you can tell a girl she's beautiful, amazing, gorgeous and everything else she likes to hear. you can be honest, or you can lie to her about it. you can also tell a girl you want her, mean it, or make it up. at that point, you're either starting to hurt her, or getting her on the verge to loving you. but, you can also tell a girl you love her. and if you do this, you can only mean it. because if you say i love you to a girl and don't mean it, you must be some type of a horrible person to ever be so cruel to someone who loves you.
sometimes, life just takes a turn in the road. you've been going straight and everything's going well, but suddenly you forget to push on the brakes when you see something in front of you, and you crash. and you crash hard. that's when life turns to the unexpected, and you turn into that person you swore you'd never become. you start doing those things you said you'd never do, and that's when you notice you haven't been living life to its fullest. there's a lot more than faking a smile.
i swear karma had to poses most of the people at my school. legit. everywhere you turn, there's some bitch starting something. if something's "done", then shut the fuck up about it and move on. seriously. you're in high school. learn how to act more mature than that.
you might be a bitch, but karma's a bigger bitch, so let her do her job.
when you truly love someone, you want them to be happy. sometimes even happier than you. you want them to never hurt, you want the best for them.
girls are the ones who have to be listened to, understood, held. girls are the one's who should have their tears wiped off. they're not supposed to act like the guy for their guy. no, that's the guys job. and if he's acting like a little dick, and trying to be the girl. kick him out, no mater how hard it hurts. you deserve better.
every hello is going to hurt. there's a goodbye with every hello you say. no matter what, the hello you give to that one special guy, it's going to hurt in the future. maybe not just on your part, but on his to. maybe that's why some people just keep to themselves because they don't want to have to say hello, and goodbye.
i honestly can not wait for summer. i gave up on school long ago, and i'm just fed up with all the bitches at my school. summer on the other hand, i wake up knowing i'm stress free for the day. it feels so good.
teenagers spend their lives: laughing till they cry,
smoking till they rot,
drinking till they pass out,
fucking till they fail,
crying till they cut,
partying till it goes wrong,
hiding till they're found,
fighting till they get fought,
and swearing because they NEVER give up.
i used to think we were enemies. now, you're all i can look up to.
you shouldn't cry over other people. those who are worth your tears won't make you cry,
and those who make you cry, aren't worth your tears.
there's something out there that takes all the pain away. just for a little thought. but the more you do it, the more time you have of no pain. you have no emotions while you're at it. you're carefree, amazing. up in the clouds.
it's funny how you think you got the best of me. how you think you left me standing there. for a little, you did. i was paralyzed, i couldn't do anything without you. but suddenly, i slowly started to move. without you. that's what hit you in the face. do yo see how much of an asshole you are? hopefully you know you can't get the best of me, because the best is still yet to come, and it doesn't involve anything with you.
we're both doing fine without each other. actually, i'm doing pretty darn well without you. better than ever. yet you, you're still yourself. happy in a way, but i wish you could never be happy again after what you did to me.
sweetie, if you can't live without him, then you wouldn't be breathing right now. so shut the fuck up.
promises don't mean anything to anyone anymore, but they still mean the world to me. standing up for your best friend is something you don't see all that often anymore, but that's still important to me. i might change a lot, and i might have my moments. but no matter what, i'll always be there for my friends. and that's a promise i'm willing to keep, forever.
4/20 : like a second birthday for most people.
4/21 : like a living hell for most people.
God put us on this Earth with just one intention. he wants us to find our other half, find love, and make new children for his kingdom. then when we're done with what he wanted us to do, he wants us to live happily with him in heaven, and let our children take over. but the ne's that don't do so well, and let the devil get to them, God doesn't want to live with them. the Devil's the only one who wants them, to use them, to push them.
if love isn't a game, then why are their so many players?
i knew you'd come back. i knew she was controlling you. i knew from the start that you weren't an ass. that we had something going, falling into place. i knew we'd find each other someday, and that you'd make my world all bright again.
there's those days, that you just can't help but cry. cry for yourself, cry for your best friend, the people you love, and even sometimes the people you hate. growing up is hard, but in the end, it's all worth it.
have you ever wondered what other people will look like and turn out to be in the future? who you're gonna take with you to your high school reunion? who turned out to be the porn star, the one living under a bridge, or the successful one? it's funny to imagine shit.
this might kill me, but i'd risk it all for you.
