me away after all we've
been through; after all those late night calls, after the talks,
the conversations, the laughs, the tears, the fights, after you
made me fall in love with you; and then after you broke my
heart, you think that i'll just forget? I should pin my heart to my back
So when I walk away,
You can see it breaking <//3 i know what its like to want to die
How it hurts to smile
How you try to fit in
But you can’t
How you hurt yourself on the outside
To kill the thing on the inside 1,377 teenagers become mothers.
1,106 teenage girls get an abortion.
500 adolescents begin using drugs
4,219 teenagers get a sexually transmitted disease.
1,000 adolescents begin drinking alcohol.
3,610 teens are assulted.. 80 are raped.
2,861 teens drop out of school.
420 children are arrested for drug abuse.
5,388 youths are arrested.
6 teens commit suicide.
» .. EVERYDAY
»in every girls life . there will.
always be `*' th0se 3 guys.... `
[ the one she l0ves ] // [ the one
she hates ] & [ the one she can't'
get - enough of ] .& in the end_
their all the s a m e guy «`-
Lately-I`ve been drawing b R o K e N hearts [</3] By telling someone you love them you're <3
giving them the easiest weapon to hurt you. take a bow... do yoo hear tha applause?
my heartt ¢¾ is brokenn-->>nd youre the
cause. i played youre game. i guess yoo
won. [[ c o n g r a d t u a l a t i o n s ]]
--------> i hope yoo had funn <-------- i`m mad at myself.. not you. I`m mad for always being nice, 'always apologizing for things that ii didn`t do, for getting attached, for making you a huge part in my life, depending on you, wasting my time on you, thinking about you... changing for you, forgiving you .*`wishing for you, dreaminq of you .. `nd most of all.. for not hating you when i know i should ;; but i can`t.
a northern fairytale begins like this. . .*
once upon a time. . .
BUT
*a southern fairytale begins like this. . .*
Y`ALL AiN` G0N` BELiEVE THiS SHiiET !! I'm your next door neighbor. I'm your daughter. I'm your best friend. I'm the girl planning her suicide during math class. I'm the girl with the big smile that hides so much pain. I'm the girl who hides in the bathroom stall with a sharp object and digs it into her flesh, while you are peeing in the stall next to me. I am the girl crying herself to sleep when you are dreaming. I am the girl starving herself, or throwing up in the bathroom while you're enjoying your lunch. I'm the girl who is lost and can't find herself I know that there's a lot more fish in the sea, I’m just sick of fishing. Do you know what it's like to reach for the phone and pull back your hand beacause you remember you're not supposed to call anymore? You sit back with tears buliding up in your eyes because you know it's not the last time you'll miss the converstations you've shared. she spends half her day doing her makeup and hair ; that perfect | pretty way for a guy who will never fuckin care* im not stupid. i just lack common sense.
im not a poser. i just like all kinds of clothes.
im not miss popularity. i just have a lot of friends.
i dont like my boyfriend . i love him.
i dont ignore you. i just dont give a shit.
im not a bitch. im just honest.
im not mean. your just weak.
im not insecure. i just dont trust people. I only have two words for you: I'm Done. After
everything I've done for you, every chance that
I gave you, and yet you still break my heart.
Everytime. But it's over now. Finally I've
realized that I don't deserve this and honestly,
you don't deserve me. Yeah I still love you and
I probably will for a long time, but I can't stay
here anymore. It hurts too much. I guess this is moving on. `' sO pReTtY `' && `' So PoPuLaR `' .. BuT
wHeN [ i ] LoOK At HEr, I cAn hOneStLy sAy,
i`vE nEvEr SeEN AnyOnE UgLiEr <|3 His girl:ya i guess he is hot
His ex:i love him why did he leave me?
His girl:he gave me a necklace but it looks cheap!
His ex:i cherish every thing i got from him
His girl:eww i saw his ex she is so ugly!
His ex:his new girlfriend is pretty
His girl:hmmm wht did he give me a kiss on the check?
His ex:we were eachothers first kiss
His girl:we better have sex soon!!!!
His ex:we both talked about waitin for marriage to move farther
His girl:what? no im to busy to call him!!!
His ex:i remeber our talks til like 6 in th morning
His girl:i cant remeber what color are his eyes?
His ex:i cant foget his deep ocean blue eyes
His girl:i swear what is up with that black sweatshirt he wears all the time?
His ex: i remember that black sweatshirt i gave him, i wonder if he still has it
His girl:i guess we will last another couple weeks or so @--'-,-- "A Million Words Would Not Bring You Back, I Know Because I've Tried. Neither Would A Million Tears, I Know Because I've Cried." Stand up for what you feel is right. Even if you're standing alone. I'm just wondering, does it hurt you to know I'm afraid to talk to you? What do I say to someone who has hurt me, confused me, and broken me beyond measures, but whom I still love more than words can express? **stix and stones may break her bones but names could make her starve herself to death** Everytime I fall in love I fall for someone new. Still always find myself falling back in love with you. My name is Sarah
I am but three, my eyes are swollen.
I can't see, I must be stupid.
I must be bad, what else could have made my daddy so mad? I wish I were better, I wish I weren't ugly,
then maybe my mommy,
would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all,
I can't do a wrong,
or else I'm locked up,
all the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone,
the house is dark,
my folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come,
I'll try and be nice,
so maybe I'll get just,
one whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car,
my daddy is back,
from Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse,
my name he calls,
I press myself,
against the wall.
I try and hide,
from his evil eyes,
I'm so afraid now,
I'm starting to cry.
He finds me weeping,
he shouts ugly words,
he says its my fault,
that he suffers at work.
He yells at me more,
I finally get free,
and I run for the door.
He's already locked it,
and I start to bawl,
he takes me and throws me,
against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor,
with my bones nearly broken,
and my daddy continues,
with more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream,
but it's now much too late,
his face has been twisted,
into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain,
again and again,
oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
He finally stops,
and heads for the door,
while I lay there motionless,
sprawled on the floor.
That night my daddy
MURDERED ME. Every couple of nights or so you pop into my dreams. I just can't get rid of you like you got rid of me Friends are like television. Some are like PBS and always asking for money. Others are like the news, with sad tales to tell everyday, some are like that one station with the foreign language; you don't understand a word of it but you listen and watch anyway. And then there are the ones like the commercials, always changes, ever-so-annoying and only seem to be there when you are bored. But every once and a while you meet someone who's like a really good movie of the week or that one tv show you hardly ever get to see anymore because you're so busy. My point is hold on to the friends you care about and since we don't have a remote control to mute someone or just change the channel, pick your friends carefully. The truth is, you could slit my throat and in my one last gasping breath i'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt. it`s better tOo be hated fOr what yOu are..
than lOved fOr what yOu are nOt do not mistake me for who i am not for i am not as i appear when someone upsets you..
it takes 42 muscles to frown..
but it only takes 4 muscles..
to extend your arm and whack them in the head when you`re sad ..
i`ll get drunk & help you
plot revenge on the asshole
who upset you. when you
trip .. i`ll laugh and ask "walk much?"
& when you`re confused ..
i`ll use little words
to explain it to your dumbass my knight in shining armour turned into a loser in aluminum foil.. parts from this one quote This is my tribute to the nice girls. To the nice girls who are overlooked, who become friends and nothing more, who spend hours fixating upon their looks and their personalities and their actions because it must be they that are doing something wrong. This is for the girls who have left sad song lyrics in their away messages, who have tried to make someone understand through a subliminally appealing profile, who have time and time again dropped their male friend hint after hint after hint only to watch him chase after the first blonde girl in a skirt. This is for the girls who have had their hearts broken and their hopes dashed by someone too cavalier to have cared in the first place; this is for the nights spent dissecting every word and syllable and inflection in his speech, for the nights when you've returned home alone, for the nights when you've seen from across the room him leaning a little too close, or standing a little too near, or talking a little too softly for the girl he's with to be a random hookup. So maybe it won't last forever. Maybe some of those guys in that race will turn in their running shoes and make their way to the concession stand where we're waiting; however, until that happens, we still have each other, that silly race to watch, and all the chocolate we can eat (because what's a concession stand at a race without some chocolate?) B I T C H Y ? ?... I may be slightly... Only beause I don't know how to say- FUCK YOU politely... she`s telling everyone lies about how she feels inside. she can`t
stand the way things are now. she only wants it all to change.
what he doesn`t know is how much she truly cared . CrY YouR HeaRt Out, Let it aLL gO, CuZ aFteR EverY TeaR There's a RaiNboW Goths:
dont always wear black
dont all worship satan
are not evil
dontwant to killpplz
dont hate everyone
arnt always depressed
can be happy
are usually nice
are normal!
What a perfect crime.
I stole your heart and you stole mine.
some people think itz
holding on
that makes you strong..
but its not.
what makes you strong
is having the ability to
<.L.E.T..G.O.> Somewhere b e t w e e n the procrastination, the homework, the friendships, and the nasty cafeteria food, the calls to old friends . . . the I miss yous . . .And the I LOVE yous . . . And the What are we doing tonights? . . . somewhere b e t w e e n all of the changing and growing And the skipping classes, the studying for tests, And the pretending to be studying for tests, And the downright not studying for tests, I forgot . . . I forgot what it meant to cry . . . I forgot that pretending to be happy doesnt make you happy . . . I f o r g o t that pretending to be smart doesnt make you smart . . . And that pretending to be ok doesnt make you ok . . . I forgot that you cant just forget the past in fear of the future . . . I forgot that you cant control falling in love . . . And that you cant make yourself fall in love . . . I learned . . . I learned that I can love . . . I learned that its ok to mess up . . . And its ok to ask for help . . . And its ok to feel like crap . . . I learned its ok to complain and whine to all your friends for a whole day . . . That somehow they'll make it all better . . . I learned that sometimes the things you want most you just cant have . . . I learned that the greatest thing about high school isn't going to be who is the most popular or going to be the parties . . . Or the drinking not even the hook-ups . . . Its the friendships, which means taking chances . . . I learned that sometimes the things we forgive and forget are the things which we most need to TALK out . . . I learned that letters from friends are the most important thing . . . And that sending cards to your friends makes you feel better . . . But, basically, I just learned that my friends, Both old and new, Are the most important people to me in the world . . it's the days we're so crazy
people think we're ::high::
the times we're so bored
we laugh till we ::cry::
all the inside jokes
and the ::remember whens::
these are the reasons we'll
::always:: be best friends Spellout your name & see what it means!!
A - You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.
B - You are always cautious when it comes to meeting new people.
C - You definitely have a partying side in you, dont be too shy to show it.
D - You have trouble trusting people.
E - You are a very exciting person.
F - Everyone loves you.
G - You have excellent ways of viewing people.
H - You are not judgemental.
I - You are always smiling & making others smile.
J - Jealousy.
K - You like to try new things.
L - Love is something you deeply believe in.
M - Success comes easily to you.
N - You like to work, but you always want a break.
O - You are very open - minded.
P - You are very friendly and understanding.
Q - You are a hypocrite.
R - You are a social butterfly.
S - You are very broad-minded.
T - You have an attitude, a big one.
U - You feel like you have to equal up to people's standards.
V - You have a very good physical and looks.
W -You like your privacy .
X - You never let people tell you what to do .
Y - You cause a lot of drama.
Z - You're always fighting with someone *waiitinq f0r y O u . .
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--» Useless & Diisapoiinting-CINDERELLA STORY & you look at me accusing me with your eyes
another cutter;
another freak;
another dork;
another geek;
another prep;
another jock;
another whore & more punk rock
another hater;
another "G";
another label that happens to fall When no one really knows the person at all.
So cut me up like paper & bend me
`---- back into something Beautiful. in this town...
you know exactly
when something's
wrong. burn your bridge and
wear your heart out
on your sleeve. you
know you can't ever
fool me. and besides, you're probablyholding hands,
with some skinny, pretty girl
that likes to talk about herself.
and all i want to do is walk around with you
and watch tv with you. and she was
his beautiful
mistake. you didn't crush me.
you completely destroyed me i`m not depressed;; i just hate everything.
i`m not a horrible person;; i just let everyone down.
i`m not an outcast;; everyone just hates me.
i`m not in love;; i just constantly think of him.
i`m not a cutter;; i just have to slice my wrists.
i`m not a mistake;; i`m just not supposed to be here I feel like hanging myself
with a barbed rope
on the tallest and shadiest tree
swinging from left to right
with a smile on my face.
I hope you are happy now.. welcome to a new kind of pain
welcome to miserable, lonely nights
welcome to depressing, boring days
welcome to a completely shattered heart
and, most importantly of all this,
welcome to what I call my everyday life lets compare scars <//3 ill tell whose are worse that’s the {b.e.a.u.t.i.f.u.l} thing about teenage love
we still know how to love with hope of a forever
and we love |:.completely.:| with every ((b/r/o/k/e/n/p/i/e/c/e)) of our hearts
and each love means something to us.
&& even though it hurts like hell
we find a way;; to love like no one elsesomeone mentioned your name the other day and asked if i knew you. i thought of all our memories and with a tear in my eye i looked down and said, "yeah, i used to… sometimes i wish i could go back to the days
when i was six & my biggest problem was
what kind of dress to put on barbie the worst thing in life is to lose a friend.
a friend that means the world to you - a
friend that you put all your trust and faith
in - a friend that you believed in from the
start - a friend that took the center of your
heart - a friend that you'd die for - a friend
that you wanted to cherish for a lifetime'-
a friend, a good friend, a best friend.. the cuts heal & the scars fade but the pain remains. The tears freeze upon her face as she looks down at her wrists, it wasn't supposed to end like this. I'm so panicked. I can't find my bracelets. I think my mom noticed the missing safety pins. And where did my innocence go? Hey.
You see that girl over there?
Tell a joke, make her smile.
Cause if you do,
You might just save a life. daddy asked me, "why’s the ((water bill)) so high this month?"
and I said, "oh, I don’t know."
but in the back of my head I was saying;;
"I ran the shower so you and mom didn’t hear me crying." if i could tell you one thing
i guess it would be
that i love hearing the sound of your voice
and that the smile on your face brightens up my entire day
and so do all those little things you do
without even knowing it.
i guess mine is not the first heart to be broken
im the kind of girl
that would hurt all my life
just to know youre happy. I get a funny feeling,
it comes from deep inside.
I get all mad and angry,
wanting to go and hide.
My doctor calls it depression,
But the thoughts and feelings,
no one will ever be able to see.
Some say I'm psycho,
some say I'm just weird.
It's like I'm a different person,
and the old me just disappeared
ive seen a grown man cry more than once
ive kept a secret from the world
ive stood while a girl has cried on my shoulder
ive witnessed a boy cry to his father
ive seen this boys face
when he found out that his father had died.
ive heard my parents worry about making it through the week
ive known a broken heart to last for years
ive watched a happy girl become depressed
ive met someone on the verge of anorexia
ive not been able to go one day without turning up my music
and i think
im going to just drown everything out for a while
its sad
when people you know
become people you knew
when you can walk right past something
as if they were never
a big part of your life
how you used to be able to talk for hours
and now you can barely even look at them
its just sad how things change never drink diet soda
it shows you have no nerve
only drink real colas,
caffine-packed energy drinks,
or vitamin water
hate champagne
because thats what everyone expects you to love
energy drinks are the best party drinks
you never get tired
you never have a hangover
and you can make fun of all the loaded people
who think theyre clever
but are really acting stupid
so you made her cry
shell get over it
so you told her a lie
she wont find out
so she saw you with that one girl
no big deal
you only shattered her heart... i have seen
the bluest of skies
rainbows that could make you cry
i have seen
miricles that moved my soul
people that have made me whole
i have seen
days that have changed my life
i have seen
the brightest star
shine like a diamond in the night
i have seen all this and more
but i have never seen
a smile more beautiful than yours best friend - adjective used to describe someone who is a backstabber;; talks about you to the guy you like;;
goes out with the guy you like;; turns everyone against you;; and expects an apology. see also: bitch walked through the hallway
holding my wrists
hoping no one will see me like this
he looks at me, scared what he'll find
he never thought i had these things in mind
he asks me "...is there any more?"
looking at him with tears in my eyes
i whisper a simple reply
..what did you think bracelets were for i live in a place
where the people get high
and the grades get low
and if someone has a secret
everyone already knows if drama were alchahol
my school would be so wasted
and tomorrow morning...
we would all have the hangover from hell everyone knows
she has changed so much since last year
she just doesnt realise who her real friends are
the friends she hangs out with dont care about her
everyone knows it
her real friends are the ones
who have noticed how shes changed
and if she would look around
she'd know she is the one who chose it to be that way remember when
friends didnt lie to you
and the worst thing you could be called was a meanie
remember when
you were judged on how nice you were
and how you only wanted to hear "i love you" from your mom
well noe
friends barely tell you the truth
girls will call you a ton of things
that will make you want to break down and cry
now youre judged on how expensive your clothes are
and youd give up almost all those times
you heard your mom say i love you
just to hear that special guy say it once when to lovers keep,
going back to eachother,
it ususally means,
it was ment to be if a man takes the risk to cheat,
he's saying this is worth losing her PEOPLE ARE STUPiD
they buy clothes they don’t like
with the money they don’t have
to impress people they don’t like | you don't go to highschool to find your husband,
you go there to find your bridesmaids |
perfect lie. perfect cry.
perfect knife. perfect cut.
perfect blood. perfect death
the world is so depressing. She stands there crying while he watches and bites his lip to remind him that he can't comfort her anymore.
she's a pretty girl. she's always falling down, and i think i just fell in love with her, but she won't ever remember.
I'll pretend i don't see you
until the day you finally see me.
Damaged goods, they say,
or maybe she's just a package
waiting to be picked up.
In those days, we used to laugh like
the world around us didn't matter at all.
Now, we cling to what remains of our past;
never forgetting the world that once was.
You might've heard I roll with a dangerous crowd;
we're crazy and we might laugh a little to loud,
but that never hurt anyone; only the good die young.
I've been hiding my face for so long,
it's a wonder you still know my name.
I never knew I lost you.
Somewhere between the
meaningless conversations,
and pointless talks at night, I lost you.
I didn't know it; I didn't until you were gone. "Friendship... is not something you learn in school. But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven't learned anything."
Contrary to what the cynics say, distance is not for the fearful, it is for the bold. It's for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It's for those knowing a good thing when they see it, even if they don't see it nearly enough. I saw the days of the year stretching ahead like a series of bright, white boxes, and separating one box from another was sleep, like a black shade. Only for me, the long perspective of shades that set off one box from the next day had suddenly snapped up, and I could see day after day after day glaring ahead of me like a white, broad, infinitely desolate avenue. we should all be concerned about
the future because we will have to spend
the rest of our lives there. It's cold tonight.
The leaves scattered on the ground.
I miss the seasons
and the comfort of your smile.
Sometimes this all feels like a dream
I'm waiting for someone
to just wake me up from this life. You try your hardest, To perfect your explanation You lie until they run out Of questions. Pedro the Lion is loud in the speakers, and the city waits just outside our open windows. She sits and sings, legs crossed in the passenger seat, her pretty voice hiding in the volume. Music is a safe place and Pedro is her favorite. It hits me that she won't see this skyline for several weeks, and we will be without her. I lean forward, knowing this will be written, and I ask what she'd say if her story had an audience. She smiles. "Tell them to look up. Tell them to remember the stars." I would rather write her a song, because songs don't wait to resolve, and because songs mean so much to her. Stories wait for endings, but songs are brave things bold enough to sing when all they know is darkness. These words, like most words, will be written next to midnight, between hurricane and harbor, as both claim to save her. As we arrive at the treatment center, she finishes: "The stars are always there but we miss them in the dirt and clouds. We miss them in the storms. Tell them to remember hope. We have hope." ^ www.twloha.com She has known such great pain; haunted dreams as a child, the near-constant presence of evil ever since. She has felt the touch of awful naked men, battled depression and addiction, and attempted suicide. Her arms remember razor blades, fifty scars that speak of self-inflicted wounds. Six hours after I meet her, she is feeling trapped, two groups of "friends" offering opposite ideas. Everyone is asleep. The sun is rising. She drinks long from a bottle of liquor, takes a razor blade from the table and locks herself in the bathroom. She cuts herself, using the blade to write "FUCK UP" large across her left forearm. She is full of contrast, more alive and closer to death than anyone I've known, like a Johnny Cash song or some theatre star. She owns attitude and humor beyond her 19 years, and when she tells me her story, she is humble and quiet and kind, shaped by the pain of a hundred lifetimes. I sit privileged but breaking as she shares. Her life has been so dark yet there is some soft hope in her words, and on consecutive evenings, I watch the prettiest girls in the room tell her that she's beautiful. I think it's God reminding her. I've never walked this road, but I decide that if we're going to run a five-day rehab, it is going to be the coolest in the country. It is going to be rock and roll. We start with the basics; lots of fun, too much Starbucks and way too many cigarettes. As we arrive at the treatment center, she finishes: "The stars are always there but we miss them in the dirt and clouds. We miss them in the storms. Tell them to remember hope. We have hope." we all want to be, want to be somebody
right now we're just looking for the exit.
this is the way i would have done things.
up against the wall, up against the wall.
you got me up against your wall. i tried so hard to be her day, but the night has already taken me away. shedding dreams under the maple tree where i carved your name. nothing left, not even time. straight reads the line, his life had reached the end wanting only to be loved by adrienne. latters explained his grief,
but she would never read. his wrists would bleed, but she would never see. so he took his life at the age of 23 and she had always loved him.
but he would never know. for she covered her love like stars cover the sky. hiding her heart fearing what he would find inside. years took her away. a widow she remained. holding him deep inside wishing she too would die. time favors no one and if we wait
we too can fall in love a second too late. i sit in this house alone with fresh photographs and i just can’t relax. the green eyes you're the one that i wanted to find and anyone who tried to deny you, must be out of their minds. so let me take this medicine to quench my love for violent things. my swan song will
be like a bullet laced in anger as the razor cuts a soft spot on your heel. do you see the life i lead? so follow me into the sun, and i will bleed, the poisons dry. that night we talked, we talked about life, about our times together. maybe we aren't the same two kids we once were, but some things never change. some things last, and even though i didn't know was what going to happen to us or where we were going, i just knew i couldn't let you out of my life. it feels like the stars are getting closer and the sky is closing in. and i don't know where to begin. "stay in touch" you muttered as i walked away. not realizing that i planned on forgetting you. because unlike you, i can't just shrug my shoulder. because unlike me, you never even cared. maybe we, why don’t we sit right here for half an hour. we’ll speak of what
a waste i am and how we missed a beat again. look how pretty she is when she falls down. you were just a boy on a bed in a room, like a kaleidoscope is a tube full of bits of broken glass. but the way i saw you was pieces refracting the light, shifting into an infinite universe of flowers and rainbows and insects and planets, magical dividing cells, pictures no one else knew. That girl over there, she looks so strong.
That girl over there, pretends nothing is wrong.
That girl, she cries those crimson tears.
That girl, is forced to lie about her fears.
That girl, she barely can make it through the day.
That girl, doesn't understand how to pray.
That girl, all she wants is to be saved.
That girl, she wants to walk on streets of gold with Jesus, not a street that is brick paved.
That girl, I know her farely well.
That girl, she's scared she's going to burn in hell.
That girl, She wishes you would open your eyes and see.
That girl, I must confess, that girl, well, she is me. she self destructs but you wouldn't know;
she does it to know that she has control over something;
she does it because no one was there for her;
but she hides so well so you turn up the music
and try to block out the screams
you try to ignore your heart
as it crumbles and bleeds
the pain is too much
you can't take it anymore
and everytime you turn up the volume
you scream a little more I just started crying. Because of all the shit that has been happening lately. With everyone and everything.
I hate this She's screwed up a thousand times,
&& every time she's done it differently everything i do seems to be wrong
&everything wrong i do, my depression gets worse
i hate myself, i hate who i've become
i hate my parents for making me this way I'm completely unconnected.
Constantly rejected.
Like everything I've ever loved is coming down.
I'm drowning in emotion.
In the middle of the ocean.
Never knowing when it's over and I'm going down.
That's how I feel.
Then you see me.
Say you don't even know me Life hurts, and you know it. You're depressed and maybe suicidal sometimes. Your depression and wistfullness are probably linked to self-hatred. For you, physical suffering like hunger pangs and headaches represents the emotional pain you're in. You wish you were healthy, but by now it doesn't seem possible So look at her and stare into her eyes,
Can you even tell she is the girl who cries?
Can you tell shes the one who cant sleep at night?
Maybe she needs to be held so tight.
Maybe shes sad and maybe shes hurt razors. pills. guns.
and you all think i'm safer in my room Cutting isn’t something you do for fun…
It’s a relief when you have nowhere to run… the music blasts louder in her headphones, pretending that his words never exsisted. pretending that her friends were there for her. knowing that the only comforting thing she has is the music in her headphones. the one thing that WON'T let her down she's such a pretty little thing
but when they give her compliments
she just wants them to shut up,
because no matter what
she still isn't good enough Once upon a time
I was a happy and optimistic little girl
Once upon a time
I was always kind and sweet to all
Once upon a time
the only cuts I had were from the playground
Once upon a time
I was okay It's funny how appealing the curve of the noose
or the glint of the blade
or the top of the roof
or the bottle of pills
Looks when you're all alone
And suicide is looking
sweeter every day The veins in my wrists beg
they beg for the pleasurable blade
So I grab a knife and humor them
making reality fade Don't ask me if I'm okay
'cause you ain't gonna get the truth
Look at my wrists
Are they covered?
Are there new wounds?
Yeah, I'm not okay today You think I'm doing this for attention?
Yeah, sure.
Well today I punched one of my friends
and I'm a pretty non-violent person
because he tried to take my wristband
covering this thing for 'attention' I don't know why I do the things I do
Why I don't eat breakfast or lunch
Why I cut my wrists and hide it
Why I cry over little things
Why I'm the way I am
I've been on a downward spiral
and it all started when I lost you Dear God, It's your little girl again I have some things to say, You see this world were living in It isn't all that great, The bombs are dropping, The kids are starving, The women are slaving away, Children are crying, Teens are dieing. And our parents don't seem to care. Drugs are our gateway. Drinkings our only safe. Suicide rates are higher. But we still all say were okay. God I have some questions: Why aren't you stopping it. Why are we dieing. Why are we just wasting away. Why can't we be okay? I'm crying out for help you see Lord. Please. H E L P what if the guy you secretly love tells
you that he has already found that special
someone, that he wants to spend forever
with. would you be brave enough to ask him
who it was? or bear the pain inside, not
knowing that it was you after all i need someone to tell me the truth
when i'm surrounded by people who
can't stop telling me lies. I've got some imperfections
But how can you collect them all and throw them in my face Depressions and ugly addiction
Thats all I can say.
Is the confusion that gets us
Its the hatred that drives us
The sadness that kills us
The dreams that fill us
And the beauty that keeps us hooked.
No matter how much blood thats shed
No matter the weight of despair
The feeling of hopelessness is always there
When no one else is.
Its what separates the insane from the sane
What holds the fear and the pain
What drowns your every thought
And actions making you believe youre nothing but a fault
The cause is always unknown
For if it wasnt, then we'd all go home
To the base of happiness A notebook and a black pen,
She starts writing her words,
Words that heal her soul,
But scare all who read,
Writing her wins and loses,
Writing the pains left lingering,
And she just hopes that there is enough paper,
For her to be able to express all her emotions
& all that shes been feeling for the past time. the truth is i've never fooled anyone.
i've let people fool themselves.
they didn't bother to find out who and what i was.
instead they would invent a character for me. i wouldn't argue with them.
they were obviously loving somebody i wasn't do you know what it feels like to hate yourself?
do you know what it feels like to wish you were dead?
do you know what it feels like to hate your world?
i do...&& it's eating me up inside There comes a time in your life when you have to
keep your pain a secret, you cant risk anyone finding
out, and not even your best friend can know, you have to fight it yourself,
you cant get any help from anyone, you cant risk it....
You cant risk getting even more hurt...
You know your life is empty,
and you hate to face this world alone.
So your searching for an angel.
Someone that can make you whole.
I cannot save you..
I can't even save myself.
So just save yourself. don't let anyone ever promise you that they
won't ever hurt you, because at one time or
another, it will happen. the real promise is if
the time you spend together will be worth the pain.
be your own hero and stand up for yourself. sometimes you just can't tell someone how you feel. not because you don't trust them, and you think they'll think you're weird, but because you can never really find the right words to make them understand. it makes you fustrated. people take things 100 different ways, and that's why it's so hard. but if what you're trying to say is meant to be said, it will find a way to be understood. for once,
i wanna be the one that's beautiful.
i wanna be the one that all the guys want.
i wanna be the one that's always smiling.
i wanna be the one that nobody forgets maybe my heart told your heart
it had a parking place
outside or that we both like taking walks
and doing things at night.
maybe our hearts
have the same favorite colors
and found each other that way
or maybe it was because they both like sunshine best
and always tell the summer to stay.
maybe your heart sent my heart a secret message
that said "I've been waiting for you, lets go love,"
or maybe
when it comes to things like this,
there aren't reasons,
hearts just know. You were a priority. Was I an option? She's a disaster.
She loses faith in herself every day.
Her life is a mess and she doesn't even care.
No one understands her.
And people say stuff to put her down and
no one even notices that she might be breaking inside.
Or they never notice that maybe she needs a hug from someone.
Or someone to sit there with her and listen to her.
Maybe thats all she needs She screams a long, misery filled, scream. She is so frustrated she doesnt know how to react. Being mad is not enough anger, being upset is not enough misery. So she is frustrated that she cant think straight. And sadly, being frustrated doesnt help much either. Her anger and frustration is so pure that her blood is almost hot. She is tired of all of it. The talking, the whispering when she walks in the room, she is tired of it. She runs to her room and slams the door, locking it. She is not crying because she is sad, she is crying because she is so mad that she doesnt know what else to do. How could the people who were suppose to be her 'friends', the ones that had promised to always be there no matter what, those friends do the things she had cried to them about, the ones that upset her so. She just doesnt understand how they understand what she is going through and how they agree how awful it is what everyone is saying but they are saying all the same things. She blares the music up and tries to drown everything out; all the bullshit. As loud as the music is, the thoughts blare over the music, consuming her every action. She cant breathe without thinking about it, she cant do anything. She cant go anywhere because she doesnt know if the people she is sitting around hanging out with are secretly talking about her behind her back, or even worse, to everyone else in the world. She screams again; she cant take this anymore. She tried to be strong and block it out, just telling herself that it would all be over with soon. But it is never ending, it will never stop, she doesnt deserve this. Shes done, this girl just BROKE Hey mommy, are you going to hit me again,
are you going to cause me to bleed.
Are you going to add more to these cuts and bruises,
the ones no ones ever seen.
Are you going to hit me so hard again that I'll spit out blood,
will you sit back with tears in your eyes,
and question what you've done?
Or will it be like the time you hit me so hard i feel asleep,
will there be blood all on the floor
because the gashes you cause are so deep.
Hey mommy, did you know you've killed me deep inside.
Mommy I want you to know I'm sick of having to lie.
Im sick of makeing up excuses "Oh, I just tripped and fell."
Hey mommy as mean as this sounds... I hope you go to hell.
Maybe then you'll feel what I've felt for all these years.
Then you'll understand why I shed these tears Hey mommy, can you please stop yelling at me,
I know im not the best.
Hey mommy, did yuou know your words hurt me,
they rip straight through my chest.
Hey mommy, I dont think you understand
the way you make me feel.
Hey mommy, these cuts on wrists are because of you,
and they wont seem to heal.
Hey mommy, did you know because of you,
I've contemplated several ways I want to die.
Hey mommy did you know,
I've been thinking of suicide for a very long time.
Hey mommy, did you know you've spat in my eyes,
and stepped on these dreams i once considered mine.
Hey mommy, i dont think you've noticed but
your pushing me too far.
Hey mommy, my wrists are bleeding
and they will not scar.
He mommy, i wish you knew that your
causing me soo much pain.
Mommy, I want you to know.
YOUR DRIVING ME INSANE <emo_icons_rock 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 best friends Next time my name's about to roll off your tongue, I hope you choke on it I like dead end signs. I think they're kind. At least they have the decency to let you know when you're going nowhere. Im sorry;; for being alive sometimes Im sorry;; for breathing Im sorry;; for loving you Im sorry;; for being me Im sorry;; for being in this family Im sorry;; for joining that team Im sorry;; for the drugs I do Im sorry;; for all I drink Im sorry;; for wanting to be perfect Im sorry;; for the cuts and scars But you see theres nothing I can do Maybe you can help me Heavenly Father, Help us remember that the jerk who cut us off in
traffic last night is a single mother who worked nine hours that day and is rushing home to cook dinner, help with homework, do the laundry and spend a few precious moments with her children.
Help us to remember that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young
man who can't make change correctly is a worried 19-year-old college student, balancing his apprehension over final exams with his fear of not getting his student loans for next semester.Remind us, Lord, that the scary looking bum, begging for money in the same spot every day is a slave to addictions that we can only imagine in our worst nightmares. Help us to remember that the old couple walking annoyingly slow through the store aisles and blocking our shopping progress are savoring this moment, knowing that, based on the biopsy report she got back last week, this will be the last year that they go shopping together .Heavenly Father, remind us each day that, of all the gifts you give us, the greatest gift is love . It is not enough to share that love with those we hold dear. Open our hearts not to just those who are close to us, but to all humanity. Let us be slow to judge and quick to forgive, show patience, empathy and love Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be her.
To be the most gorgous girl in the school, To
have the most friends, To have everyone be
in love with me. But when I take another look,
I've got something she doesn't. I've got you. Cutter's Lullaby
Go to sleep and close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn.
You know the pain that they have endured silver metal
shine so bright
scarlet blood
that feels so right.
dream of that blood trickling down,
and wake up just before you drown. the moonlight shining off
your tears as you bleed out your worst fears.
so tonight when you start to cry
whisper the cutters lullaby: hushabye baby,
your almost dead, you don't have a pulse
and your pillow is red.
your family hates you
your friends let you bleed
sleep tight with a knife,
cause its all that you need. Rockabye baby,
Broken and scarred,
You didn't know life would be this hard.
Time to end the pain you hid so well
And down will come baby,
Straight back to hell I'd Prefer To Be Hurt By The Truth,
Then Have My Hopes Up So High
By A Worthless Lie when you photograph in color,
you show the color of the clothes.
when you photograph in black and white,
you show the color of the soul Miss drop - dead - gorgeous,
please drop dead. This scene has played a million times
Memories are turned to lies
This stolen kiss is my surprise
I close my eyes and make a wish
And realize I've never felt this feeling in my heart
I can't describe I'm falling. This is how you want it? Ill treat you like you treat me,
You'll be breaking down in no time. He doesnt even care enough to fucking call.
He doesnt care enough to give a shit at all.
And he will let her destroy herself
And he wont even look twice
but by tomarrow morning she will take her own life. Rooftop dancing in the summer heat
New car crash on a one way street
Strangers moving up to the fourth floor
Strange, now nobody knows me more All we have now is how you remember me. I want that memory to be strong and beautiful. If i know I am remembered that way-
I can face anything. Dont you see? your my immortality you want me to be your rockabilly bebe.
your marilyn monroe with a pinch of audrey.
Your sweet girly chic with a touch of pain.
You tell me to be your everything,
And i tell you if you think ill change for you,
you, boy, are totally insane. She actually pulled the trigger. And now shes gone.
She left no chance for apologies. She left no explanations.
And everyone who loved her cries now. Nobody understands.
All they feel is pain. Now they know how she had felt for so long.
And her? She will never get the chance to feel anything again. Three hundred miles til we see city lights
and im speeding by looking for a hotel 'vacant' sign.
Oh this no mans land is quiet and it singing me to sleep.
Im gonna drive myself off the road before ive finished counting sheep.
And its close your eyes and mesh the gas
silly girl, your death is gonna come so fast. A laundry list of problems
doesn't make you interesting.
And never getting help
doesn't make you brave. oh he had no idea that she threw up after every meal.
And he had no idea that she had forgotten how to feel.
he couldnt see she was one cut away from death
Oh he couldnt see she would keep destroying herself til there was nothing left. Its easy to pretend that you dont care.
oh its easy to imagine life if you were never there
and its easy to wish for things you know youll never get
but try as you might, its so hard to forget. There are millions of people out there. But in the end, it all comes down to one. I still panic sometimes; Forget to breathe. But i know theres something beautiful in all my imperfections. A beauty in which he held out for me to see.
A strength that can never be taken away It makes me sick, to know that one day
You’ll buy a shirt from my band
Because it's the latest trend
Your belt buckle says you're hard
But you're only hard when you're not alone
Let me take this moment to
break the trust with the ones that you love. No-one knows her secret, she's always hid it well
Her old man said he'd kill her if she would ever tell
What happened behind closed doors that sunny summer day
What happened in her childhood when mother was away Ill scream it in your face hoping maybe youll understand.
They only want in you pants, not to hold your hand.
Silly, naive little girl. Yeah i was like you once.
I drank my sorrows away and i felt into the arms of any guy
But you know where that led me to;
legs spread, sweat drenched, screaming and begging for that boy to stop.
but guess what, no matter what i said he wouldnt, he didnt. <--me So pop that pill
And put another fake smile on your face
Just because the sun rises tomorrow
Doesn’t mean you’ll make it through today. Take the razor && slice the skin,
fall to the ground && the world spinning round,
loosing breath, so near to death,
lights getting dim && all you can see is him. You knew that i was a sucker for stolen kisses.
So you stole them every chance you got.
you whispered pretty words that gave a hopeless girl hope.
yeah, you built me up just to push me down.
my heart was broken before, its completely shattered now.<--me Well we agree that he is douche bagidy bag – SCOTT!!!! You're desperate in finding something else to please you. You've been searching your whole life for something to mute, change, or just distract you. Something to put inside you to give you the illusion of life, because you've always been barely alive Every addiction is just a way to treat this same problem. Drugs or overeating or alcohol or sex, it is all just another way to find peace. To escape what we know. Our education. Our bite of the apple. Language is just our way to explain away the wonder and glory of the world. To deconstruct. To dismiss. People can't deal with how beautiful the world really is. How it can't be explained and understood. - "Survivor" by Chuck Palahniuk Don't pretend you're sorry.
I know you're not. the rebel may not live as long as the cautious person but if you think about it the cautious person never really lived at all you can't describe the feeling to anyone-not even your best friends-because the rush that you get around him is more than anyone could ever explain we used to talk about everything
but now its impossible to even
start a decent conversation with
you. you can't deny it. things have
changed. we've changed &
you have to face the fact that i will
no longer be there every single time
you need me. the truth is what it is
& that is i do not have anymore
respect for you as an individual now
you're just another face in the crowd The truth of it all is, i didnt cut myself to watch myself bleed.
I cut myself to make sure i still had the potential to bleed.
To make sure that i could still feel and that there was an ounce of life left.
Yeah i cut not for the satisfaction of being closer to death, but to know i was alive. < Words_are_bullets I'm screaming at the top of my lung's
But no one even turns around.
how could be nothing to them,
As im crying on the ground. my choices would be
easier to make if i
knew that you were out of reach. Normal is absence of individuality. i do forgive people because I know
we all make mistakes but why should
I forgive someone who's repeated this
mistake over and over again without
learning from it. and by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt I might like to get to know you
But I can't hear you right now,
You're competing with the music
But the music's way too loud Love comes when manipulation stops.
When you think more about the other person
than about his or her reactions to you.
When you dare to reveal yourself truthfully.
When you dare to be vulnerable. Oh boo hoo.
You have a sob story.
We all have a sob story.
Don't think you're special,
or different because you're hurting.
Here's a secret...
We're all hurting. Come on, you could change me.
You could steal me. You could turn all the lights on,
and show me the real me. Then maybe, if I'm lucky,
you'll offer me protection. You could even heal me. if you're going to be a dick,
at least be consistant. In a coffee shop behind menus
Into a porcelain cup where you broke the news
When you said there's
"Nothing here left for you"
Well, I guess you meant 'me too'. and in the end I'm not perfect.
I'll annoy you and tick you off,
say stupid things and then take them back again,
but put that all aside and you'll never
find a girl that loves you as much as I do. "tell me my dreams are unrealistic,
because i'll tell you,
yours aren't big enough." She was everything beautiful and different
Stupid boy
You can't fence that in
It's like holding back the wind Computer games don't affect kids, I mean, if Pac Man affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching pills, and listening to repetitive music. If we could decide who to love, life would
be a lot simpler, but a lot less magical. A friend would lend you an umbrella
in the rain, but a true friend would
take yours & scream "RUN, BITCH, RUN!!" You have beautiful, beautiful eyes.
So bright and alive and enchanting.
I want to be with you all of the time. Every night she finds herself
lying in bed, reliving and remembering
every glance he gave and every word he said. I beg to differ with all your pointing fingers.
And second guessing, my second chances.
Because you're whats been keeping me up at night. It's been an hour ...
And we've been walking for a million miles tonight
Don't fight the things I know you want to say to me
So please, don't make it harder than it has to be. A pale smile struggles behind tears
While passion meets you striking at your face
Instantly we bottle our feelings
So tell me why are you crying?
The price for wanting more. I want to be the kind of girl...
who leaves an everlasting impression
on someone. I don't want to be the
type that you'll forget in a week. I
want to be hard to forget. I want to
have the kind of impact on someone
where they know they'll never find
anyone who can take my place In life there are people
who you feel comfortable with
they may not be your best friends
but for some reason, when it all goes to hell
that person comes to mind.
Kind of like a place to go
When the answer’s Not at home Lifes too short
to wake up in the morning with regrets,
so love the people who treat you right,
forget about the ones who don't.
Believe that everything happens for a reason,
and if you get a chance, take it.
If it changes your life, then let it.
Nobody said it'd be easy,
they just promised that it would be worth it. Rumors are vicious, talk is cheap.
Words are malicious, secrets you should keep.
Gossip is fake and it'll make the deepest cut
so learn from the past and keep your mouth shut. Dear Mr. Vernon,
We accept the fact that we had to sacrafice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong. But we think you're crazy for making us write an essay tell you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us, in the simplest terms, in the most convienent definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basketcase, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question?
Sincerely yours,
The Breakfast Club i feel the mailce in my veins. my heart swells witrh hatred in your name. and when you've got nothing to turn black and blue, you still got hell to look forward to. i guess some kids are just born with tragedy in their blood. i try to wash this away, i wanna cleanse your veins. murder his ego. you lie with the best of them. i know you do. i know you don't mean a word you say. none of it is true, but every word you say brings butterflies this isn't anything new. i swear i'll know your face in the crowd. and i'll hear your voice so loud when you're whispering. 'm not a perfect girl. my hair doesn't always stay in place and i spill a lot of things. i'm pretty clumsy and sometimes i have a broken heart. my friends and i sometimes fight and maybe some days nothing goes right but when i think about it and take a step back, i remember how amazing life truly is and that maybe, just maybe, i like being unperfect. it's amazing how whenever i try to like another guy you always seem to sneak into my mind and whisper, "hey, remember me?" you have no idea what you do to me, you can make me feel more emotions in one second then i would normally feel in one year. call i'm desperate for your voice. listening to the song we used to sing in the car. do you remember? butterfly, early summers. it's playing on repeat, just like when we "stay in touch" you muttered as i walked away. not realizing that i planned on forgetting you. because unlike you, i can't just shrug my shoulder. because unlike me, you never even cared I'm starting to realize that we live
in order to change someone else's life what happend to those girls? the ones that were supposed to grow old together, and marry those stupid boys they always loved? what happend to those girls that sat up all night prank calling boys that hurt them? what happend to the girls that pinky promised they'd be bestfriends forever? And so our adventure ends. And some of us found our heroes, and others
unconquered their fears. And one might even say we’ve triumphed. I’m not sure if
it happened that day or that summer, but somehow, we all felt older and different. I
knew I’d never forget any of it and I decided I wasn’t gonna let it end because I
realized we’re not just given life experience …we’re given the experience of life. Our four years have all become unraveled and so our high school story
finally ends. But years from now, no matter where we've traveled, we'll
all look back and think about our friends. The thing that is really hard, and really
amazing, is giving up on being perfect
and beginning the work of
becoming yourself. I LIKE DEADEND SIGNS
they're kind,
they at least have
the decency to let you know
you're going no where
after a while. you finally learn who
your real friends are & know to say
fuck the rest The more you lie -
the easier it gets.
The only trouble is,
after awhile you end
up lying to yourself . cause thats what people do :
they leap, & hope to god they can [ fly ]
because otherwise we just drop like a rock
wondering the whole way down,
"why the hell did i jump?" but here i am falling.
and there`s only one person that makes me feel
like i can fly and it`s you im a straight forward kinda girl.
if you ask me what im thinking
ill tell you. no sugar coating.
cause thats not what lifes about.
its about dealing with the pain that
comes along. so if you are going to
tell me how you feel- dont lie.
if i ask something, i want to know
the truth- not the lie. Fate is an elegan,t cold hearted WHORE lately i'm alright.
lately i'm not scared.
i figured out, that
what you do to me...
feels like i'm floating on air. when you start to miss me,
just remember; you're the one
who LET ME GO. hate is a strong word,
but i really really really
don't like you. SORRY HUN. BUT UNLIKE YOU, I'M NOT
A DOORKNOB WHERE EVERYONE GETS
A TURN. I'M MORE OF A CASINO. WHERE
ONLY THE LUCKY ONES WIN THE JACKPOT do i have to spell it out for you,
or scream it in your face?
oh the chemistry between us
COULD DESTORY THIS PLACE. Never lie, cheat, steal or drink.
But if you must lie, lie in the arms of the one you love.
If you must cheat, cheat death.
If you must steal, steal away from bad company.
and if you must drink, drink to the moments that take your breath away.
--Hitch I can't pop a cherry.
But I can make a banana cream. Eyes blinded by painted smiles, WE LIVED A LIFETIME THAT NIGHT. They say you need to pray if you want to go to heaven.
But they don't tell you what to say when your whole life has gone to hell. LOSE ONE FRIEND. lose all friends. LOSE YOURSELF.
GO AHEAD, stab me in the BACK.
but while you're back there...
KISS MY ASS. ins't it sratgne taht you can sltil raed tihs eevn tohugh
the ltetres are mexid up? it's bceuase the hmuan mnid
olny fcouses on the frist and last ltetres od the wrod.
its lkie baeuty, poeple olny pay atetntoin to the otusdie... say anything, but say what you mean;;
when you whisper you want this. i am who i am.
your approval isn't
DESIRED or REQUIRED. CHEERS... to another awkward moment. "It does not do well to dwell on dreams and forget to live."
-Albus Dumbledore. Sticks and stones are hard on bones,
Aimed with anger art. Words can hurt
like anything. But silence breaks the heart. Your voice, like the sound of sirens
To a house on fire... YOU'RE SAVING ME. different and unique were taken over by the crowd
you are no longer you, because everyone else is too. tell me how you feel,
come out of the dark...
we can head back home
and i'll know where to start. You be the Dairy Queen and I'll be your Burger King:
You treat me right, and I'll do it your way. Stupid nicknames for each other
hugs from behind, late night talks
holding hands under the stars
laughing until our sides hurt
no... we're just friends The hurt began to fade, & it was easier to just let go, at least I thought it was, but in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you, & when the feelings got too strong, I'd write you another letter, but I never sent them, in fear of what I might find, by then, you'd gone on with your life, & I didn't want to think about you loving someone else, I wanted to remember us like we were that summer, I didn't ever want to forget that.
-The Notebook You've made me laugh,
You've made me cry,
You've made me heartbroken,
You've made me die I want to be the smile, the first thought,
the long drive or the short walk,
the last voice, the random call,
the laugh, the perfect kiss,
the comfort hug, your second half,
the sparkle in your eye,
the everything you need
just what you want..
i want to be your perfection © I didn't like myself until I met you. I fretted over every little bump on my face, every scar on my arm, every extra pound I saw on the scale. Now, every hair that's out of place and everything that comes out of my mouth wrong doesn't matter because you've embraced me for the way I am. you know you have the best of friends, when everytime your with them ;
you cant stop laughing. & when people ask you what your laughing at, you
just shrug & say " oh you wouldnt understand ". because some people hang on
when they should really let go i looked at him, he looked at me
and it's like in that one split second
we forgave each other for everything he was something worth tripping over
i just didn't know i would fall so hard the hardest thing in life is letting go
of what you thought was real <|3 we could be wrong for each other
or we could be a perfect match
but how are we ever going to
figure it out, if we dont g.i.v.e.i.t.a.t.r.y. my heart may freeze or burn
the pain will ease if i can learn
there is no future, there is no past
i live this moment as my last no one takes a picutre of something they want to forget <3 Look who's dying now.
Tears streaming down your face
it's funny how fate works.
what goes around, come around.
Watch your back, sweetheart.
They're out to get you
baby, I want the whole world to see,
just how good your love looks on me You're always going to mean the world to me.
I know you're the right one for me.
I just wish it was the right time for us.
I can't wait until love comes back to us Stupid nicknames for each other
hugs from behind, late night talks
holding hands under the stars
laughing until our sides hurt
no... we're just friends The hurt began to fade, & it was easier to just let go, at least I thought it was, but in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you, & when the feelings got too strong, I'd write you another letter, but I never sent them, in fear of what I might find, by then, you'd gone on with your life, & I didn't want to think about you loving someone else, I wanted to remember us like we were that summer, I didn't ever want to forget that.
-The Notebook Once you love, you cannot take it back, cannot undo it.
what you felt may have changed, shifted slightly, yet still remains love I met someone who drives me mad.
Who I'm going to fight with, laugh with, and do totally insane things with;
& it's someone who turns my life upside down. I'm in love. not the elementary school
love; where you go out for a week; hold
hands and say 'I love you' ; 'I love you too'
I mean; I really love him This is for the girls who never won.
The girls who stay up late at night listening to music that inspires them to do things next to impossible. the girls that laugh, smile, cry, and think on a daily basis. the girls who live and learn and regret. the girls who may never have it easy. the girls who learned the hard way, and lived to tell about it.
the real girls. Sometimes even though you're having
a good time, you can't help but stop and think
about the good old days Make up your mind.
Before you mess with mine relationships are like candles
some burn quickly,
dying out with a simple blow.
others burn the center out,
leaving a cold & hollow core.
some burn for a while & then
disappear in the blink of an
eye, while some burn, flicking,
wavering on & off.. & yet,
some last forever, & relight
the second they burn out so is this how it's gonna end?
walking past you in the crowded halls.
not anything but a sideways glance...
knowing that we were the ones who fell in love first Whats so great about broken hearts?
Obsessive thoughts and wondering
if hes feeling the same way you are? Love like it's going out of style
because you really never know
when it will. <3 And if you only knew the hours and hours
of time each day I waste just thinking about
you, you'd most definitely laugh. Fish without water, Piglet without Pooh,
Humans without air, In other words, me
without you If you ask me what I'm
thinking about, I'm just
going to warn you that
99.9 % of the time you'll
hear the words h i m. Ask me why I truly care about
him so much, and to tell you the
absolute truth, I really truly dont
know why. You've made me laugh,
You've made me cry,
You've made me heartbroken,
You've made me die i could spend my life, in this sweet surrender
i could stay lost in this moment forever
every moment spent with you
is a moment i tresure
&i dont wanna close my eyes
dont wanna fall asleep tonight
cuz i'd miss you baby,
and i dont wanna miss a thing<3
I want to be the smile, the first thought,
the long drive or the short walk,
the last voice, the random call,
the laugh, the perfect kiss,
the comfort hug, your second half,
the sparkle in your eye,
the everything you need
just what you want..
i want to be your perfection © I didn't like myself until I met you. I fretted over every little bump on my face, every scar on my arm, every extra pound I saw on the scale. Now, every hair that's out of place and everything that comes out of my mouth wrong doesn't matter because you've embraced me for the way I am. at one point a boy is going to see you,
and give you his hand to help you up,
from being put down. he’ll love you.
treat you the way you should be treated.
if you have no hope, just keep looking.
he`ll be there. Waiting. boy : who do you like ?
girl : some boy, but we're too good of friends.
boy : oh.
girl : who do you like ?
boy : some girl that doesn't want me back.
girl : I'm sure she does. Any girl
would be lucky to have you.
boy: well , I don't think she sees that. saw him the other day for the first time in months.
I mean, I've seen him recently, but today i really saw him.
me looking at him, him looking at me, right in the
eyes && straight to the heart. && i could feel it,
i could feel him, & it was amazing. It's there between us.
I just wish he wasn't too afraid to see it. i want to wear your baseball hat,
sit next to you at our high school football game,
and, have your arms wrapped around me,
knowing that nothing can take away this feeling. girl; Go away, just leave. Boy; i want you to look me in the eye and tell me you dont care girl; If I do that will you leave? Boy;yes girl; (looks around the room) I don`t care about you. Boy; you couldnt do it.... g |
