jueves, 3 de junio de 2010
It hurts when being replaced, but it kills when you slowly watch yourself being replaced. It hurts seeing someone broken, but it kills when you watch yourself being broken. It hurts when you’re holding on, but it kills when you’re the only one that’s holding on. It hurts when you’re in love, but it kills when the person you love, doesn’t love you back. It hurts when you see someone crying, but it kills when you see your mum crying. It hurts when you smile, but it kills to be happy. It hurts when you fall, but it kills when there’s no one there to catch you. It hurts when you’re not noticed, but it kills when you’re invisible. It hurts when someone cuts themselves, but it kills when the reason why they cut themselves was because of you. It hurts when you love, but it kills when you know it won’t work. It hurts when you see the one you love with someone else, but it kills when you know that you would never be with that person. It hurts when you’re sad, but it kills when you’re depressed. It hurts leaving, but it kills when you’re the one leaving. It hurts when someone breaks a promise, but it kills when you know that person would never do that. It hurts when you see love, but it kills when you know that you’ll never be loved.
viernes, 28 de mayo de 2010
miƩrcoles, 26 de mayo de 2010
Have you ever wanted to be the girl that: The gets a hug and kiss every day? The girl that gets to wear his hoodie or gets to cuddle every night? The girl that he calls every morning and every night because her boyfriend wanted to be the first hello, and the last goodbye of the day. The girl that he misses and thinks about nonstop, and when you see each other, he holds her tight. The girl he talks about to his friends, and scared that he’ll lose her some way, somehow. The girl he goes crazy without talking to her once a day. Yeah, I’ve dreamt of that once. Or how about, the girl whose boyfriend that lives miles away, but he’ll call her and text her all he can. He’s jealous of all her friends that are boys, because they can see her everyday, but he can’t. Or the girl that makes him laughs and smiles and he hates her being upset. They have cute nicknames that actually have meaning. She can act mad, but he sees right through her. But the one thing she loves is that he gets her and understands her feelings and love for him. Yeah, I wanted to be his girl.
“Before you can grow up, you must fall in love three times. Once you must fall in love with your best friend, ruining your friendship forever. This will teach you who your true friends are, and the fine line between friendship and more. Once you must fall in love with someone you believe to be perfect. You will learn that no one is perfect, and that you should never be treated as any less than you deserve. And once you must fall in love with someone that is exactly like you. This will teach you about who you are, and who you want to be. And when you’re through with all that, you learn that the people who care about you the most are the ones that hurt you, and the ones that hurt you are the ones that you needed the most. But most of all, you learn that love is only a concept and not something that can be defined. It is different to each person that experiences it. And you will learn to respect each and every person on this earth, knowing that everyone only wants to be loved.”
martes, 25 de mayo de 2010
When it's not worth dying for?
Does it take you breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating?
Does the pain weight out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Does someone break your heart inside?
You're in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I
When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul
Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last
You're in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I
Did you try to live on your own
When you burned down the house and home?
Did you stand too close to the fire?
Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone
When it's time to live and let die
And you can't get another try
Something inside this heart has died
You're in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I
lunes, 24 de mayo de 2010
domingo, 23 de mayo de 2010
sƔbado, 22 de mayo de 2010
Do you ever get that feeling where you don’t want to talk to anybody? You don’t want to smile and you don’t want to fake being happy. But at the same time you don’t know exactly what’s wrong either. There isn’t a way to explain it to someone who doesn’t already understand. If you could want anything in the world it would be to be alone. People have stopped being comforting and being along never was. At least when you’re alone no one will constantly ask you what is wrong and there isn’t anyone who won’t take ‘I don’t know’ for an answer. You feel the way you do just because. You hope the feeling will pass soon and that you will be able to be yourself again, but until then all you can do is wait.
jueves, 20 de mayo de 2010
lunes, 17 de mayo de 2010
This is life. People will screw you over. You’ll fight with your family. You’ll witness things that will change you forever. You’ll blame new lovers for things old lovers did. You’ll lose best friends you thought would always be there. You’ll come to realize that everyone has a past. You’ll cry, you’ll laugh, and you’ll embarrass yourself. But then, you’ll find your very own moment where none of that matters; where you can sit back and realize that shit happens to the people who can handle it and that this is who you are, and that no one should want to change you, including yourself.
domingo, 16 de mayo de 2010
sƔbado, 15 de mayo de 2010
viernes, 14 de mayo de 2010
lunes, 10 de mayo de 2010
viernes, 7 de mayo de 2010
Maybe I need some rehab, or maybe just need some sleep
I've got a sick obsession, I'm seeing it in my dreams
I'm looking down every alley, I'm making those desperate calls
Im staying up all night hoping, Hit my head against the walls
What you've got boy is hard to find
Think about it all about it all the time
I'm all strung up my heart is fried
I just cant get you off my mind
Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I said your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Music's up
Listen hot stuff
I'm in love
With this song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enough
Stop ta-ta-talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah
Boy come on get my rocks off
Come put a little love in my glove box
I wanna dance with no pants on (Holla!)
You take a deep breath And you walk through the doors It's the mornin of your very first day You say hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while And try to stay out of everybody's way It's your freshman year And
you're gonna be here for the next 4 years In this town Hopin' one of those Senior boys Will wink at you and
say 'I haven't seen you around before'
Cuz when you're fifteen, somebody tells you they love you You're gonna believe them And when you're
fifteen Feelin' like there's nothin to figure out Count to ten Take it in This is life before you know who you're
gonna be Fifteen...