baby-it's called originality.
heres a dollar.
go buy some.
<3
Shes moved on and i feel sorry for him
because she used to think
he was the most amazing boy ever.
Sometimes just holding hands is holding on to everything.
If you like her, tell her. Chances
are, she loves you twice as much.
it's not up to me anymore.
if you want me in your life
you'll find a way to put me there
You do your thing, and I'll do my thing.
You be you, I'll be me. And if in the
end, we both end up together, it's beautiful.
Tell me do you think I'm falling for him.
kids are screaming
at the top of their lungs
while they're pointing
their fingers like they're
loaded guns.
Maybe he's starting to see the real girl. The one
behind an ambitious, quiet, and self-concious girl.
The one who loves her friends more than life itself
and laughs about pretty much everything, cause she
can. And that's what she thinks life is all about;
h a v i n g t h e t i m e o f y o u r l i f e .
i want the kind of guy that wouldn't
ignore me when he's with his friends,
but hold me tighter & kiss me a little harder...
just to make them jealous
she saves his voicemail
so when she's lonely...
she can hear his voice
here's to the kids. this is for you. here's to the kids who would rather spend their night with a bottle of whiskey & conor playing on their headphones than go to some vomit-stained highschool party. here's to the kids whose 11:11 wish was wasted on one person who will never be there for them. here's to the kids whose idea of a good night is sitting on the hood of a car, watching the stars. here's to the kids who never were too good at life, but still were wicked cool. here's to the kids who listened to fallout boy and hawthorne heights before they were on MTV ...and blame MTV for ruining their life. here's to the kids who care more about the music then the haircuts. here's to the kids who have crushes on a stupid lush. here's to the kids who hum "last chance to lose your keys" when they're stuck home, dateless, on a saturday night. here's to the kids who have ever had a broken heart.. from someone who didnt even know they existed. here's to the kids who have read the perks of being wall flower & didn't feel so alone after doing so. here's to the kids who spend their days in photobooths with their best friend(s). here's to the kids who are straight up smartasses & just don't care. here's to the kids who speak their mind. here's to the kids who consider screamo their lullaby for going to sleep. here's to the kids who second-guess themselves on everything they do. here's to the kids who will never have 100 percent confidence in anything they do, and to the kids who are okay with that. here's to the kids.. this is for you..
I wish I could watch a movie or listen to a song without thinking about you. Walking through the bookstore has become a chore because each title, each cover, each beautiful word sends images of you into my mind. I can't even close my eyes without you being there, but imagining you just isn't enough. I want you to be by my side so that each time I'm reminded of you, I can look over my shoulder and be reminded all over again
&& tonight I won't wear my seatbelt.
I'll speed on the wet slick roads.
I'll take that curve a little too fast.
You will see the fatal crash on the news
&& you know what?
You still won't miss me.
we're not sarcastic; we're hilarious - we're not annoying; we're
just cooler than you; we`re not b****es - we just dont like you
we aren't concited- we speak the truth. and, babe
we're not obsessed; we're just best friends.
There are three types of people in this world-
the ones who keep you alive
the ones who cause you to die
and then ones who somehow manage to do both
at the same time.
i am going to tell you the truth..so be ready ;;
I LOVE YOU. yes I do. i wanna be with you as long as i can.
it will be hard at times. but i believe in this relationship.
i think about you constantly, & lately..you're all I think about.
Your smile could launch a
r o c k e t s h i p, darling.
more like,
you're startled everytime you see him,
because you notice something new
in a "Where's Waldo" sort of way.
more like,
you can't stop writing third grade run on sentences,
because you can't even remotely begin
to describe something, someone so inherently amazing.
more like,
you're afraid that if you stare at him too long,
you'll prove your parents right.
that yes, your face will get stuck that way.
but, you don't mind.
she's been stuck in the stereotype of
a pretty little girl who's always happy
and never does anything wrong.
you took me to your house
we stared up at the stars
I LISTENED TO YOUR HEARTBEAT
as you held me in your arms
I don't get high, but sometimes I wish I did.
That way, when I messed up in life I would have an excuse.
But right now there's no rehab for stupidity
i`m the type of girl that would
want his jacket just because it
s m e l l s l i k e h i m
Never say you don't
have a chance with
someone when you
haven't even asked
Twenty years from now I am gonna look back,
and remember that you were that one person
who could turn every frown into a smile in a
few simple words. That person who lifted my
head when I was losing faith in myself. That
one person who carried tears on her shoulders
after every fight, every break up, every death.
That one person who always knew what I was
feeling by the look on my face. That one person
who accepted who I was when everyone else
laughed in my face. That one person that
accepted every decision I made believing that
i'd make the right decision. That one person who
knew who I really was. That one person that made
the biggest difference in my life. My best friend
Besides,
even good girls have secrets,
ones even their best friends must guess.
who do they turn to on lonely
moon-shadowed sidewalks?
I'd love to hear them confess.
i really hope that this works out.
i've never had more faith in anyone.
i've never had more hope in anything.
please don't ruin that.
please don't let it die.
Just once I want someone to look at me
& right away think I was beautiful. Not
after they get to know me, or after they
see inside my soul, just me. I want to walk
in a room & light up, not blend.
who do you turn to
when the only one
who can dry your tears
is the one that made you cry ?
&We'll finally discover
what it's like to be happy
because we're together.
I want to hold hands
&waste Fridays with you.
She's beautiful, but she'll never admit it.
music is her life, literally. Ask for a good
song, she'll give you 5. Pearls and jeans
are her trademarks. she's afraid of the
dark & obsessed with coffee. When she
smiles her whole face lights up. && her
heart's been broken by a guy who doesnt
love her anymore And you know what?
SHE DOES CARE.
Don't tell me who I am; because
unless I write all my thoughts down
on a piece of paper and hand it to
you, you don't even know half my life.
Love is a serial killer &&
were all just innocent victims | 
