i'm a hypocrite, because i'll be civil to people i don't like.
i'm a jerk, because sarcasm breathes for me.
i'm fat, because i have hips.
i'm boring, because i would rather photography over sports.
i'm not stylish, because i don't buy designer branded clothes.
i'm emo, because i love skinny jeans and slips.
i'm a prep, because my friends shop at all-american stores.
i'm picky, because i want the right boy, at the right time.
i'm obnoxious, because i'm always happy.
i'm not popular, because all i really need is my best friend.
i'm a poser, because i love pretty much every kind of music type.
i'm poor, because God knew i would be just find without the big house, fancy car, the glitz and the glamour.
i'm ugly, bceause my face is in the yearbook, not a magazine.
i'm lost, because i don't have all of eternity planned out by 17.

i'm ally, because that's who i was born to be.

yesterday, i couldn't feel this

today, i'm sick of trying to live like i can live on my own

this world around me is suffocating

but i keep forgetting to turn and run into You

so find me.

whereever i am, won't you find me?

i got myself lost and i don't think i want to be roaming in heartache

please, find me tonight.

i make it hard and i can't stand it

can't wrap my head around it

i wrestle with You more than i should

i make a mess of everything, but You see the best in me

i'll never be too far gone

You speak without sound

Your love is so loud

You always save me.

i don't...love you anymore.
i'm not sure if i ever loved you.
i know that i wanted to love you...i needed to.
all of my life, all i ever wanted is someone to love, who loves me
i never felt complete.
it felt like i needed someone to tell me that i was worth it-that i worth all the trouble of loving, the heartache, the wanting, the waiting, the crying, the fighting.
but now i know that i just tricked myself into thinking that you were mine, and that i was yours, and that we belonged to each other.
but i could never give my heart to you.
not my soul.
not my dreams and my hopes.
i can't give those to you because,
because when i hold you, i'm always the first one to let go.
and when we stare at each other, i'm always the one who becomes distracted with some minor detail else than your face.
and when you tell me that you love me...i don't feel complete.
i feel like i'm cheating you out of real love.
don't you see?
they were all right
we were wrong and they were right.
and however much we don't want that to be true,
it is.
but just before you go to sleep at night, and when you see a shooting star, and even when you laugh,
just think of me
and how much i needed you all those years,
how much i needed you to love me
and how much i needed to love you.

back to you
it always comes around back to you.
i tried to forget you, i tried to stay away, but it's too late

over you?
i'm never over you.
there's something about you
it's just the way you move,
the way you move me.

i'm so good at forgetting
and i quit every game i play
but forgive me, love
i can't turn and walk away this way


i walk with your shadow
i'm sleeping in my bed with your silhouette
you should have smiled in that picture
if it's the last that i'll see of you
it's the least that you could not do.


leave the light on,
i'll never give up on you
leave the light on for me, too


back to me,
i know that it comes back to me

dosen't it scare you?

your will is not as strong as it used to be.

i can go on for days and weeks with not speaking with you. always waiting on you to be the first one to say hi. you know how it goes. you know the drill.
and i know that bothers you. it always has.
but yet, when i see your name, i can't help but open up the conversation and respond back to you
i know it probably won't do me any good to continue on with the conversation but
we talk.
and for a lack of better words, it really does seem like a normal, light-hearted,friend-to-friend conversation
not mentioning the past, our past
like we usually would
it seems like we're progressing, finally moving forward
but behind the screen, you know we're just trying to make it seem that way.
we both are.
and we both know it.
atleast i hope so.
and we both know that no matter how hard we try to cover it up and move on,
it's there. it stands out. i feel it.
and i hope you still feel it too.
most people would say, 'just tell him to stop. tell him to leave it alone'
and the truth is, that makes sense.
but it's easier said than done.
from the bottom of my heart, i want to be friends, if we can't be anything else.
and that's why i can't tell you to stop, to leave it alone.
because i want every piece of you i can still get
i want to have any piece of you i can still get.
i say, you think you know me so well
you say, i feel that i do
and i hate that you say that,
beceause it's true.
you know so much about me, but at the very same time, so little.
i wish we could go back to the day, we just sat and played video games
watched tv, ice-skated in your backyard
like friends.
but we can't ever be just friends, can we?
i hate that. i hate that so much.
we can't be friends, we can't be anything more.
we've made our own category.
but it dosen't work anymore.
what happens when we don't fit that category anymore?
what happens when we don't fit any category?
what happens next?

If this is love, if this is trust

count me out.

Just call me Karma

"The same God who was with Daniel in the lions den,

and the same God who was with Shadrach,Meshach and Abednego in the fiery furnace,

is the same God who is with you now"

A thousand times I find myself asking, 'Why? Why?"

You know this hasn't been a walk in the park for us.

P.s. I know you better than I know myself.

I'm capable of everything but loving you.

i'm living life right now man

and this is what i'm gonna do till it's over

but it's far from over.

(last name ever, first name greatest.)

P.s. I finally unlocked your text messages, and deleted them.

don't get caught up in beautiful.

it's just a word.

Caution: Akward situations ahead.

P.s. If you're waiting for a sign...this is it.

If this is where God wants me to be-that's okay with me.

If 'here' is without you- that's okay with me too.

Happiness.

happiness is just outside my window.

would it crash, blowing 80-miles an hour?

or is happiness a little more like knocking on your door, and you just let it in?

happiness feels a lot like sorrow.

let it be-you can't make it come or go

but you are gone-not for good, but for now

gone for now feels a lot like gone for good

happiness is like a firecracker sitting on my headboard

happiness was never mine to hold

careful child, light the fuse and get away,

because happiness throws a shower of sparks

happiness damn near destroys you,

it breaks your faith to pieces on the floor

so you tell yourself, 'that's probably enough for now'

happiness has a violent roar.

happiness is like the old man told me,

"look for it, but you'll never find it all. But let it go, live your life and leave it.Then one day, wake up and she'll be home"

It is what it is.

You can spend all night-and the rest of your life, for that matter-looking for some little equation that makes it all equate.

But I don't think that equation exists.

The world is the world.

All you can change is the way you deal with what's thrown your way

"Sometimes i think God is like weather- you may not like the weather, but it has nothing to do with you. You just happen to be there. Deal with it."

-Hey Nostradamus!

Don't put your heart on hold. Don't wait for something to happen, to change, or to improve.

You don't have a day...or even a minute to lose.

Just a word of encouragement-

everyone fails.

Fall seven times, stand up eight.

P.s. I don't tell people how I feel....how I really feel.

P.s. When do i know when enough is enough?

Natural Highs.

You know some of these have happened to you.
and you loved it.
:)

1. Falling in love.
2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.
3. A hot shower.
4. No lines at the supermarket.
5. A special glance.
6. Getting mail.
7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.
8. Hearing your favourite song on the radio.
9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.
10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.

11. Chocolate milkshake. (or vanilla or strawberry!)
12. A bubble bath.
13. Giggling.
14. A good conversation.
15. The beach.
16. Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.
17. Laughing at yourself.
18. Phone calls that last for hours.
19. Running through sprinklers.
20. Laughing for absolutley no reason at all.

21. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.
22. Laughing at an inside joke.
23. Friends.
24. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.
25. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.
26. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).
27. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.
28. Playing with a new puppy.
29. Having someone play with your hair. [my weakness right here!]
30. Sweet dreams.

31. Hot chocolate.
32. Road trips with friends.
33. Swinging on swings.
34. Making eye contact with a cute stranger.
35. Making chocolate chip cookies
36. Having you friends send you homemade cookies
37. Holding hands with someone you care about.
38. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.
39. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you.
40. Watching the sunrise.

41. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.
42. Knowing that somebody misses you.
43. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.
44. Knowing that you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.

"I don't hate people,
I just feel better when they aren't around"

-Charles Bukowski

"Sometimes, someone comes into your life that changes everything.

Raises the standards,

makes you laugh,

and makes you feel like you.

There is something about him you can't put into words

and even though you're not with him,
you don't want to let him go."

"Thanks, tips"

: A sarcastic reply to someone's pointless, obvious statement.

I never knew..

I never knew

that everyone I knew

was waiting

on a cue

to turn

and run

when all I needed

was the

truth.

But that's how it's gotta be.

Suddenly, I become a part of your past

I'm becoming the part that don't last

I'm losing you and it's effortless.

P.s. I lock your text messages.

I hate talking about it because i hate thinking about it.

"Don't let opportunities pass you by.
Don't dismiss people without thinking how you may feel later.
Don't end something great, just because you think it would be too inconvenient to your life to let it continue.
The truth is, everyone needs closure.
Even if you do try something, and it's difficult, and it ends, at least you know you tried.
Atleast you know it was really the right decision to end it.
You tried, and you failed.
That's okay, that's something you'll get over.
But wondering, always wondering how it would have went if you just let it happen, that's torture.
It's the "what if's" that keep me up at night.
And the fact that he was strong enough to want me, to want to put up a fight for me,
and I wasn't strong enough to fight for him.
And for the way I feel now, I have only myself to blame."

-CC's blog

You should have a guy that makes you feel happier, not upset.

I don't think that's too much to ask for.

Wise words from The Hills.

Lauren: I think that everyone can change if the right person comes along, and I think that every girl wants to be the right person. Every girl wants to be the one girl that can change that guy.

Lo: But why do you have to have a guy that you have to change, don't you want to meet somebody that's good already?

Lauren: That's too easy.

Cheetah! Cheetah!

A: Oh man...I cheated hardcore in class today.

E: You did? hahaha.

A: Yeah! I think it was my first time ever in my life.

E: Yah right...You're a terrible person.

A: Oh, aren't you sweet.

E: I know.

E: But you're terrible.

A: Have I ever told you how glad I am to be friends with you?
E: No I don't believe so.

A: Good.

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive your car, I hate it when you stare

I hate your [big,dumb combat boots] and the way you read my mind

I hate you so much, it makes me sick-it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie.

I hate it when you make me laugh-even worse when you make me cry

I hate it when you're not around. and that fact that you didn't call.

But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you-
not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.