| Psh |
[May. 31st, 2006|08:24 am] |
wow.
so i went counseling with my mom yesterday.
the chick was like "why do you feel that way"
ok first off stfu
i dont want to be here.
second. who the fuck cares? your not going to do anything about it.
and the last thing that bugged the shit out of me. my mom told the counsler that she "just wants us to get along".WHAT THE FUCK?!!?
i told her in the parking lot she is the fakest person i know.
but she did tell me if we got along she would let me get a tatto :D |
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| looking for my vanity |
[May. 24th, 2006|06:08 pm] |
So it's the end of the year
The hallways divide us like public restrooms
I'm dying here, give me a clue
Do you think I can last through the night?
Bet on me baby
Because if you don't someone will |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 23rd, 2006|12:17 pm] |
britkneeatsfaces
fatexspellsxfake
britputurpantson
ahhaha just some suggestions |
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| motherfuckers |
[May. 23rd, 2006|08:41 am] |
i am getting a new screen name.
like maggie.
yeahh
cuz people keep asking me a/s/l?
and its fucking annoying.
so
i will update when i know what my new screen name is :] |
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| Maybe she'll forget, but only for a minute |
[May. 19th, 2006|04:34 pm] |
Behind a smiling girl there is pain.
Pain you can't even begin to imagine.
Her heart is worn out, it doesn't even work anymore.
She wishes she could take back every good thing she said about you.
How does it feel?
To be ignored, not to have a chance.
Or is your excuse along the lines of "I never knew" |
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| Set-up for rejection |
[May. 19th, 2006|04:07 pm] |
Dear....,
I'm begging for your attention.
My heart cannot beat without that smile on your face
People tell me to forget you, and that I'll find someone better.
But there is no one better in my eyes.
- C lunch girl<3 |
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| Wasted/pouring my heart out at my highschool prom |
[May. 19th, 2006|03:51 pm] |
He looks into her eyes, but pretends it's nothing.
In the hallway she hides her love for him.
It's obvious.
She would do anything he wanted her to do.
And it kills her inside. |
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| Writing in a hotel bedroom |
[May. 19th, 2006|08:34 am] |
Romance. It's fake.
I have longed for you to long.
The looks you give me are to die for.
And I don't think I can stand another minute without breaking down. |
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| He see's the sunrise in her eyes |
[May. 18th, 2006|01:58 pm] |
Guess what?
I'm done.
I'm done with all your lies.
Your fake, and I want no part of it.
My heart is attached to you.
It will never break off, not even if you tried.
And that my love is deeper than my soul. |
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| Fate spells Fake |
[May. 17th, 2006|09:19 am] |
the walls are crawling with secrets
but they'll never tell
this bed has been made to many times
alarm set for 6 a.m.
looks in her magazine for the latest trends
puts on her fake personality
and she's good to go. |
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