So take my picture and take a sharpie draw those wings and just pretend.
i'm through with it, all of it. i simply don't care anymore. i don't wanna care anymore. i'm walking away now & you can say or do what you want. it's not gonna stop me. i'm done with caring about you.
Do you ever jump to the phone cause you're praying that ONE person is calling? Well, do you know what it feels like to be let down EVERY time?
Guys Are Like ~Laxatives. They irritate the crap out of you. ~Weather. Nothing can be done to change them. ~Blenders. You need one, but you're not quite sure why. ~Commercials. You can't believe a word they say. ~Department stores. Their clothes are always 1/2 off. ~Government bonds. They take so long to mature! ~Mascara. They usually run at the first sign of emotion. ~Popcorn. They satisfy you, but only for a little while. ~Snowstorms. You never know when they're coming, how many inches you'll get, or how long it'll last. ~Lava lamps. Fun to look at but not very bright! ~Parking spots. All the good ones are taken, and the rest are handicapped
beginnings are scary - - endings are sad it`s the middle that counts the most so don`t look so hard for happy endings.. cause you might miss the [ best ] [ part ] [ of ] [ the ] [ story ]
If we're meant to be with eachother, we will be. Maybe not now, or tomorrow, but later and I can promise you that
people always ask me, "how can you like him?" "why do you love him?" but it's okay. i don't want them to understand because then they'd love him as much as I do.
& L a t e l y y o u r a l l i t h i n k a b o u t . . . <3
I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind.
just live a little <3 so stop planning your life and let it plan itself, quit trying to find the perfect boy and let him find you. if you don't want drama ; then don't talk shit. things are only as complicating as you make them.
so we [ fall ] for stupid boys. we make lots of dumb [ mistakes ] we like to act stupid, talk really fast, & [ laugh ] really loud. but us [ teenage ] girls, we're really good at one thing ;; staying [ strong ] <3 in order to be irreplacable one must always be d i f f e r e n t .
nobody understands how much i miss you. miss how much we used to talk and miss all the things we used to do. i try not to admit it to myself that i still feel this way. nobody knos that i still wake up thinkin of you each day... i still think of you n i really do miss you. i would give up everything i to have you
Hands touch, eyes meet Sudden silence, sudden heat Hearts leap in a giddy whirl He could be that boy But I'm not that girl.
you're the only thing that can fix her good luck. you'll need it. because boy, she's broken in half
sometimes even though you`re having a good time, you can`t help but stop and think about the good old days
they were in mad love until she woke up.
it`s the kinda crush when i just finish putting up my away message, about to walk out the door, but he signs on & suddenly, whatever i was gonna do, & where ever i was gonna go doesn`t matter anymore .. talking to him does
love never wanted me
she finally lets go of her fake smile & the tears slowly roll down her face as she whispers in the mirror "i don`t wanna be me .. "
boy, i don`t know what you do .. but you`ve really got me smiling & i`m really starting to like you
don't ever tell me if you stop loving me
they say time heals everything. yeah, like when you're six feet beneath the dirt, that kind of time? look on the bright side of things. ... you're still breathing.
damn this destiny and damn this twist of fate and damn its five am and i'm still awake.
it's kinda like you're a rockstar and i just want your autograph on my heart.
i know i'm full of disappointments and insecurities, but i can promise you there is a part of me worth keeping.
touchdown turnaround i never see you around anywhere or anymore you are what i'm looking for ;; i am yours and you are mine.
all a girl really wants is for a perfect boy to grab her hand and take her off to a place where she can just be herself
we don't talk anymore and i don't know why... it's like you gave me wings, then said it's illegal to fly.
i know you're too good for me, but i still can't stop daydreaming about what should have been.
his heart's finally broken, and she's finally gotten her revenge. she's finally vindicated for the nights she just couldn't stop crying. and he's finally crying, but you know what? she's still not happy. i guess heartbreak isn't her expertise.
hush, little baby, don't say a word. and never mind that noise you heard. it's just the beast under your bed in your closet, in your head.
they ask me why i like him and all i can say is "he cared when no one else did."
she's done trying to be perfect. she's worn out, and she has nothing left to give.
remember when we were together? yeah, me neither. it's just another "should have been"
maybe it will get better soon. maybe we'll be better again. maybe we were never okay in the first place.
so here i am, looking pretty. for you & only you.
nothing is wrong. & asking is against the rules. crying is against the rules. you're strong: don't let them break you. they're trying to destroy you.
make sure the things you're living for are worth d y i n g for.
not even make-up could make her beautiful. because real beauty is loving yourself. & that's something she could never do.
so dear boy, would you run with me? would you take a walk with me? would you try to save me if i jumped off a cliff? would you even cry over my body? would you leave after this? would you move on?
don't stop talking when they don't listen. don't stop looking when the world has gone dark. don't stop touching when he pushes you away. don't stop reaching out for those who need care. don't stop loving... when all else fails. |