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21 dicembre This is life....This is to pushing on the splintered walls of the world, trying to break free.
This is to 4 a.m. phone calls and tears that can't be wiped away by tissues.
This is to a cancer patient dying in the end, because she wasn't strong enough anymore.
This is to red wine and cigarettes on the bathroom floor, to the boy that didn't love her back.
This is to valued letters and notes that got lost in the washer, torn into a million little pieces.
This is for unwanted help, and most needed attention;; to the girls that put up away messages in hopes he'll understand.
This is to not only the guys being heartbreakers, but the girls as well.
This is to the victims and the victimizers;; to the people that couldn't help it when they bled.
This is to those that have their hearts ripped from their sleeves.
This is to believing every lie.
This is to being sick to my stomach just thinking about him loving someone else.
This is to the pain I hold in every day.
This is to the escape I thought I found in him.
This is to those who live with a heart that has long since been broken.
This is to all the "what if?" 's and the wishes that'll never come true.
This is to feeling so desperate, but can't help it, because all you want is them back.
This is to all the words you never said and to the ones we choke on.
This is to holding your breath in that one perfect moment and being terrified that you'll blink and it'll all be gone.
This is to when is it all gone and you feel like you have nothing left.
This is to those who never got to say goodbye after saying something harsh before they left.
This is to everything you thought once meant something and never did.
This is to those who feel better arching than empty.
This is to what didn't happen.
This is to the tomorrows that are just another thing to get through.
This is to how I wish I'd never come that close to loving you.
This is to realizing that you are your own (and everyone else's) worst enemy.
This is to those who are dying to be alive.
This is to knowing a relationship may or may not work out, but taking the leap anyway.
This is to sticking your finger down your throat, in hopes that they'll accept you.
This is to every tear you've wasted on people who never cared.
This is to sitting and waiting for your phone to ring.
This is to being ignored and trying to be imperfectly perfect.
This is to finding him, and holding on tight.
This is to the girl behind that smile.
This is to those movies and magazines, the ones that make girls stop eating, stop breathing....stop caring.
This is to wanting to speak the most honest words you've ever spoken in your life, not knowing whether they should bring you closer t o living or dying.
This is for all of us who cry with dry eyes.
This is for those who fall in love in their dreams, and wake up only to wish to be sleeping again.
This is to not knowing, and this is to not wanting to know.
This is to true love never ignited.
This is to prose and poetry and those with tender hearts.
This is to those who'll never get it.... those who wonder where love starts.
This is to that one person who you think is the kindest, sweetest, smartest, and most beautiful person ever.
This is to that one person who meant everything.
This is to losing that one person.
This is to loving them, but having to say no to them.
This is to having that special person in your arms again, but knowing it won't last.
This is to those nights where you just can't sleep because every word they said to you replays, over and over.
This is to those days when you just stay at home, because you heart is too weak to take in laughing.
This is to those nights on the sidewalk where the two of you were the two of you again after so many years of changing.
This is to him telling your secrets that no one else is supposed to know.
This is to the girl that puts on his jacket when she's cold.
And this is to the guy that catches her smelling his scent.
This is to letting go just as they start to hold on.
This is to beautiful boys who are just beautiful friends.
This is to the ones that sit at home, lonely, hoping to find someone just like them.
This is to the people who constantly want to bring you down because you were successful and they couldn't come close.
This is to the boys that turned our hearts to glass just to shatter them and use the pieces to cut the wounds a little deeper.
This is to all the times I wish I had said no.
This is to all the times I knew what he was doing and I ignored it.
This is to those tingly butterfly feelings you get when they're around.
This is to the night when feelings changed.
This is to the broken mirror and the blood on your ankle.
This is to the very first kiss.
This is to eye contact, avoiding it, keeping it, trying to hide it.
This is to feeling emotionless, and watching yourself bleed to know you still feel it.
This is to the girl that never gives up, this is to the boy that lets her give up.
This is for teaching yourself how to care, when it's the last thing you want to do.
This is to the ones who still care, reciting promises of forever
. This is to the fish that killed off all the others in the tank and now just won't die.
This is to being so in love that it fucking scares you.
This is to the words never spoken.
This is to the fragile ones and the ones that never let them bruise.
This is to those who attempt perfect, but know they'll never achieve it.
This is to those who fight for the weak and hopeless.
This is to those who never give up on their dreams;; no matter what.
This is to the girls who pretend to be super girl just to hide their pain.
This is to the boys that made them hurt.
This is for the children who cry themselves to sleep at night, wishing that their parent's loved them.
This is to those who survived and have become stronger, better people.
This is to those who love that person more than they'll ever know, and have to live every day wondering if they really care about you too.
This is to life. My perfect man?I want a guy...
Who would move the hair away from my eyes and then kiss me. Hold my hand in line at the mall and make all the girls jealous.
A pretty boy ;; but not so pretty that I feel awkward.
Someone who would think I was beautiful if I dressed so trashy it was classy.
Someone who would sing to me at a random moment.
Who would let me sleep on their shoulder.
Someone who is more goofy than romantic, but knows the right things to say at the right times.
A boy who would beat the crap outta someone if they called me fat.
I want someone who would call me 3 times a day if he went away.
Someone who would let me gossip to him and he would just smile and agree with everything I said.
He would throw stuffed animals at me when I acted dumb, then dog pile on me and kiss me a million times.
We would bet kisses or who could beat who on a playstation's game that was a million years old.
&& someone would would make fun of me just to make me laugh.
He would surprise me with 25 cent rings and we would have a contest of how far we could spit our gum.
He would take me to the park and put his arms around me and give me bear hugs all the time.
Someone who would kiss my neck, just to have a reason to tell me how much he likes my new perfume.
And at night, we would dance in our pj's.
We would always take pictures in photo booths.
He would never turn down a trip to the boardwalk and we'd play tag on the beach.
He would tell all his friends about me and smile when he did it.
We would sit on the kitchen floor and eat peanut butter and jelly sandwitches.
And we'd make out in the pouring rain.
He would tell me when he didn't think something looked good and I wouldn't mind.
He would try to teach me how to play the guitar, but we would just end up laughing at each other.
He would run his fingers through my hair, even if it was dirty.
He would share lollipops with me and get along with all of my friends.
He would never be afraid to say I love you in front of his friends and he would argue about silly things with me then make up.
I want a boy who would take me to target just to make fun of some of the stuff there.
We would kiss at midnight on New Years and make funny faces at each other when we're on the phone.
I want a boy who would count the stars with me and be friends with my family.
I want someone who would stay home with me on a friday night just to watch movies together under the same blanket.
We would squirt water guns at each other in the house.
Someone who would tell me I'm beautiful, but not too often...someone who would look me in the eyes and tell me something serious that was also funny and make me promise not to laugh.
Someone who would make me laugh like no one else could.
Someone who would hold me closer than normal when I'm sick and would play with my hair.
We would buy tons of disposable cameras and take lots of pictures.
But mostly I want someone who would be my best friend and would never lie to me or break my heart....
I want a boy that will stay with me for always...he'll know you can never say I love you too many times.
But he knows not to say it if he doesn't mean it will all his heart.
He'll tell me we were like Nick && Jessica.
He'll give me his favorite hoodie so I can remember his scent.
He'll make me build a bears and he won't care how silly he looks in a store with a bunch of second graders because he'd know it would be special to me.
He'll stay home with me and watch The Notebook and he'll tell me he loved it, even though he didn't.
And the only person he would ever watch it with would be me.
He'll call me at 3 o'clock in the morning just to ask me what i'm doing.
He'll tell me he couldn't fall asleep because he was thinking about me, and he needed to hear my voice.
He can't walk next to me without holding my hand.
And he always whispers something sweet to me.
He'll take me to a concert to see his favorite band.
And he won't get embarressed to tell me he loves me in front of his friends.
When I cry, he'll tell me I'm too beautiful, and kiss every tear.
He'll always make me feel better because he knows that perfect things to say.
All of his friends will know we're in love.
He'll tell me I'm a princess && treat me like one too.
He'll love everything about me and tell me I'm perfect.
We'd always end up laughing at our silly fights.
Even if we're a million years old, butterflies will still go crazy inside of us.
Every time he kisses me, he'll tell me he'd die without me.
He'd surprise me by bringing me flowers when I'm having a bad day.
When we go out for ice cream, he'll put some on my nose, and I'll put it all over his face....&& we just never stop laughing.
He's interested in everything I have to say and cares about it.
He'll buy me jewelry and bouncy balls from vending machines.
He won't stop playing until he's won me a stuffed animal.
He'll take walks with me in the snow and we'll catch snowflakes on our tongues ;; he doesn't even like snow but I love it.
Everytime I hear his name, it takes my breath away.
With him, I can never win or lose....because everything about him is just wonderful.
PERFECT.
I'll be his everything and he'll be even more to me...he'll love me always.<3 19 dicembre Friends..Enemies...Past and the Presentpeople said i've changed so much.
well here's the honest truth. i grew up. i stopped letting people push me around. i learned that you can't always be happy. i accepted reality  It`s those moments when you drive around in a car full of friends around a town too small for you. Where you gasp for beath between each laugh. It`s about those moments where you get high off of just breathing in so deep, you feel your lungs getting cold. For a second, that split second, you don`t care. You don`t care about school, about parents, about money, about rules, or broken hearts. Who you care about are the kids sitting next to you. Cause it`s all we really need, isn`t it? Those kids next to you. The ones who make you feel invincible, even at your weakest points.
 Sometimes, Your friends can hurt you more than your enemies could ever do.
 you know someone is a true friend when,
you are about to break down & cry, but they will say the stupidest, most random thing just to see you smile i look at my friends then i look at me.
without my friends who would i be? my friends, my sisters, my shadow, my world. where would i be without my girls? 05 dicembre truth?And she would change everything, everything just ask her.
Caught in the in between, a beautiful disaster, And she just needs someone to take her home. I feel so alone...
I am just so sad...
and I never feel happy anymore...
03 dicembre The only person you need to impress is yourself...the only person you need to impress is yourself.
Keep the picture, they never change. Only the people in them do.
Drama, emotions, changes, tears, broken heart. And these are suppose to be the best years of our lives?
Hiding something doesn’t get you any where. Either you show your feelings or its pointless to have them.
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