find a better way outta this
hey heart stopper
stop putting my blood to sleep
the internal structure of my body is collapsing
but hold my head will you?
i love big comfy sweaters..and i love my mom because she picks out the best ones that i always overlook.
i love the hillsides on the way home that just scream "PAINT ME!" but i don't because i can't.
i love trying on shoes that i'll never buy..and clearance rack searching.
i always wear my purple scarf out.
i always tell people i want to be a writer..and i always notice the unimpressed tone i get in return.
i wish i had a digital camera.
and i wish my shower head was my height.
i've gotten bored with my new hair already and for once i don't know what i'm going to do with it yet.
sometimes i count how many leaves i can crunch walking down my street,but by the time i get to the end i'm thinking about something else.
i have my heart set on an older model white BMW convertible.
betsy is one of my favorite people.
i work in a coffee shop.
have you ever tried chocolate covered espresso beans?yum.
i read the fillers in newspapers.
i hate the news on Iraq.
i don't like to talk on the phone,and i never call people back.
i'm obsessed with the idea of love.
i wave to random people in malls and streets,but i talk to hardly anyone at school.
don't ever ask me my favorite band or book.
don't ask me to describe a certain music group or storyline..i'd rather you listen or read it yourself,trust me..its ten times better that way.
i miss shannon.
i found a pink stapler at the dollar store.
i never use my notebooks in school for schoolwork..i start random pieces of writing that i know i'll never finish.
i get headaches alot.
i see a chiropractor.
the orthodontist said i'll get my braces off in may.
jake makes me think.
next year my sister is getting married..and i'm the maid of honor.
i've never been in a wedding before.
have you ever been in love?
i cry at the dumbest things.
therapists scare me.
a girl i hardly know asked me on friday "vanessa why are you so sad all the time?"..am i really sad?
i wish i could do normal teenage girl things and have that be enough to satisfy me.
i think i'd like to love you.
i sleep on a futon,it has a name.
i took everything off my walls except for my mirror.oh vanity,you kill me.
i would like to go to boston university,i hear its beautiful in autumn in new england.
can you tell me where i can find you?
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sometimes i think about how it would have been.
do you do that?
don't.
stop putting my blood to sleep
the internal structure of my body is collapsing
but hold my head will you?
i love big comfy sweaters..and i love my mom because she picks out the best ones that i always overlook.
i love the hillsides on the way home that just scream "PAINT ME!" but i don't because i can't.
i love trying on shoes that i'll never buy..and clearance rack searching.
i always wear my purple scarf out.
i always tell people i want to be a writer..and i always notice the unimpressed tone i get in return.
i wish i had a digital camera.
and i wish my shower head was my height.
i've gotten bored with my new hair already and for once i don't know what i'm going to do with it yet.
sometimes i count how many leaves i can crunch walking down my street,but by the time i get to the end i'm thinking about something else.
i have my heart set on an older model white BMW convertible.
betsy is one of my favorite people.
i work in a coffee shop.
have you ever tried chocolate covered espresso beans?yum.
i read the fillers in newspapers.
i hate the news on Iraq.
i don't like to talk on the phone,and i never call people back.
i'm obsessed with the idea of love.
i wave to random people in malls and streets,but i talk to hardly anyone at school.
don't ever ask me my favorite band or book.
don't ask me to describe a certain music group or storyline..i'd rather you listen or read it yourself,trust me..its ten times better that way.
i miss shannon.
i found a pink stapler at the dollar store.
i never use my notebooks in school for schoolwork..i start random pieces of writing that i know i'll never finish.
i get headaches alot.
i see a chiropractor.
the orthodontist said i'll get my braces off in may.
jake makes me think.
next year my sister is getting married..and i'm the maid of honor.
i've never been in a wedding before.
have you ever been in love?
i cry at the dumbest things.
therapists scare me.
a girl i hardly know asked me on friday "vanessa why are you so sad all the time?"..am i really sad?
i wish i could do normal teenage girl things and have that be enough to satisfy me.
i think i'd like to love you.
i sleep on a futon,it has a name.
i took everything off my walls except for my mirror.oh vanity,you kill me.
i would like to go to boston university,i hear its beautiful in autumn in new england.
can you tell me where i can find you?
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sometimes i think about how it would have been.
do you do that?
don't.