It takes too much of me to admit it to you,
but at least I can admit it to myself.

When you catch my eye, you own me. The tension is so thick I can't touch you.
I don't love you, hell, I hardly like you,
but i need those lips like I need oxygen

and its such a headache.

At some point you look around and find that you're at the bottom of well ( Read more... )

Everything I've said on this journal for the past 2 months has been about love.
Sorry.
Cause Goddamnit, thats lame.

I know there are other things on my mind, I just KNOW it.

I feel like I love you from afar-
when I see you in the hall I hope that you'll smile at me.
You don't. But I think, someday, maybe.. I get that tight feeling in my throat when you brush my arm, afraid I'll never have you..
I try to have fun with your friends, maybe I'll impress you? Maybe you'll think "Wow, she's so friendly! So accepting!"
You don't ( Read more... )

TODAY WAS SO SWEET

Woke up, and the rest of the fam. decided to go to church, but i declined because a) I do not believe in this so called God-dude and b) because everyone has been eating my favorite cereal BECAUSE MY SISTERS ARE VULTURES  and I needed to make
sure I got some

Then I cleaned the entire house. The whole thing. vaccuumed, scrubbbed, ( Read more... )

I remember that kind of hurt. That kind of panic.
 Will I see him in the hall? Oh god, what am I wearing? Do I even want to see him?
Why did he say that? Does that mean something? Oh god, his hair is all ruffled like that, and he's touching my arm-
and everything he says is so funny-why doesn't he love me? Does he? Maybe?
All those worries rolled into ( Read more... )

aaagh FUCK YOU ALL
love is so hardcore.

hardXcore

love and cupcakes. Such a deadly combination. sooo deadly.
THERE IS NO SCHOOL TOMORROW, BITCHES.
can I get a hell yea?

Cuz I can't yell it, my mouth is full of cupcakes.
and love.

hell yea

Sometimes after a heavy rain ( Read more... )

Please don't think I'm boring.

I just discovered it really upsets me. Feel free to call me a whore
a bitch
a freak
a loser
an overbearing,  insensitive, loud, spineless, naive slut

but not boring.

Thanks for not being an irrational, indignant child.
I appreciated how very grownup it was to lock me out of the house just as I knock on the door.

Anytime you want to grow up, feel free to call.