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First one out this morning And it's snow and ice I see Thought I'd warn the missus Via modern technology I had to send a message For I feared what might come next Turned to dear old Siri For a safe...
I whent 2 skool tooday an man woz it krap. Ive ad enuf ov teechers wen am triyin 2 av a laff. I h8 mafs an siyence an frensh an jographee. I reely can not undastand wat dey av got 2 do wiv me.
Anger is the clash of fear,hurt and rage. Its the feeling madness, emptiness and pain. Of telling yourself one thing and feeling another. Of hurting deep inside and layering on the covers.
I use to think love is easy . Love is simple . Love just takes two people who wants to be together . Love is pure. Until I got all the bullshit ..
I have a lot of 'friends' But none of them are true friends , none would confront me if I did wrong or ask me if something is wrong. None will actually be there for me .
When you have me , you do nothing but give me excuses & Now you're trying to show your concern & attention to me . I'm afraid to say but it ain't working cause I'm slowly moving on.. In my own..
I had the best weekend with Mommy. We had so much fun. We laughed; we played; we smiled; we took pictures; we loved; we were so happy and filled. I love you, Mommy.
I look at you now Wishing you never broke our vow I know we said goodbye I know I am the one who made you cry They said "he'll never change" They said "you'd better turn that page" But I myself...
Alone but not lonely By myself but not sad.
this post is gonna be kinda inspired/related to one of mckinley's posts and it's that when you think of love, what pops into your head is generally romance.
the sixth grade boys in my school currently are way different than when i was in sixth grade. firstly, i talked to this boy, josef, on friday.
I've seen you around I think you're as sound as a pound.
#acrostic. Frightened and excited as he covers up her eyes. Each other sense is heightened as her naked body lies. Tightly now he binds her hands, next will be her feet.
Have you ever had so much to say that your mouth closed up tight, struggling to harness the nuclear force coalescing within your words.
Tip of the day: Always eat your taco over another tortilla, that way when stuff falls out, BOOM extra taco..
the kind of person you love. but don't want to kiss. the kind of person that's always there. the one you always miss. a best friend. to sit in silence with. the one who doesn't pick a fight.
18+ Part 1 - It enfolds me in its warmth, And cradles me in endless nights of torture, My breathing gets heavy, Coming out in little puffs Until I have to force myself to...
No dude, you are in love with her. You would ALWAYS dream that she would settle for you..
White crayons aren't useless. Did you ever hear about black paper?.
No one understands me. No, not that person that forces herself to crack a smile every once in a while..I mean the real me the one who's got a war happening in her head. The one who always feels alone.
Half the time I write or talk about love It feels phony. Actually more than half the time, its probably closer to most of the time.
I fell in love with a sad girl. She had an interesting mind. I memorized every angle of her curls. Every detail I could find. For I new I couldn't keep her. Someday she would just leave.
Confusion. Consumes me. I'm scared. In silence I cry. Insecurities. Feed my mind. I'm not good enough. I'm not what you want. Trapped. In a crowded room. There's no door. I'm stuck. Alone.
By Gemma Doyle You never know what kind of stupid things you'll do when you're tired. Example: Hello everyone I made oatmeal-raisin- chocolate chip cookies but forgot the oatmeal....