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Katelynn Crawley
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16 > SINGLE BITCHES > grade 11 > Queen E > Best friended by the one and only Sasha
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First dates, first kisses, countless times of hits & misses. Sneaking out then getting caught,drinking& smoking pot. Great achievements & fucking up, the best years of growing up. Insane parties, countless laughs, & slightly whore`ish photographs. From holding hands to one night stands, unexplainable nights, to not-worth-it fights. Never forgetting all the times, we won, we lost and committed crimes. Good girls to bad boys, and rockin` out with endless noise. People that call themselves your friends, moments you never want to end. Boys that rip your heart in half, & even then you want them back.People you cant live without, going too far and making out. Superficial fears, worthless mistakes, and waking up with hangover aches. Living through rock bottom all the way to sky high, when you feel amazing then want to die. Missed chances, drunken dances, bikini tops and effing cops. The worst kind of people you'll ever know and the ones you'll never want to let go. Days where you cant seem to eat, stuck up bitches and the house of no sleep. We'll always have memories of our smiles and tears, the best and worst for so many years
Im still waiting for that one special guy to come...
That guy who calls you beautiful, instead of sexy. Who calls you back
when you hang up on him. Who would stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Waiting for that guy that kisses your forehead. Who wants to show you off the
world when you are in your sweats. Who holds your hands in front of his friends.
Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you
and how lucky he is to have you. Waiting for the one who turns to his friends and says
"Thats her"...i will wait for that guy.
Ill never find him :(
16 > SINGLE BITCHES > grade 11 > Queen E > Best friended by the one and only Sasha
First dates, first kisses, countless times of hits & misses. Sneaking out then getting caught,drinking& smoking pot. Great achievements & fucking up, the best years of growing up. Insane parties, countless laughs, & slightly whore`ish photographs. From holding hands to one night stands, unexplainable nights, to not-worth-it fights. Never forgetting all the times, we won, we lost and committed crimes. Good girls to bad boys, and rockin` out with endless noise. People that call themselves your friends, moments you never want to end. Boys that rip your heart in half, & even then you want them back.People you cant live without, going too far and making out. Superficial fears, worthless mistakes, and waking up with hangover aches. Living through rock bottom all the way to sky high, when you feel amazing then want to die. Missed chances, drunken dances, bikini tops and effing cops. The worst kind of people you'll ever know and the ones you'll never want to let go. Days where you cant seem to eat, stuck up bitches and the house of no sleep. We'll always have memories of our smiles and tears, the best and worst for so many years
Im still waiting for that one special guy to come...
That guy who calls you beautiful, instead of sexy. Who calls you back
when you hang up on him. Who would stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Waiting for that guy that kisses your forehead. Who wants to show you off the
world when you are in your sweats. Who holds your hands in front of his friends.
Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you
and how lucky he is to have you. Waiting for the one who turns to his friends and says
"Thats her"...i will wait for that guy.
Ill never find him :(