Howdy folks! I know I've been gone for a while, but i'm semi-backk(:
I'll start making quotes again(hopefully) and maybe even talking?
I guess we'll just have to try out this new shindig and find out(;
h i i ' m m e a g a n I hatched on September the first in the splendid year of 1996. I'm an odd onee, but I'm sure you figured that out all by yourself. I can be happy and hyper, or quiet and depressed, depending on the people I'm withh. I'm a Grammar Nazi. Be afraid. I'm pretty random. I live for music. I would die without it. I wanna travel when I'm old enough. I wanna make a difference, and help people. I dream of Africa. A little hut on the safari with adopted babies and the guy of my dreams. I've done a lotta stupid shit in my life, and I don't regret any of it. I wear way too many bracelets, but that's the way I like it. I do my best to be an original person, and I hate when people try to copy me. My one piece of advice? Don't judge a life you've never lived. I love my friends, because they're the ones who keep me insane. Well, add a pinch of sugar, a whole lotta spice and sarcasm, and you've got the cookie that I like to call me.
I've decided to try the Ten-Day Challenge! Calm down, i know you're all overly excited.
Day One: 10 things I want to say to 10 people. Day Two: 9 Things about my self.
Day Three: 8 ways to win my heart.
Day Four: 7 things that cross my mind a lot.
Day Five: 6 things I wish I've never done.
Day Six: 5 people who mean a lot to me(in no special order).
Day Seven: 4 turn offs.
Day Eight: 3 turn on's.
Day Nine: 2 smilers that describes my life right now.
Day Ten: 1 confession
I miss second grade nobody wore makeup. we didn't know what a skanky outfit was, much less how to wear one. the best thing ever was finding a cookie in your lunchbox. the hardest math problem was 3x4. the best way to get attention from boys was to bring your Pokemon cards to school. You could be as weird as you wanted, and everyone still loved you for you. I miss that. ♥
&maybe, for once, she’s gona let it all go. Maybe, she’s gonna b r e a k - x x x - d o w n . Maybe, she’s gonna let everyone see through the walls she put up. Maybe she’s gonna let them all see why she has those scars, and why she wears so many bracelets. Maybe, she’s gonna show them all the pain she goes through every day. But maybe, she’ll manage t o s t a y s t r o n g f o r one more day…
Sillyboy. Can’t you see? She’s in love-xxx- with you. No, not just some cute little playground crush, love. She’s in deep. She loves everything about you. Even the way you shade your eyes when the sun shines in your face. The way you just stare off at nothing, just thinking. The way you make her hope and pray that you’re thinking of her. Stupidboy. Can’t you see? You’re killing her.
Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you, never try to trim your own bangs, and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, every story we're told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending; we don't learn how to read the signs. How to tell the ones who want us from the ones who don't; the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn't include love, maybe the happy ending is just moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is knowing after all the unreturned phone calls and broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment, you never gave up hope <3
Look at this. Just look. Look at the mess we made. Yeah, you’ll somehow make this my fault. >>But I don’t care anymore\\ I’m sick of this hurt, this guilt. I’m sick of feeling betrayed and alone every day. I’m sick of the - xxx - fights over nothing. I’m sick of how you always make me the bad one. I don’t want this. I want the old us. I want the two best friends that hung out every day. I don’t know what’s happening to us, but I don’t like it. I just want my best friend back*
Take Chances. Take a lot of them. Because honestly, no matter where you end up, it always ends up just the way it should be. Your mistakes make who you are. You learn & grow with each choice you make. Everything is - xxx - worth it. Say how you feel, always. Be you & be okay with it.