If you only knew.
[1]like everything!, just makes me think of some stuff that we've done,
[2]and you just miss their touch and for them to be there, and hold you, it
[3]sounds corney but i'm like craving that affection
[4]like you just wish they would be there like they said they would be, but they never are
[5], and you feel so empty and alone,
[6]like you miss they feeling for them there with you;for you
[7]yeah, and just they way they looked at you and yu new that you were the one and now thats all gone
[8]yeah, and their kiss, just giving you butterflies, or their touch sending shocks up your back.
[9]or the feeling of safty in their arms, and that no one in the world mattters but you and him
[10]yeah, and the feelin you get just before you walk in there house, or when your about to go and see them
[11]yes, and even just lying there, on his chest listening to his heartbeat, falling asleep,
[12]Or when you just stop and looking in his eyes and he looks into yours, it's the best feeing ever
[13]ugh i no, or thous nights when nothings going right and then they call and every things ok
[14]just cuz your talkin to them
[15]yeah, just like they could read your mind, and know when you really need to talk to them, or even when your phone goes off, and theres text message saying "i love you baby" or even just "hey baby"
[16]yeah, it just makes you wanna scream, or when your thinin about them and you see a picture and your heart jumps
[17]yeah, or when you hear their voice you get so excited, and breatheless
an u just wanna be like OMG I LOVE YOU
[18]or when you see their truck coming, your stomach jumps
[19]yes, and just tell them so much you mean in, that you never want to leave them, or you never want them to let you go.
[20]yeah, and just to no that your the only one in there life
[21]or even when you know they're looking at you ,you don't look back, you just sit there like y ou don't notice
[22]you feel as though you're the most beautiful girl in this sight
[23]or when they get supre close and you no there going to kiss you and you just cant wait for it, you get the butterfulies and u cant help but smile
[24]and then when you do, it's so much more than a kiss to you,
his lips so temping, you want more and more
[25]or when they leave the room and then they come bakc you get so excited even if it was just for a second but u still missed them
[26]or when "your" song comes on, you just want to stop everything, just to listen to that song, and think about them
makes you miss them even more
[27]or when you get home n you smell your clothes and there sent is one them you never want to get outta them
[28]and when you smell that smell anywhere, you imidiatly think about a moment with him
[29]or when you have one of there sweaters and you see it on the floor you imidiatly think of them and pick it up and put it one
[30]and just lay down and think of nothing else but them
[31]and just cant help but want to be with them soo bad
[32]and you sit in your bed ,and listen to that song, and just cry because all you want is for them to be there
[33]going to sleep is never the same without them there
[34]or when u spend so much time with them, and go home and u get so loney
[35]and when you see them again,it seems like forever, you just want to never take your eyes off them
[36]u love being with them you wish it was just u and him left on the world
[37]and that no one else matterd at all, you feel as though no other guy will ever make you feel this way
[38]or when you go home after and oyu can still feel there touch
Only If Yu Never What Yu Mean To Me</3
We are the party girls.
We always dress to kill - even if were in our pajamas in our friends basement we party like rockstars.
We drink for one reason - to get drunk - not so socialize or to have a good time - simply to get wasted.
We accept your dirty looks as compliments because frankly if we were you - we’d hate us too.
We get along better with guys - not because were “sluts” but because their less dramatic and don’t cry when they’ve had too much to drink - usually.
Don’t judge us because you don’t know us - and we really DON’T care what you think.
We don’t pride ourselves on being able to get drunk off 3 coolers were proud of our larger accomplishments - being able to drink all night and still be able to walk. We are the life of the party always - usually because were killing ourselves laughing over something no one understands - because you had to be there, or one of us (usually the little one) started a fight with some girl (usually the biggest one she can find). Were fun - few people see us how we really are most people see our STUCK UP side. If we puke we man up and mix another drink - if we pass out we accept that were probably going to wake up with something written on our faces. If we drink beer we burp louder then boys - don’t hate if you weren’t so worried about what everyone else was thinking you`d do it too. There's no such thing as too much. Going to work or school hung over is like a second nature - it doesn’t phase us.
If you have never drank yourself sober you don’t belong. If you have never woken up in the morning to buy mix and start drinking again - you don’t belong. If you have never woken up and not known where you are - you don’t belong. If you have never watched your friend puke and worried because her hair looked ugly or makeup came off - you don’t belong. If you have never had a peeing outside miss hap, a wound with an un known source,
- if you have never danced to FOOTLOOSE and had pictures taken of you hugging bottles of liquor while passed out- you don’t belong. You probably just don’t belong but its okay some girls just aren’t cut out to be like us. It’s not a personality It’s a life style. Mock us because were “junkies” but you secretly deep down crave the fast paced excitement of who we are and what we do.
Hi! Welcome to Slut Central. My name is Princess, and I`ll be your help today.
First of all, we`re going to spend four hours blow drying and straightening
your hair, not to mention dying it the exact same colour as all of your
friends, even though it looked better before we touched it. Here`s
your padded push-up bra that will make you look like a ridiculously
fake 34C, and of course, your pair of pink army print Dorinhas in
a size 0, even though you`re obviously a size 5. It`s okay, it`s totally
sexy when your hips and beer belly ooze over the tops of your
pants. You can wear whatever shirt you want as long as it shows
cleavage and matches our trendy name-brand shoes. We`re
also going to pierce your tongue, nipples, clitoris, ears and
belly button so you can list all your piercings to anybody that
will listen, because it's just so incredibly sexy to have a piece
of metal sticking out of your cunt. There are boys all over this
park ranging from ages 15 to 20. Please have sex with as
many as possible, and then brag about it to everyone. You can
lie about your age if you think that will make them respect you
more. It won`t, but you might as well try. Also, find another hot
little girl that will make out with you and fondle your fake boobies
so that onlooking guys can get a boner and you can say,
proudly, "I inspired that with my pseudo-bisexuality, which is
SO hot right now." Whenever our shitty hip hop music comes
on, you must begin grinding with whatever boy or girl is closest
to you. You may not, nder any circumstances, actually DANCE
unless you are shaking your ass. Also, it`s pretty much an
ongoing party here, so drink as much of your Bacardi Breezers
and smoke as much of your fake boyfriend's pot as you can.
You`re SO much more attractive and funny when you're
drunk/ripped off your face. If you see anyone in the park that
is NOT a slut or the companion of a slut, you must sneer
at/whisper about them to your friends. If you are feeling
particularly brave and/or pre-menstrual, you can say something
to them along the lines of, "OMG like nice shirt, where`d you
buy it, VALUE VILLAGE?" and then collapse in fits of hapless
giggles with your make-out sisters.
Here`s your complimentary Paris Hilton perfume, 50 Cent
CD and fake Louis Vuitton purse. The purse is completely
pointless since it`s only about as big as your pinky and you
can`t even fit your shiny pink cell phone into it, but that`s
okay, because the cell phone`s only for show anyway. The
only people that call you are your parents and your best friend,
asking what outfit you're wearing tomorrow so you girls
can co-ordinate and act like it was by accident. Oh, and
that guy that you gave a blow job to last week at that party
MIGHT call if you leave enough messages for him.
PS: Please, no less than three inches of your super-sexy
black g-string may hang out of your pants.
That's all. Have fun, girlies
Mmm, I want someone that calls me Pumpkin, just because they know it makes me happy, rather than refuse because they think the name doesn't suit me. Someone that would be willing to spend all their money on me, but knows that I would never allow them to. I want someone that would rather spend time with me than their friends, but knows that I'd still make them be with their friends sometimes. I want someone that calls me without me having to ask them to, just because they miss me, and want to say hi. I want someone that asks me what's wrong, and actually cares enough to listen. I want someone that knows automatically when I say "it's fine, nothing's wrong" that everything is wrong. I want someone that can look into my eyes and see that something's wrong even when I have a smile on my face. I want someone that's just as interested as looking at my baby pictures, and child videos as I am, and doesn't just pretend. I want someone that would be willing to show me their baby pictures, and child videos, just because they love me, and know it would make me happy. I want someone that doesn't care that I ask a lot of them, because they ask a lot of me, too, and we both know that's how our relationship is kept strong. I want someone who isn't afraid to kiss me in front of their friends. I want someone who calls me "pumpkin" and "pookie" just because it's cute, whether people are around, or not. I want someone who'se never too busy for me, and means it, when they say "forever". I want someone that takes me out on dates, and is proud to have pictures of him and I posted everywhere. I want someone who doesn't care if I'm wearing makeup, or not, because they don't care if I'm ugly, they just care that I love them, and they love me. I want someone who understands that everyone makes mistakes. I want someone that would make my dreams come true. I want someone that would throw rocks at my window, just because they know it's what I want. I want someone that can't stand to hang up on me, so even when they get mad, they always call back. I want someone who would spend their time reading this, just to know what would make me happy. I want someone who would read this without thinking of it as "a waste of time". I want someone who will tell the truth, so I can know how to be perfect for them.. atleast in their eyes. I want someone who knows everything about me, and lets me have the chance to get to know everything about them. And.. I need someone that accepts me with, or without depression.
a darkness falls upon you...if feels like your standing out-side on a cold winters day with nothing but a blanket of nails
to keep you warm. the tighter you pull the more it hurts and you just pray to the saints that they'll take the pain away.
they say that a broken heart will heal with time but thats all lies and denial, if you get over your heartbreak then you
weren't really in love in the first place. i was the one to break your heart......but i wont say sorry because im not.
i dont blame for doing what you did out of spite and revenge...hell you know i would have done the exact same thing.
see this is the conclusion ive come to is that, i dont want you anymore i really used to hate myself for letting you go
but in the end im glad i did beacuse now you have a great and wonderful friend as your new love and im fucking glad
your with her and no some-one else. theres just one last thing i want you to take back that you said to me, you said,
"i will always love you Paige....forever", and i just want you to know that i never, ever want to here you say that fucking
sentence to me again not matter how much you mean it. love from a girl with a true heart of ice and a true sociopathic mind
She doesn't believe she'spretty,
she's tired of all the bullshit, she doesn't want to hurt anymore. All she wants is to get over him. Because of him she believed all of his lies that she was pretty. and all she wants is a man to tell her she's pretty and means every word of it. She want to be his frist lovenot his second she's tired of being used like that. She doesn' understand what happened to tthem they were perfect she didnt want anybody but him and she got butterflies everytime she heard his name or saw his name on her phone. && she still gets butterflies but she doesn't want to go on in the pain that she is. They have been broken up for some time now and all he does is tease her, or play with her mind. He calls her and tells her all these things that she believes an then goes and screws around. She wants to move on and be happy like she once was. She wants needs him back but deep down she knows that it willwon't happen and even if he did want her back she wouldnt let it happen because of all the times he played her. She's never believed in love can she ever believe in love i dont think so. She just wants be happy again.
Ever n o t i c e that when you tell a guy you l o v e him,
And he tells you he l o v e s you back
He usually doesn't?
Ever notice that whenever you like a guy,
You get so c l o s e to going out with him,
& then you n e v e r do?
Ever notice that when a guy tells you that you
Are the m o s t beautiful girl he has ever seen,
He has told many more girls the s a m e thing?
Ever notice that most guys are e x a c t l y the same?
So p r o v e me this.
I just need one guy to prove me
w r o n g.
