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Saturday, 31 January 2009

  •  Iwas born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it

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    optimistic people are here
    to keep the pessimistic people
    from wallowing in misery.
    pessimistic people are here
    to remind the optimistic
    of a little fact called "reality".

    high school crushes are like baseball when you're a kid. if you miss what you're aiming for, just try again and again and again if you have to. you keep trying until you get it or eventually you just give up, but just like when you sat down and gave up then, you'll regret it if you sit down now. so take as many tries as you have to, because remember- this isn't the major leagues, and three strikes doesn't apply

    Did you ever notice that there is always
    that particular line in that certain song that
    always stands out in a certain way and
    reminds you of that one person you can't forget?

    sigh at my reflection in the mirror, touch up my hair and makeup and tell myself, "time for another day where he`ll never care

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Friday, 30 January 2009

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    I just wish that you'd understand everything
    that I went through because of you.
    But you clearly don't,
    cause you still do the things that make me
    feel the way I do

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    I wanna be the girl who he thinks is the cutest.
    not necassarily the "hottest" or the "prettiest", but the cutest.
    because hotness refers to the body, and god knows mine isn't perfect.
    pretty refers to the face and i know plenty of girls prettier than me.
    but cuteness is refering to every imperfection that he loves.
    every weird little habit.
    the funny little things that make me different from every other girl he could have.
    like how i have a dorky laugh, or i can't watch disney movies. or the way my hair smells.
    all of the little things that he notices and adores.

    You put on a good show but I'd be willing to bet
    that you're suffering more than you let anyone see

    You have to stop caring, you have to turn off all emotions and feelings, to protect youreself from getting hurt.
    You have to stop caring what people think of you and be yourself. Sometimes you have to hide it all, not let anyone know how you feel or what you think.
    You gotta put on a smile and pretend like everything is fine even when its not.
    Sometimes thats the only way to save yourself from a broken heart.

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Thursday, 29 January 2009

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    i see you and act like everything's perfect but secretly, inside its killing me

    Its alot easier to be lost than to be found. ITs the reason were always searching, and rarley discovered so many locks but bot enough keys

    Sometimes the hardest thing to let go of is something you never really had. What could've happened - didn't. That's just the way the cookies
     crumbled. This is my good bye to you. I'll never forget the way you made me smile

    She whispered
    "I don't want to get hurt"
    She turned away and cried.
    He walked up behind her and wrapped
    his arms around her waist.
    He kissed her neck and whispered
    "Baby, the only way I'm gonna hurt you
    is by holding your hand too tight."

    You know I miss you.
    But I don't want to miss you
    if it's not mutual.
    I think about you everyday &
    I'm scared I'm not even crossing your mind.

     

    You hug him goodbye like it's nothing, while all you want to do is hold on forever.
     But you let go, smile and walk away, then cry all the way home because you know it will
    never be the same. Because try as you might, you can't make someone love you, sometimes
    you have to let them be free. And letting go is when love hurts the most.

Wednesday, 28 January 2009

  • eating disorders III by cookie*war

    eating disorders II by cookie*war

    Love has no age limit. it's not like alcohol or something.
    you don't have to be 21 to love. i mean, when i was three,
    i loved my teddy bear. the only difference now is my teddy
    bear is 6 feet tall with brown hair and blue eyes.
    he can walk, talk and this teddy bear actually loves me back

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Thursday, 22 January 2009

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    It is artistic; the heart.
    it is like poetry and watercolors all mixed together
    to create this unique, creative, thing;
    us

    you know what i really want?
    i want you to kiss me like its the last time.
    hold me like you'll never get the chance again.
    and treat me like i'm slowly slipping away.
    i need to know that you need me, that you want me

    you think she's ok, invincible even.
    what's sad is how wrong you are.
    the words you say, the things you do,
    they hurt her. you just don't see it anymore

    I've learned that no matter how much i care, some people are just assholes. I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and it only takes suspicion, not proof, to destroy it. I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to others; they are more screwed up than you think. I've learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon, and all the less important ones just never go away

    some days i wonder why he saw me when a thousand other girls saw him

    She’s been hurt many times before this.
    You'd think it would be routine by now.
    You’d think she wouldn’t let it get to her.
    But the truth is, she trusted you

    She's so lucky.
    But she cries in her lonely heart
    Thinking, if there's nothing missing in my life
    Then why do these tears come at night?


    right now, all i wanted was a word. A word that describes the feeling that you get, a cold sick feeling, deep down inside when you know something is going to happen  that will change you and you don’t want it to but you cant stop it

    Nothing hurts more than realizing two people who were once so close,barely speak anymore

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