JustPretend posted a quote
January 15, 2013 2:35am UTC
Are you ok? I dont know maybe: I mean mums closed the door and changed the keys I mean im 16 and trying to go to school But sometime i cry myself to sleep I mean i try to be strong but i cant survive every hurricane Yet you still ask me if im ok?. What do you think...
swimswim98 posted a quote
January 11, 2013 7:29pm UTC
I can only imagine how the 11 year olds today are going to complain about the next crop of 11 year olds. "OMG 11 year olds are so spoiled these days. Like, when i was 11, I only had an iPhone and UGGS. And I was happy. Ugh!"
I would rather... have a boyfriend who's dorky but a total sweatheart, than a really hot guy who is a player and flirts with every girl. f o r m a t j i m m y 3 6 5
sexybreadtin posted a quote
January 11, 2013 6:29pm UTC
Imagine if.. Your eyes changed color based on your emotions. Yellow - Happy Red - Angry Blue- Peaceful Green- Jealous Purple - Amused Pink - In Love Grey - Depressed White - Insecure Brown - Relaxed Orange - Rejected Black - Lost Gold - Hopeful Silver - Surprised What color would your eyes be?
ThatsSoMeee posted a quote
January 9, 2013 3:42pm UTC
I wish you could reach inside yourself and rip your feelings out so you could put them on a table and just point and be like “Look this is how I feel This is what I’m trying to say” because for the first time in my life I feel utterly restricted by words and I’m sure a lot of other people do as well..
isitonlyme posted a quote
January 9, 2013 8:59pm UTC
Have you ever sat with your friends and just known that you’re the least important friend in the group and you felt like it wouldn’t make a difference if you were there or not
Eli123qwe posted a quote
January 12, 2013 10:57pm UTC
Witty www.wittyprofiles.com Takes Away Your Social Life, Sleep, and Grades! Join Now! AdChoicesâ–º . . . Might wanna check that ad above again ;) double quote format by Breeze
ThatsSoMeee posted a quote
January 12, 2013 4:36pm UTC
I want a boy who would shove ice cream in my face. Who will wrestle with me. Who shows me off to his friends. Who treats me with respect. Who will call me at 4 in the morning and tell me he can’t stop thinking about me. Who sings to me; even if he can’t. Who could break my heart, but wouldn’t even dream of it.