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o boy
i no i'll be ok alone..
i will survive..
but y would i want to?
when i could be with u?
 

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ugh
why
do all good things
have to come to an
end
 

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pfff hes so yesterday
its hard to even imagine how much pain i felt from him
its embarassing really to even admit that i liked him that much
and still dont no why i did.
i think of him at times, its hard not to, and i pinch myself and think:
how can u still even think like that after everything hes done?
then i realize why all those girls i no go back to them
the ones who beat them
cheat on them
put them down
its not love
its how we are
 

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love
its funny how love is totally the center of our world
we live for it we die for it
it makes us laugh makes us cry
it kicks us down and helps us up
we search for it even where it hurts
and no matter what we try again
 

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kinda like that
she started off where it all began she explianed how they met,
and how she fell for him almost immdeaitly.
how she had no idea what she was getting into.
how he made her happier than she`s ever really been.
then they got to the part when it all started too come crashing down.
When the fights started too replace all the cute conversations they once had.
She got to the part about how much she hates him and how she didn`t care at all
Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y
before the tears started filling her eyes she didn`t even understand why she was crying .
just trying too understand then finally she figured it out
she doesn`t hate him she just hates the way things have changed
and how he deals with it the reason she doesn`t miss him is because when they talk
it`s always a fight and a dissapointment in the end
and thing`s just arn`t the way they were before & that`s what she hates the most
.
 

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yea i love blog, dal OK
sometimes
best friends can be your worst enemies
and
first loves can be your biggest disappointments
 

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i love this
The worst feeling isn't being lonely, but being forgotten
by someone you could never forget. To look back and see
how things use to be, knowing it'll never be the same,
and realizing it doesn't matter to him at all because
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he doesn't miss a thing
 

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wow
so
as i get older
i find it harder to not have a dad
like at first i thought
i'll get over it
i mean how hard can it be
lots of ppl have to do it
but it's just
now that certain milestones in my life are happenin
it's hard to just email u about them
but the thing is
as hard as it is like this
it'd be even harder to start over
i don't no if i can
 

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someone
.SO.. i met someone else.
.and he makes me happy.
.he doesn't kiss my hand.
.or call me sweetie.
.but we have fun together.
.and i can be myself around him.
u guys are actually a lot alike
except...he's better
 

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circle of love
right now u seem so perfect to me
but i'm just not good enough i guess...
so i'll move on and u'll be fine.
i'll find some guy who appreciates me...
and thats when i'll be perfect for u.
but u won't be good enough for me...
 

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u no
DAMN boy,
i think ur more of a
drama queen
then me
 

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hands down<3
and we stood at ur door
with ur hands on my waist
and u kissed me like u meant it...
and i knew
that u meant it.
o-x-ox-o-xo-x-o-xo-x-o-xo-x-o-xo
 

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i love my mom
When you were 8 years old,
your mom handed you an
ice cream. You thanked her by dripping it
all over your lap.

When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano
lessons. You thanked her by never even
bothering to practice.

When you were 10 years old, she drove you all
day, from soccer to football to one birthday
party after another. You thanked her by
jumping out of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11 years old, she took you and
your friends to the movies. You thanked her by
asking to sit in a different row.

When you were 12 years old, she warned
you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked
her by waiting until she left the house.

When you were 13, she suggested a
haircut that was becoming. You thanked her by telling
her she had no taste.

When you were 14, she paid for a month
away at summer camp. You thanked her by
forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15, she came home from work,
looking for a hug. You thanked her by having your
bedroom door locked.

When you were 16, she taught you how to drive
her car. You thanked her by taking it every
chance you could.

When you were 17, she was expecting an
important call. You thanked her by being
on the phone all night.

When you were 18, she cried at your high
school graduation. You thanked her by staying
out partying until dawn.

When you were 19, she paid for your
college tuition, drove you to campus carried your
bags. You thanked her by saying good-bye
outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in
front of your friends.

When you were 25, she helped to pay for
your wedding, and she cried and told you how
deeply she loved you. You thanked her by
moving halfway across the country.

When you were 50, she fell ill and
needed you to take care of her. You thanked her by
reading about the burden parents become to their
children.

And then one day, she quietly died. And
everything you never did came crashing
down like thunder on your heart.

If you love your mom, repost this on your blog
 

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dashboard confessionals

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my hopes are so high
that your kiss might kill me
so won't u k i l l me
so i die happy
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my heart is urs
to fill or burst
to break or bury
or wear as jewlery
whichever u prefer
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their words are harsh
lets not get busted
just lay intwined here
....undiscovered
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he, he tastes like u only
s w e e t e r

one night yea

one more time

thnks fr th mmrs
even tho they weren't so great