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Sunday, September 23, 2007

Currently Listening
The Same Old Blood Rush with a New Touch
By Cute Is What We Aim For
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i just don`t get it.
why cant we just go back to the way it was before?

it was my birthday the other day... 17!
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so damned are the sights of me and you
but i have to find a way, a way to get through
in tangled phrases i describe how i feel
to prove to you my love is real
but even words couldn`t touch what we had
my hearts on the paper, theres nothing to add
but even at best its merely a sloppy degree
of jaded teenage poetry

((by meeeeeeee))

down here time moves so slow
life could pass you by and you wouldn't know,
things change, but they rarely do
you count the days as they barely move.
maybe I could still hold you
or you could call if you feel so inclined?
please take your time locating whatever you're trying to find
maybe it's time to let go
but I'm too scared and so unprepared
how do I forget every moment in time that we shared?

i need some sleep, it can't go on like this.
i tried counting sheep but there's one i miss.
everyone says i'm getting down too low.
everyone says you just gotta let it go

I'm sitting here all by myself
just trying to think of something to do,
tryin' to think of something, anything
just to keep me from thinking of you.
But you know it's not working out
'cause you're all that's on my mind.
One thought of you is all it takes
to leave the rest of the world behind.

she says she's fine,
but shes going insane.
she says she feels good,
but she's in a lot of pain.
she says its nothing,
but its really a lot.
she says she's okay,
but really she's not.

wide awake, you keep me up in bed
i got a hundred different things running through my head
it's hard to fall asleep when all your dreams are dead
and I know you think about me too
or i'm assuming in the back of your mind if you do
subconsciously your hoping I come back to you.

So it goes unsaid that we've been here before.
Lonely nights and endless fights and sleeping on the floor.
And he's sorry, so the story goes.
It's read and replayed and ends the same way

These nights I get high just from breathing.
When I lie here with you I'm sure that I'm real,
like that firework over the freeway.
I could stay here all day but that's not how you feel.

You were never supposed to mean this much to me.

Say you love me with every waking moment.
Turn my head with talk of summertime.
Say you need me with you now & always.
Promise me that all you say is true,
That's all I ask of you.

looking at you, holding my breath.
for once in my life i'm scared to death.
i'm taking a chance letting you inside.
But it’s a small price to feel alive.

my phone lies beside me as i sleep
just in case you call.
just in case you want to talk.

don't ask me to think good intentions will change everything.
this could be the last day that i stay awake and hold my breath for you.

i know the distance is a factor but i stretch as often as i can.
my goal is to reach your hands any day now.
please don't blame me for trying to fix this one last time.
i have a hard time as it is.
because i miss you, love.

looking towards the future
we were begging for the past
well we know we had the good things
but those never seem to last.
oh please just last.

It's looking like another breakdown, rebound;
This could be my last goodbye.
You cross your heart, I hope to die.

my heart aches completely, every hour, every day.
and only when i'm with you, does the pain go away.

So few come and don't go.
Will you, won't you be the one I'll always know?
When I'm losing my control, the city spins around.
You're the only one who knows, you slow it down.

Cuddle up baby, move in tight,
we'll go dancing tomorrow night.
It's cold out there, but it's warm in bed,
they can dance, we'll stay home instead.


our breath steamed up the window glass,
as we flew under the overpass.
we almost laughed harder than we kissed
you were always something i could never resist.

i may not get to see you as often as i like.
i may not get to hold you in my arms all through the night.
but deep in my heart I truly know,
you are the one that i love, and i can't let you go.

this hand can write the words
just as fast as i can think them up.
in a state of half awake,
i fill the page will all my frantic thoughts.
i hope one day you'll get to read,
what i don't have the guts to say.

He told me I have no heart at all.
That I couldn't possibly have one,
If I broke boys hearts for my own fun.
I told him that it just wasn't for fun.
It was because I tried to find the one boy,
Who loved me enough to stick around after I said goodbye

Salute the sky to the best day of our lives.
We won't shut our eyes until tomorrow's sunrise.
& we'll be best friends & together we'll spend this sweet summer night
then rewind again.


 


Saturday, August 18, 2007

Currently Reading
Pretty Little Dirty
By Amanda Boyden
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school started.
i cant stand it.
i see them together.
i cant even talk to him.
he acts like it never even happened.
didn't it mean anything?

fuck him.

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with love: danielle.


my entire world revolves around you
i`m fixated on everything you do
i study your smile with every stolen glance
hopelessly hoping for another chance
because it ended before it ever even began
but who am i kidding, i`ve done all i can
its not like you give a damn
who i was or who i am

(by meeeeeeee)


it's 4 a.m. & she's staring at the ceiling
trembling at the thought of feeling
on the edge of everything she's ever known
trying hard not to fall once again
but knowing that she's wedged between
between a rock & a razor
not knowing which one she'd rather face
learned to smile when she's broken inside
learned to laugh when she's tempted to cry
eyeliner and mascara masks her heart
skin tight jeans keep her from falling apart
she's learned to live when she feels like dying
& getting over him is a phase, she's trying
but sometimes you just can't let go
he makes everything wrong but she just can't say no

so this is how it feels to be insane
the world looks like a movie always plays
so how can hearts so young feel so much pain?

I'm mad at myself, not you.
I'm mad for always being nice,
always apologizing for things I didn' t do,
for getting attached,
for making you a huge part of my life,
wasting time on you, depending on you,
thinking about you, wishing for you,
dreaming of you, changing for you,
and most of all, for not hating you
when I knew I should.

i`m tired of all this "Let`s play with her emotions"
bullshit. Either you love me ; or you don't.
So make up your mind.
because i`m not going to wait
while you take your sweet time.

But listen carefully to the sound of your loneliness.
Like a heartbeat.. drives you mad.
In the stillness of remembering what you had.
Why'd you go and break what's already broken?
I try to take a breath but I'm already choking.
How long till this goes away?
I try to remember to forget you.

I thought this was different
and we were on the same page.
That we could make it, despite the pressure.
No one thought we could do it.
I thought they were wrong.
Obviously, you were listening to a different song.

Inside I built a wall. So high around
my heart, I thought it would never fall.
One touch, you brought it down.
The bricks of my defenses scattered
on the ground. I swore to me I wasn't gonna
love again. The last time was the last time
I'd let someone in.

I don't know if I like you, want you
love you, or hate you .. all I know is
that I hate the feeling I get when
I'm not with you

It isnt really her fault
That shes always so depressed
But shes all alone in this mixed up world
Unloved, unknown, unblessed

The hardest thing about living is knowing one day you'll die.
The hardest thing about growing up is one day you'll question why
The hardest thing about loving anyone is one day he'll make you cry

think i`m falling, but it`s too far down
you said you`d catch me before i hit
the ground. but the walls are too strong
& i`m finding it too hard to breathe.
when i expect you to catch me you just
turn around & leave.

sometimes when you look back on a situation, you realize it wasn't all you thought it was. someone walked into your life, you fell in love, or did you? maybe it was only a childish infatuation. or maybe it was a brief moment of insanity.

I know there will never be a time when you`ll feel the same..In that moment, I felt my heart break. & I thought, 'I can`t live without you..I don`t want to live without you' & then it slowly crept into my mind that no matter how bad I wanted or needed you, it wouldn`t matter. Somehow, & very painfully I was sure, my life would continue. With or without you..Right?


After a while you get sick of caring
and you're too hurt to fight.
Sometimes, no matter what you do,
things won't be alright.

The truth that many people never understand, until it is too late, is that the more you try to avoid suffering the more you suffer because smaller and more insignificant things begin to torture you in proportion to your fear of being hurt

but you'll be safe here
in my arms forever && a day
though you don't believe
me now, i'll never walk away
you know that i'll be there
when tomorrow comes
i know you've heard
this all before
you're the one that i adore
you make me shine
just like the sun
you bring this heart
of mine undone

in your life, you meet people. some you never think about again. some, you wonder what happened to them. there are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. and then, there are some you wish you never had to think about again. but you still do.

i'm running out of time,
just tell me how to make this right.
because i'm sick of planning ways to make you mine
recounting all the lines i'd give to your expectant eyes
but I failed to see the signs.

Something isn't right, I can feel it again. This isn't the first time that you left me waiting. Sad excuses and false hopes high, I saw this coming, still I don't know why I let you in

I took the pills, I took the advice; The panic stopped but still i'm not right. Racing thoughts and wasted t ime; it's still the same old story-line.

So sick and tired of living
And so afraid to die
I've lived so many lives
And still I wonder why
The way the world perceives me
Is not the way I am
The one half thinks I'm crazy
The other thinks I'm mad

People say that the bad memories cause the most pain,
but actually it's the good ones that drive you insane.

Wine is fine, but whiskey's quicker
Suicide is slow with liqueur
Take a bottle, drown your sorrows
Let it flood away tomorrows

in some ways, betrayal is inevitable. when we betray each other, we do whatever it takes to rebuild the trust that was lost. and then there are some wounds, some betrayals; that are so deep, so profound that there is no way to repair what was lost. and when that happens, there's nothing left to do but sit and wait.

it's not the first time that my thoughts would get the best of me
so i'll keep to myself, and just keep on thinking wishfully.
i know that this won't help.
i need to say this to your face.

still, i remember exactly how your hand fit into mine.
your kiss still lingers on my lips.
tell me when i'll get over this.                   


Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Currently Reading
Pretty Little Dirty
By Amanda Boyden
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My First Post

ugh.
my other quote site is used up and washed out.
time for a fresh start.



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