&+you know what i hate? that b i t c h that lives down the road. &+the fact i try my .hardest. to get you to even notice me, when you're obviously too busy with her. &+how im about to have a total >breakdown< but acting like im finee. &+the whores at my school who get with every guy, ( single or takenn ) &+when i fight with my mom. &+when i bleed for a week, having mood swings like crazyy. - all those "that's what she said" jokes. - ^no sweetie, she didnt. &+burning my fingers almost everyday, simply because i want to look good; when i already do. [ how my teachers yell at me for daydreaming, when they have no idea im thinking of more important things, like the worldd. ] &+how i have so many flaws. but you know what i love? ( the fact i have the courage to admit it all) dontt jockk. completely minee.(:
Today, I was watching Dora the Explorer. When she asked me what my favorite part was, I said "The part where you died". She said, "I liked that part too." I felt so proud of myself for tricking her. (: *mlia
well, what did you expect it to be? you signed up for a car crash when you signed up with me. and you can't swim to safety on a sinking ship. so go home baby, if you're ready to quit. yeshh, i got lazy with colorss. but fix it up if ya want, but give creditt to mee. (: kthanksbye.(:
MyLifeIsAverage... Today, I was talking to someone on the phone who I was in a fight with. When she started talking, I started mimicking her with my hands. She couldn't see me, but I felt better about myself. MLIA. ahahaha.(: realll website !
You wanna know what makes him great? he remembers all the >small< things about me. like my favorite movie, and even my favorite chapstick. he understands what i feel like, and even if he doesn't, he does his best and listens. he was there for me at 3 in the morning when i had a complete break- down. unlike you. he doesn't use me, and he doesn't lie to me. he watches the .crappiest. movies with me, and laughs. he's the reason i have hope in more things now, ( than i ever did ). he knows what makes me laugh, and what ticks me off. he knows what i love, and what i hate. he even remembers my favorite color. he knows when something is wrong, and knows how to make it better. but most importantly; he's not you. Does that aswer your question? mineeee! hope you likee.(:
it was a miserable night. she laid in her bed, preparing herself for that break up text, waiting. and time never seemed so slow as it did in that fleeting moment. and once her phone lit up and vibrated, her stomach > dropped < and her heart raced. she read it, over and over and over again, until she had it memorized. she text her bestfriend in the whole world at 12:00 AM, but she was asleep. everyone was asleep. but her. how could she sleep? she was broken. there was no one to talk to. there wasn't a thing to do but cry. and cry, and cry, and cry. she turned off her phone, threw it under her stuffed animals, and sobbed uncontrollably. her smile she always had on her face was gone. this was something a bandaid couldn't even fix; ( the wound was too big ). she could only pace, praying, hoping he'd change his mind, and take it all back. she hoped it was all a dream, and she'd wake up the next day and breathe a h.u.g.e. sigh of relief. and then; she lost hope. he never changed his mind, and it wasn't a dream. like i said- it was a miserable night. mineeee. this happend. and i hated it. this is for anyone who had to go through what i did. and it majorly sucks, and i feel for you. <3
we're bestfriends. we have marker fights, chasing eachother around the room. you never want to give us paint for a project; because it will end up on us. we can never concentrate on anything when we're together, and it's probably a bad idea to give us something complicated to do. we laugh about absolutely nothing, and we get into trouble all the time. but all of this makes us bestfriends.