Jealous much?I never really liked her, anyway. That friend-girl of yours. I would ask about her, and you would just tilt my head up, look into my faded brown eyes, and whisper 'she means nothing to me,' and kiss me softly; and that was that. She would never come up again, just always in my peripheral view.Jealous much?
It was when we split apart that she would make a reappearance. You were lonely and confused. She saw an opportunity and pounced like a predator on her prey. She would tell you every day that she loved you. She would plan adventures with you, and see you every day in that summer I ruined with my words. When s
Time For Me To FlyTime For Me To Fly
"But dear, no one can love you quite like I do," you whisper in my ear. I can feel your smile stretch as you tell me more untruths. "The way your eyes catch the moonlight is like catching fireflies in July... it's magical, unreal, memorable. Just like you." I bit my lip, almost wanting to draw blood, just to feel something in this halfhearted pairing. "Yeah, just like you..." I whisper numbly.
This cardboard box feels like a boulder in my fragile, deceiving hands. It's filled with your stuff; memories and quotes and songs stuck in our heads. &nbs
carus vos, collabcarus vos, collab
Hey you,
Remember when you said
"Let's run with scissors
Let's laugh 'til we can't breathe
Let's have inside jokes
Let's stay up late
Let's cry, let's smile,
Let's make up a handshake no one will ever know,"?
I do.
Dear girl,
Please know that you'll make it through.
I know it like I know the back of my hand
(But then again, who really knows?
Scars come and go, freckles stay the same?)
I know you're strong like the ocean,
And fearless like the moon on a cloudless night.
I know you'll make it through.
Hey yo
Butterfly, Mouse and Mushroom. Once there was a small little mouse He needed a home, he needed a houseButterfly, Mouse and Mushroom.
He wandered through the forest, alone and away When he spotted a mushroom, covered in decay
He said, “I’ll clear this rotten stuff It will be hard, It will be tough I can do it, yes I can Even if it takes my whole life span!”
So that mouse, he got to work When along came the butterfly, wearing a smirk “You’ll never be able to rebuild that mushroom!” “How do you know? You can’t assume!”
The mouse and the but
My stuff is random, yes. It ranges from 5th grade stories to angsts about teachers to letters directed towards my best friend, and to inevitable heartbreak. Maybe you'll like it; I'm not making you. But I'm a pretty complex person that updates rarely. Comments appreciated  |
I WishI wish I could tell you I like you. But I like not telling, too.I Wish
I wish you could know that it's just an innocent little crush. That's why I'm always giggling and making faces at myself when I get something wrong. That's why I like to touch your shoulder. That's why sometimes I walk next to you and step on your foot so I can say sorry a few seconds later. I wish you didn't have a girlfriend. I'm happy for her, really; she gets to have a great boyfriend, even though she doesn't acknowledge it. I've seen her give you mean looks and roll her eyes when you ask a stupid question, while I sit there grinni
SheShe was always a quiet girl. She sat by herself all day long. I used to look at her, staring out with her melted chocolate eyes, and think, 'Something big is going on in there. Or maybe nothing's going on.'She
She used to draw pictures of mangled corpses and bloody bed sheets. She used to smear red paint on the cafeteria wall and blame it on whoever happened to cross her path that day. She used to smile her purple-lipped smile and kiss her papers for a signature.
She used to keep her heart in a small glass box, with only enough room for herself. She ripped the heart off her sleeve and didn't patch up the hol
I Remember You.I Remember YouI Remember You.
I remember when I was six years old and you were seven, and those fourteen months between us seemed like a lifetime. You were always so much better than I was; I'd just started kindergarten and you were already in first grade, wearing your cute little jackets and Mary Janes. You were always more fashionable than I was, even then. You were always quieter than I was; in fact, back then, you hardly talked at all. I was the translator, always working so that someone else could be heard, but not caring about myself. I realize now how stupid selflessness is; you always borrowed my jacket to warm up, but never gave it bac
ChangedChangedChanged
I saw you again First time in two years Pretended it was the same Everything changed
We laughed like old friends Only for the moment That time that was spent Is gonna be forgotten What's the point?
Of trying to pretend When we both know it's over Of trying to begin From where we left off We never started, anyway
I saw you again At first I had fears I saw you again First time in two years
Everything changed We don't share the same name Our moms still pretend It's the same
Uh...Stef here :] I know I look like one of those lame people who join a website, then forget all about it. But I sign on every 2-3 days. Mild amount of poetry. I kinda lack those abilities  My poetry peaked in 5th grade, then it all went downhill. I actually got a poem of mine published; but looking back, I don't think it was all that good. But hey, if anyone wants to see it I'll gladly upload it Um, yeah...I guess a *few* things about me:: 1. I love the Jonas Brothers. {No haters, please. They helped me get through a tough time, and respect is appreciated.} 2. I'm incredibly loud // spazzish // bubbly. {But only around people I'm comfortable with.} 3. I'm currently taken. {This one's fer you, Corey!} 4. My sports include softball, gymnastics & cheerleading. {In 2006 my cheerleading team was National Champions ^^} 5. I'll probably be your best friend  {I'm incredibly likable. Or not, because that sounds rather conceited xD} |
Strokes of inspiration
Guilty
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The best kind of car chase is when the cars drive themselves.
Transformers Love. ^^
Real ninjas wear headbands.
Naruto Love. ^^
TO THE AKATSUKI MOBILE!!!
I keep trying to upload one & it never works.
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All that I feel is the realness I'm faking
--Shattered (Turn The Car Around)
you made my day :]
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You're welcome (:
<3
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All that I feel is the realness I'm faking
--Shattered (Turn The Car Around)
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Dreams can come true, but never fantasies, if you nurture a fantasy, it'll most likely get broken.
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Paranoia, insomnia, 'flu, snake-bites and cake..what a failure of a combination if ever I did see one. ~ Jon
It was her scars that made her beautiful ~ Ash: A Secret History
Oh no! The pressure's on!
xD Thank you sososososo much. Now I'mma go watch you ^^
<3
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All that I feel is the realness I'm faking
--Shattered (Turn The Car Around)
Saw MyChemAnime's thingumy about yoou and ....well I'm nice and popped by for a visit. Go a great friend there by the looks of things
Now to go through your gallery ^^
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Paranoia, insomnia, 'flu, snake-bites and cake..what a failure of a combination if ever I did see one. ~ Jon
It was her scars that made her beautiful ~ Ash: A Secret History
Thanks for following her blunt orders ^^
& yes, you're quite nice. Now I'mma hunt through your gallery (:
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All that I feel is the realness I'm faking
--Shattered (Turn The Car Around)
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Dreams can come true, but never fantasies, if you nurture a fantasy, it'll most likely get broken.
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