Stuck

"I think about how it ain't fair.
That you weren't there to braid my hair like mothers do.
You weren't around to cheer me on.
Help me dress for my high school prom like mothers do.
Did you think I didn't need you here.
To hold my hand, to dry my tears."

Kelli Pickler makes me cry.

Twenty years it's breaking you down ( Read more... )

I'm a sad sort of happy. I'm happy about the day I had, I have so much fun with Courtney and James... and I love them both, but I can't help but to wish I had what they have. That's normal though. they're sickeningly sweet ( Read more... )

I've been having a hard time recently. I've felt alone, sad, depressed, and like I had no one to turn to. I feel like most of my friends are getting sick of my whining and complaining about how much I hate my life... and that hurts. because I don't mean to be this way... I just am ( Read more... )

Um.... babies that are definitely related to me.


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I was driving home from Steph's today, and was listening to White Houses by Vanessa Carlton. That was #1 on my 2005 summer list. the summer after we all graduated, and had a world of possibilities ( Read more... )

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This is what I want."You Found Me ( Read more... )

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