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Saturday, April 17, 2010

Im sick of people wanting me to be something that im not....










you like the way the people stare at you
and now you look so fake
just thought that you should know
your all the same
and when the curtain drops down
you'll be replaced by something typical



i hope you live a life you're proud of.
if you find that you're not,
i hope you have the strength to start all over again.


sometimes, you just need to shut out everyone else and just listen to yourself. listen to your heart, that's all that counts. you know what makes you happy. live life in the moment. that's what it's all about. enjoy what you've got, because it can suddenly disappear. and if it does, chase it if it's worth it. don't let it go. and if it's meant to be, it'll come back. but do what you have to do, and listen to yourself because you know there will be people there trying to bring you down. show them what you're made of, and listen to your heart.


It's a pretty good night for a drive, so dry up those eyes. Because the radio will still play loud - songs that we heard as our guards came down. Like in the summertime when we first met. I'll never forget, and don't you forget.


If he misses you, he'll call just to hear your voice. If he wants you, he'll say it. And if he cares, he'll show it. If he has a thought about you, it will come out of his mouth. If you are on his mind nonstop, he will do anything he can just to see you. If he truly likes you, he won't let get anything in the way and fight back just to keep you in his arms. If not, he can't be worth your time because you're obviously not worth his.


He's everything you want.
he's
everything you need.
he's
everything inside of you,
that you wish you could be.
he
says all the right things,
at
exactly the right time,
but he means
nothing to you
& you don't know why.


We go to school every day. We learn pointless things, but we are never taught how to love ourselves. We aren't taught how to make moments last. But I think the most unfair thing, is that at the end of high school, we are tested on something that we were never taught. We have to stand in front of each other and say goodbye.



Heaven help the fool who did her wrong. It’s too late, too bad, she’s too far gone. He should have thought of that before he left her all alone. If she’s lonely now, she won’t be lonely long


There's lots of pretty, pretty ones Who want to get you high But all the pretty, pretty ones Will leave you low And blow your mind - Marilyn Manson


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