clearing out some files. enjoyyy =] I know you're sorry; I just don't know if that's good enough. Everyone says we're like the girls next door. You all must have really weird neighbors
science only goes so far, them comes god. - the notebook the day i learn to fly, im never coming down. my biggest fear is that i'll be just like everyone else. why is that in the longest silences you just wish it was little more quiet. we dont like what we dont understand. in fact it scares us more than anything. there is no distance on this earth as far away as yesterday. We lived with passion; they said we burned so bright. & I've become to realize that in the end everyone turns out to be the person they swore they'd NEVER be. Dare to make mistakes. They are the best teachers you will ever know. Dare to take action. There's a risk you may fail yet if you take no action failure is a certainty. Dare to be fully alive. Dare to speak your mind. Dare to enjoy the beauty of the world. Dare to make a difference. Dare to be the person you know you can be. Dare to expect the best, with your words and actions. Dare to do what is right rather than what is convenient or expedient<33 and all you really need is everything that you'll never be. late night in a lonely city, she tries to look so pretty, but no one even notices her. If you kiss someone that you don't love, it’s great. But when you kiss someone that you're truly and madly in love with, well there isn’t better feeling then that. Just keep smiling boy, you're what keeps her alive. and he pulled you in. and he bit your lip. and he made you his. and if i didn't know the difference, being alone would probably be okay. So thats life. If nothing else, its life. Its real and sometimes if really fucking hurts but its sort of all we have. You can always tell when people are best friends because they are always having way more fun than it makes sense for them to be having. i didn't know if we would make it through, staying up until 5am watching the sun come up. i'd do it all again if i could. [mest] she's the kind of girl you forget as soon as you meet. she is the crust on the bread; every face you have ever forgotten. she is the verse to that song on the radio the one you have to hum to because you can't remember the words. yep, she's that forgettable. but broken hearts, and backstabbing drama couldn't touch her she's far beyond that. "You're a good kid. In case nobody ever tells you that," she said, and I almost started fucking crying right then.
"I say, do what you want to do." "Funny, you're the only one." I saw you again.. I think you used me again.. Should we try this before we give up and move on? And pretend to restore what we have and hold on? At times like these, it's obvious. turn on the radio honey cause every single sad song you'll be able to relate. "When you can stop, you don't want to. When you want to stop, you can't." Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny That I can't even see anyone when he's with me He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right, I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night hey thanks, thanks for that summer. And she screams to her past, "But I used to be someone better, back then."
I got a first class ticket to a night all alone, and a front row seat up right by the phone. 'Cause you're always on my mind, and I'm running out of time. I've got your hair on my pillow and your smell in my sheets.
do your nights feel incomplete without our phone calls? mine do. do your eyes feel like they're burning out of your skull? mine too. is it just our little routine that we're missing so bad? or is it the fact that we're both losing the best friend that we ever had?
well, is that what you call a getaway? tell me what you got away with. because i've seen more spine in jellyfish. i've seen more guts in eleven year old kids. have another drink, and drive yourself home. i hope there's ice on all the roads. and you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt, and again when your head goes through the windshield.
I'll admit I'm full of shit. It's how I know I love you.
Paper bags and plastic hearts All are belongings in shopping carts It's goodbye But we got one more night Let's get drunk and ride around And make peace with an empty town We can make it right
what a beautiful mess what a beautiful mess i'm in spendin' all my time with you there's nothing else i'd rather do But "I'll be OK" Is that what you want me to say? It's called breakup because it's broken.
I realize now, that when your heart breaks you have to fight like hell to make sure your still alive, because you are. And that pain you feel, that's life, the confusion and the fear, that's there to remind you that somewhere out there is something better. And that something is worth fighting for. New York is lovely in the winter time All the sidewalks are white as snow The buildings, all the people that pass me by How the smile on his face says he's in love
it's tough being alone when you're naive and you just want to believe everything everyone says. oh, it would be great if i could just deal with it.
People put you down enough, you start to believe it... The bad stuff is easier to believe, you ever notice that?
She said, “Die to live and live to die baby. Say it five times fast, it’ll drive your tongue crazy."
maybe you should just drink a lot less coffee and never, ever watch the ten o'clock news. maybe you should just kiss someone nice. i'm sorry that you don't call me anymore and i'm sorry we don't talk and laugh like before. Second chances, they don't ever matter, People never change. Once a whore, you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change. I’m blending in so you won’t even know me apart from this whole world that shares my fate. Did you forget to read the script? There was never a role for her It was always you and me, just me i could be your last first kiss and your last first dance. first real love & your last romance. i could be your man, baby, take my hand. come see the world with me. Back in school they never taught us what we needed to know Like how to deal with despair or someone breaking your heart For twelve years I've held it all together but a night like this is begging to pull me apart …Apparently you're going to hell. Reasons include: Pot smoking, cigarette smoking, alcohol drinking, guitar playing, having a tattoo, showing cleavage, showing bellybuttons, girls showing their knees/elbows, girls wearing tight pants/miniskirts, being blonde, being fat, cursing, kissing on the mouth/holding hands before marriage, having premarital sex, masturbation, having anal/oral sex, being homosexual, judging people, being Selfish, playing sports, women working, watching BET/ MTV/VH1/TNT, associating with Hollywood, listening to “gangster rap”, techno, Christian bands, and Rock, believing in evolution, being Catholic/Jewish/ Buddhist/Methodist/Protestant/Mormon/Muslim/ Hindu/Agnostic/Atheist, being a woman, being in a sorority or fraternity, owning a pet, sin, have sinned, or plan on sinning in the future... Don't Worry. Hell is going to be a Party.
you left my heart as empty as a monday morning church it used to be so full of faith now it only hurts
I love you even though I hate this thing that we've become. I need you even though I can live without this.
she's got a homemade sign it says, "go ahead try to figure out what my future looks like," i don't want to live my life like a story, always thinking i could've been something
..don't run along side and control me
You told me you can't wait to see me. And you didn't bother to even show up. This whole situation's incredibly typical, I should have seen it all along sleeping to dream about you and i'm so tired of having to live without you mary got pregnant from a kid named tom who said he was in love he said, "don't worry 'bout a thing. baby doll, i'm the man you've been dreamin' of." but three months later he say he won't date her or return her call and she swears, "god damn! if i find that man, i'm cuttin' off his balls." and then she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walkin' through the door they call her a killer, and they call her a sinner, and they call her a whore but god forbid, you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose
So say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that you're under Lipstick lullabies This is sorry for the last time And baby I understand that you're making new friends This is how you get by The moral this time is Girls make boys cry
I do understand the impulse. The impulse to put your hand out and want someone to be there at the end of your reach. To want someone to be close to. To want to kiss or touch even if it's wrong. The point is you can't control these feelings. Even if they're wrong, they're there. They're always there.
Certain things they should stay the way they are. You ought to be able to stick them in one of those big glass cases and just leave them alone. I know that's impossible, but it's too bad anyway.- Catcher in the Rye
state the obvious: i didn't get my perfect fantasy i realized you love yourself more than you could ever love me so go and tell your friends that i'm obsessive and crazy that's fine, i'll tell mine you're gay.
summer is calling, its wanting postcards and polaroids and memories of last year, but i can't let go
I traced the cord back to the wall No wonder it was never plugged in at all I took my time, I hurried up The choice was mine, I didn't think enough I'm too depressed, to go on You'll be sorry when I'm gone I never conquered, rarely came 16 just held such better days Days when I still felt alive We couldn't wait to get outside The world was wide, too late to try The tour was over we'd survived I couldn't wait till I got home To pass the time in my room alone 'Wait!' Emily Cried. Her words were thick with tears, but she lifted her chin and crossed her arms tight over her chest to keep from shaking. 'I, um, I have this problem. I broke up with my boyfriend you see. And I'm pretty upset about it, so I wanted to talk to my best friend,' She swallowed and looked at the black ground. 'Thing is they're both you.' you'll sit alone forever if you wait for the right time. what are you hoping for?
We should get jerseys cause we make a great team But yours would look better than mine, cause you're outta my league And I know that it's so cliche to tell you that everyday I spend with you is the new best day of my life
When things in your life start going shitty, don't try to stop them. There's no point because the harder you fight to fix them, the more goes wrong. Just suck it up, and take it. If you realize that as soon as things hit rock bottom, they get better.. it will make this entire process seem a bit more painless. it's all about the icing and nobody cares about what's inside you could see the outside face it looks good, it must be great
your voice was the soundtrack of my summer do you know you're unlike any other? you'll always be my thunder, and i said your eyes are the brightest of all the colors i don't wanna ever love another. & next time my name's about to roll off your tongue, i hope you choke on it. Have another drink and drive yourself home. I hope there's ice on all the roads. And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt, and again when your head goes through the windshield.
you've got this new head filled up with smoke I got my veins all tangled close to the jukebox bars you frequent the safest place to hide. you crawled into my mind when you crawled into my bed. said everything i've ever longed to hear. you're the star and it's the scene where you let down everyone who cares. Well you thought I’d wait around forever... But baby get real I just kicked you to the curb In my red high heels in my father's eyes, if you weren't perfect, you simply weren't. |