Dear Boy, Dear Boy, I want a man who knows what love is all about. I want a man who knows what love is. All about you are kind, You are kind, generous, thoughtful. People who generous, thoughtful people who are not like you. Admit to are not like you admit to being useless and inferior. being useless and inferior. You have ruined me. For other You have ruined me for other men. I yearn for you. men I year! For you I have no feelings whatsoever. When I have no feelings whatsoever when we're apart. we're apart I can be forever happy. Will you let me be? I can be forever happy- will you let me be yours? -Girl Yours, Girl Punctuation counts
Alone [uh-lohn] adj. - What you're not. Although it may seem like there is nobody there who cares about you, who is like you, or can be a friend to you, there is someone miles and miles away who would like to be there with you if they knew you were calling.
I MISS YOU. i haven't missed you since december, what's wrong with me? i hate who you are now, i don't want to be friends with her. I want my old best friend. remember, when you used to be cool? and nice, and the only person i wanted to hang out with? you were my best friend, &i was yours. Those were the days, alright. &I want them back♥
I hated middle school... The stress, the pressure. Bitchy teachers and pointless classes. Strict rules, limited freedom. Bad grades. Lockers that stick, lockers next to the worst people, lockers nowhere near any of your classes. Crowded hallways, crowded lunchrooms. People laughing at you, people looking at you, people talking about you. People hating you. Hating people. Getting judged. Trying to fit in and get into the right groups. The cliques. The rumors. Not knowing the right things to say, never getting it right. Watching the popular girls get whatever they want. Jealousy. Crying in the bathrooms. Feeling left out. Secrets. Whispers. Always being second best. Loosing friends. Getting friends stolen. The long crushes where he doesn't even care that you exist. The breakups. Getting made fun of. Hating life, loosing hope. Low self-esteem. Everyone emotional, everyone over dramatic. Trying to be perfect, trying to get people to like you. Not getting a boyfriend. Getting asked out by all the wrong people. Not being invited. The back-stabbers. The lame dances. Not being asked to dance. Everyone knowing your business. Cranky friends that don't care. Trying to help everyone else. Not knowing who you are. Falling for a guy. That one boy. Not being able to think about anything but him. Doodling his name. Trying to talk to him. Being near him. Crying over him. He doesn't like you. Crying to your best friend. Hugging your best friend. Going to her house to feel better. The movies, the ice cream, the secrets shared. Staying up all night. Texting constantly. Talking on the phone for hours. Making faces across classrooms. The inside jokes, the good times. Having parties, sleepovers, going to the mall. Meeting new people and becoming friends. Becoming best friends. The silly trends. Getting noticed for the first time. Flirting. Sitting with the group at lunch. Passing notes, giggling. Picking out the perfect outfit. Acting crazy, being crazy. Having fun. Being kids. Falling for guys. The boyfriends, the hugs and the kisses. That warm feeling of knowing somebody likes you. Going to see movies. Just hanging between classes. Notes in lockers. Smiles. Talking for hours. Slow-dancing in the gym. Helping each other through classes. Making fun of the teachers. Fridays. The weekend hang-outs. The lame jokes everyone laughs at anyways. Watching movies. Doing homework the period before its due, not studying for tests and still passing classes. Getting to know everybody. Finding yourself, being yourself . ...I'll miss middle school.
♥I really am sorry♥ Dear Dad: I'm sorry you're depressed. I'm sorry its not fair. I'm sorry you don't have anyone to turn to. I'm sorry your wife hates you. I'm sorry your kids give you a hard time. I'm sorry you can't get out. I'm sorry you don't have friends. I'm sorry you never know what to do. I'm sorry you can't do anything right. I'm sorry you feel like you screwed up. I'm sorry your brother died. I'm sorry you hate your wife. I'm sorry you can't do anything about your life. I'm sorry you feel trapped. I'm sorry you feel lonely. I'm sorry you feel guilty. I'm sorry you feel abused. I'm sorry you wish you were back in California. I'm sorry nobody helps you. I'm sorry you have to work full time. I'm sorry you worry. I'm sorry everything gets to you. I'm sorry you don't speak up. I'm sorry you stress. I'm sorry you're afraid of heights. I'm sorry its not going to get better. I'm sorry you deserve better. I'm sorry you aren't happy. I'm sorry you hate your life. I'm sorry. Dear Mom: I'm sorry you're not happy. I'm sorry you're always angry. I'm sorry you need someone to vent to. I'm sorry you can't handle your emotions. I'm sorry your husband hates you. I'm sorry your not young anymore. I'm sorry you have to work three jobs. I'm sorry you can't stand your husband. I'm sorry kids are nothing but trouble. I'm sorry you never get to see your family. I'm sorry you have to pay the bills. I'm sorry you wish your life was different. I'm sorry you worry too much. I'm sorry you're weak. I'm sorry you feel broken. I'm sorry your brother died. I'm sorry your father died. I'm sorry you wish you were back in California. I'm sorry you second guess yourself. I'm sorry you don't have friends. I'm sorry you don't have true love. I'm sorry you don't get to do what you want to. I'm sorry you're stuck with people you can't stand. I'm sorry you're scared. I'm sorry you have to much to handle. I'm sorry you can't do it alone. I'm sorry nothing helps. I'm sorry it keeps getting worse. I'm sorry there's nothing you can do . I'm sorry. But I don't deserve to be treated like this. ///////////////////////// ♥