when i am sad, i will eat chocolate and sing happy songs
you don't know how badly i want to. just tell him, what ive been wanting... needing to... since the moment we talked. we shared. we connected.
big smile, eyes shining bright. but in reality...she's not alright. her bones are breaking through her skin; all she wants to be is tall and thin.
We wonder at many times in our lives why things happen. Sometimes why the grass is green or why the ocean is so vast. Or the famous question: how is a raven like a writing desk.
Oh you stupid girl With your heart all torn to shreds. You think you can find someone who Could fill the emptiness in your chest. You find a boy and think, "He could help me.
I'm tired of pretending that im okay. I'm tired of running out of excuses to say. I'm tired of hurting more and more each day when all the pain just won't go away. I'm tired of being pushed around.
I want you to be blinded by my love, so you can't see it. I want you to be deafened by my words I want to say, so you can't hear it. I want you to be paralyzed by my touch, so you can't feel it.
There was once a perky little hearted girl who would loved to sing, who loved to dance, and she loved to twirl her imagination round and round.