i want these so flippin much!

better then aspirin, better then a band-aid, better then skipping school.

Just admit it. your a mess without me.

Just one day.

I want to walk out into the world.

A perfect world.

And i want to be your princess.

I want to look perfect all day long.

And act perfect all day long.

Perfectly imperfect.

i finally get it.

i love you cora lee doetzel.

oh your wise little brains, are beginning to disapeer.

wtf.

"But I also heard you and Joel are like, secretly going out or something."

i gave up because you never once fought for me.

and i'm okay. right here.

i thought i didnt like you. so why cant i stop thinking about you. and why am i so jealous of her. i swear i didnt like you anymore!

BABE!

Because i just want to stay here. and think about you for a little while.

and don't think i dont miss this.

my head is a mess

dear___,
you might not read this. and that's ok. i don't expect you to give me any time from your day.
but listen closey. because i have something to say to you.
i miss you. i really do. but at the same time i don't miss you one bit.
we've been friends for awhile. but not true friends.
you never made me a better person. only worse.
you cheered me up sometimes. by bringing others down. which just doesnt sound right.
you stood up for me. but it felt like you were standing up for your self.
i believe you cared about me once in awhile. but more about everyone else.
i told you everything. but i started to hide things.
worrying that you probably told the world.
and i know it upsets you that i'm friends with her. and she's not friends with you.
that we've abanoned you.
but the truth is you abanoned us. so long ago.
you stopped caring about our feelings.
and what i was always so scared of. was what you said.
behind my back.
and there is so much more i wish i could share.
but i'll leave it at this.
my head is a mess.

How Long

can i go on like this,

wishing to kiss you,

Before I Rightly

EXPLODE!

i want these so much!

the shit you hear... about me might be true but then again, it could be as fake as the bitch that told you.

i love you cora lee doetzel

so young. so innocent.

lollipops turn into cigarettes. the innocent ones turn into sluts. homework goes into the trash. mobile phones are being used in class. detention becomes suspension. soda becomes vodka. bikes turn into cars. kisses turn into sex. do you remeber when getting high meant swinging on the playground. protection meant wearing a helmet. when the worst thing you could get from boys was cooties. dads shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? your worst enemies were your siblings. race issues were about who ran the fastest. war was only a card game. and the only drug you knew was cough medicine. when wearing a skirt didnt make you a slut. the most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees. and goodbye only meant until tomorrow. and we couldnt wait to grow up?

i might not be your girl. but your my boy.

you always have been.

because i already miss yours.

nothing is impossible. the words it's self say " im possible"

this is no bridget jones.

dear lonely people,

i finally have sympathy for you. i know how you feel. and it's awful.
i have never felt so alone.
as when i walk into that class full of un welcoming faces.
no hello's just blank expressions.
a room full of people. i have nothing in common with.

non of my friends will ever understand.

but it hurts to not be able to share smiles. and laughs.
but to just listen and focus.
not even by choice.
but because i have no friends in that room.

and yes i could say i have 1 or 2 but. are they really my friends.
no they aren't.
and i don't even wanna face the day. let alone the year.

and it's weird to admit this.
but i keep having the same reoccuring dream.
about us behind that shed.

i remember every moment.
i remember every touch.
i remember every feeling.

and i can't get it out of my head.
i don't have feelings for you. so why can't i forget this.
it didnt mean that much to me then.

it was just another touch.

just action.
but now its this same reoccuring dream. that i cant get out of my head.
i fear when i shut my eyes it will come back. and it never fails to.
and i everytime i remember when we walked out and eric shouted what is that. and you said i have no idea.
you said it so calmy like it was no big deal.

i used to think it was hot. sometimes i thought it was funny.
now im disgusted.
left with this dream. that wont leave me.

i hope you never forget me.
i hope you never regret me.

dear destiny,
i am ready now.

"You eat, you’re fat. You don’t eat, you’re a freak. You drink, you’re an alcoholic. You don’t drink, you’re a pussy. You read, you’re a nerd. You don’t read, you’re stupid. You tell a secret, you’re an attention seeker. You don’t tell a secret, you’re still attention seeking. You let someone in, you’re easy. You don’t let someone in, you’re too uptight. You smoke, you think you’re cool. You don’t smoke, you’re a loser. You’ve had sex, you’re a slut. You haven’t had sex, you’re a frigid little bitch. You wear make up, you’re a slag. You don’t wear make up, you’re ugly. You can’t please anyone. ever. "

"Do you know why bra makers measure cup size by “A B C D E F”?
A - almost gone
B - barely noticeable
C - comfortable
D - damn good
E - extremely big and
F - Fake"

your not a stranger to me

ok so pretty much. you are legit the sweetest guy i've ever met. and maybe your not the cutest but i dont care at all. your so fun to talk to. and you make my day. and cheer me up all the time. and i dont even know you.

because darling. you aren't the only one in this world. please stop thinking you're so special. i hope you know you leave your laced finger prints behind.

i have a fire in my fingers,
and i want to believe in this,
in me,
in you,
and the way your eyes burn when you look at me
and remember why the world spins
and atoms collide
because of
fate.

my memories are poison.

my life =
how to train your dragon + reeses peanut butter cups + music+ michael cera + nemo+ comics + my mint colored sweater <3

Maybe I’m a dreamer
Maybe I’m misunderstood
Maybe you’re not seeing the side of me you should
Maybe I’m crazy
Maybe I’m the only one
Maybe I’m just out of touch
Maybe I’ve just had enough
Maybe it’s time to change
And leave it all behind
I’ve never been one to walk alone
I’ve always been scared to try
So why does it feel so wrong
To reach for something more
To wanna live a better life
What am I waiting for?
‘Cause nothing stays the same
Maybe it’s time to change

-mkaar-

nick... what do i think of you!

i love how u think its cute when i stand on my tippy tippy toes to hug you and how when we hug my back cracks.

i wish i could find the clothes and have the hair and body to pull off the style i want. but it's truly impossible!

and why are you so easy to fall for and so hard to stay away from.

"KD as the appetizer, weed as the main course" ;)

bad idea,

you and me are an absolute train wreck: completely tragic and bound for disaster. but there's no one i'd rather crash and burn with.

-waiting

and for some reason last night made me feel so much more chill.

where in the world are you?

And baby, don't go.

Because i've tryed too hard

for too long

for you to just disapeer

so maybe stick around

and see that it might be worth it

just possibly you might think

"oh im glad i stayed around"

i'm not like what they say

so dont listen to the rumors

just stay a little longer

it sucks how much of a dickhead you are.!.

Good ol' Juno to cheer my moods.

have a lil faith

people need to start believing in themselves.

and my past nips at my heels

let me read your mind. even just for a second.

I wish you could do something as easy as this. stop making it complicated. if you like me tell me once in a while. if you care about me maybe show it. and if you invite me on a date maybe actually stay commited to it. i'm done initiating everything. i'm done trying so hard. i wish i just knew what was going through your head.