Baby girl’s much worse then she knows
She’s a demon at best with a kiss
And this demon’s got me by the
Throat and I don't think she'll ever let it go

she's a summer girl. she likes things simple
& hates drama. she wishes that she could wear
 flip-flops year round & hates being cold. she's
moody during the winter because things are usually
falling apart. but then summer comes; it always
does. and she realizes that she has true friends, &
that nothing can beat those summer days & nights
that are spent with the waves crashing
& the sand between her toes.

the most wasted day is one in which we have not laughed

sometimes we need to stop analyzing
 the past. stop planning the future. stop
 trying to figure outt recisely how we feel. stop
deciding with our mind what we want our heart
 to feel... and sometimes we just have to
go with "whatever happens, happens."

because these are the days worth living.
these are the years we're given. and these are
the moments, these are the times to make the
 best out of our lives, while we still can.

when you stop fighting, you stop living.
we all need that thing that`s worth fighting for.
maybe its a certain someone or a special place,
 or maybe just an idea. so find your fight and
 fight like hell until your battle is won.

this life we're guaranteed only two things; to live
and to die. how we choose to do it, well that's up to us.

people are always talking about how
hard it is to find a good man , but nowadays
it's hard to even find a good person. it's so
hard to just even find a person to talk to, someone
 who will just listen and not judge, someone
who will just take you as you are.

tonight when i lay in your arms feeling the
way i do, i`ll never forget the someone who
 can make me feel just how you have, you give
me tingles up & down my back, you give me
 shivers throughout the night, & when we`re
 apart, i feel a sense, a sense that only you could
 give, in every way i want you to know that anything &
 everything that you have ever done, you`re perfect.

one too many mistakes and look where you
 lead her. you watch her walking away, her back
 becoming less clear those seconds seemed like
 years, and boom she was gone.. only when her
shadow disappeared, you realized you were wrong.

imagine a world without war. a world without
aids. a world never poor, because everyone
got paid. a world with clean air, so everyone
could breathe. a world where leukemia didnbt still
your hair, and where going blind allowed you to
see. imagine a world with endless dreams, dreamt
 will all eyes open. a world filled with sunshine beams,
and words for the deaf spoken. imagine a world in
 color, and the black and white will soon go, a world
where we love each other, and where every star can glow.

just ask yourself one simple question:
is he taking care of your heart?

in the end, we only regret
the chances we didn't take,
the relationships we were afraid to have,
and the decisions we took too long to make.

what's teenage love? it's staying up late for each other and barely staying awake in class the next day. it's passing each other between classes and stopping to say hi, but ending up running to your next class right before the bell rings. it's going to the mall, wandering around hand in hand, with a silence that's comfortable. it's watching a move in the theaters with his arm slowly creeping onto your shoulders, and you resting your head in his arms. it's walking around at night for no reason at all:; his chest, her head, looking at the stars. it's uncertainty of how long it will last, a risk you're both willing to take, even if it means you'll have a broken heart. it's not yet true love, not like, nor lust, nor infatuation. it's teenage love; here to stay, here to play with our hearts and never go away.

it's love on the line,
can you handle it?

some people are runners. some people are doers.
runners wish they could do. and sometimes,
doers wish they could just run.

good friends and indecisions make good company.
i think i'll drink myself to sleep. no time to waste,
just my sanity. i'm gonna drink myself free.

you're something beautiful, a contradiction.
i want to play the game. i want the friction.

F.I.N.A.L.S
fuck i never actually learned shit.

those who believe in telekinetics, raise my hand.
++Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.

if you don't fit the image,
then change the image.

so set fire to everything you thought
you knew about me. it's either not true,
or time has changed me enough to
believe that i'm not the same anymore.

i'm a firm believer that sometimes,
it's right to do the wrong thing.

i'm going to freefall into nothing:;
i'm going to leave this world for a while.

wide awake, still dreaming.
reality's deceiving me,
to break these chains that hold me here.
i must rise and face my fears.

the truth is, nothing is guaranteed.
don't be afraid. be alive.

they always say summer holds
such wonderful things.
but i've never had that amazing summer
that they talk about. i've never had a
summer love while on vacation, or been
happy just watching the pretty old fireworks.
so i don't see what the hype is about summer.
it's just hot and humind and messes up my hair.

you gotta touch the bottom before
you can come back up. and i know
what your heart's telling you, cause
my heart's telling me the same thing, too.

the world's a roller coaster and i'm not strapped in;
maybe i should hold with care. but my hands
are busy in the air saying, "i wish you were here."

i'm a dreamer with nothing left to dream,
trying to tear a hole in the seam of reality.

but if something was really important,
fate made sure it somehow came back to you
and gave you another chance.

you're riding with me tonight.
passenger side, lighting the sky.
always the first star that i find.
you're my satellite.
maybe you will always be just
a little out of reach.

the better of a person you become,
the better of a person you'll attract.

live for the moments that bring
a smile to your face,
and butterflies to your stomach.

i had supper with my shadow,
and we had quite a discussion.
if i truly believe that things can change,
will i wake up to something different?

and when there's nothing to want,
when we're all brilliant and fast,
when tomorrow's all gone,
there will be teeth in the grass.

sometimes suicide isn't just an action,
it's a choice in the back of the mind to
save themselves from themselves.

and sometimes you just have to accept the fact that it's what fate intended for you. yeah, maybe the girl he's with now is perfect for him. and yeah, maybe he's truly happy with her, but that doesn't mean you're going to be left alone in the dark. what it means is that you're going to get a second chance. a second chance to find the boy who you can fall in love with. who can change everything.

all that we are is the result of what we have thought.
the mind is everything. what we think, we become.

slowly but surely, drowning in a depression
that i didn't want to realize i had. i never told a soul.
i smiled. i laughed. i joked.

excuse me while i fall apart.

learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself,
and know that everything in life has a purpose.
++Elizabeth Kubler-Ross

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.

it feels like summer again.i was thinking that
it just might never begin after where it's been.
it's good to have the sun on my face again.

she's different from the rest of the girls.
she's not fake. she can tell you good music.
she likes to dance, sing & act crazy with
her friends. she will overanalyze everything
you can possibly say. she can argue, but she
hates to. she hates drama & can live without
it and the people that cause it. but the one
thing she will never understand is why he
can't love her the way that she loves him.

i used to think that happiness could only be
something that happened to somebody else.
everybody believed, everybody but me.
and i've been hurt so many times before
that my hope was dying, so sick of trying.

&, so while this is completely against my
beliefs, i'm gonna let myself fall in love
with you. even though guys always seem to
hurt me, i guess i have to take that chance.
 i mean if i didn't, i would probably just give
 up on love altogether & that has to be the
saddest thing ever. so here i go again, i'm just
 praying this time, my heart won't end up
breaking all over again. i'm all out of band-aids.

and distance means so little,
when someone means so much.

knowing is better than wondering. waking is
 better than sleeping. and even the biggest
failure, even the worst most intractable
mistake beats the hell out of never trying.

when the power of love overcomes the
love of power, the world will know peace.

don't smile at me, you know how
easily i will fall and you know you're
not going to be there for me <|3

there will never be a love quote that explains
 how much you mean to me. never a song that
 truly hits the spot. not enough words to
tell you how i feel. you're too perfect <3

there's nothing i would change
because it's life's little bumps and
bruises that make you who you are.

i miss those summer nights. when nothing got
in the way of our fun and fun was all we had.

girls like us don't come around too often.
 either you love us or love to hate us, but you're
 wasting your time trying to be us and
you sure as hell can't join us <3

it's like going too high on the playground
 swings and taking polaroids to show where
 it all began. laying down, out of breath, pink
cheeks. it's love and i don't want anything else.
it just feels right for once in my life <3

20 years from now at our high school
reunion everyone will be catching up with
 old time friends, and we will be laughing about
something that happened yesterday <3

the important thing is not to be bitter
 over life's disappointments. learn to let go
 of the past, and recognize that everyday won't
be sunny. and when you find yourself lost in the
 darkness of despair, remember, it's only in the
black of night that you see the stars, 
and those stars lead you back home.

who are you kidding? he's always close
 enough to touch, but never quite close enough 
to hold, and it's close enough to break your heart <33

would i say we had history?
no ; because that implies that
we had something worth </3
remembering. see, all it was,
was a delusional girl, and a
boy who could not bring him
self to give a damn.

everything... i mean romance, love,
relationships ; it all falls together perfectly
 & it's incredible. it's at these moments
 no matter how depressingly few & how
far between makes growing up
all at the same time worth it.

because pretenders never sleep with a smile.
it's hard enough to wake up after a while.
and even though i say i'm feeling fine,
i'm locked up, loaded down, short a try.

so white out the memories of each
sarcastic shot you took at me, with
your hurting tones and biting melodies.

the simple ways we roll our eyes
are exactly how we disguise our secrets.
you know you need this.

such a stellar monument to loneliness;
laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes
and perfect makeup, but you're barely scraping by.

music builds a soul:;
each song inspires emotion,
and each note builds passion.

i like to pretend i'm deep and mysterious.
truthfully, i'm not. i'm simple and easy to
please. but you don't fall for girls
that won't break your heart.

that girl was a wild child dreamer,
but she'll find herself,
cause she believes in nothing else.

even if you're on the right track
you'll get run over if you just stand there.

strut your stuff, and let him know that
he didn't break your heart.

live each season as it passes.
breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit,
and resign yourself to the influence of each.
++Henry David Thoreau

if you're walking past someone and you get that
"have to know them" feeling,
you should probably do something about it.

perfection is defined when your heart beats
 next to mine and time stands still for us. my
hand in your hair, and yours on my chest, moments
 with you are my life's best. we crossed paths for
 a reason, the planets aligned in that particular
season; oh sweet summertime <3

and they say we'll never see half as much
as they did. it's true that we never saw vietnam
or world war two. we didn't see our mothers cry
when john f. kennedy died,  but we've lived our
whole lives being told that we're just not good
enough. we've seen anorexia and bulimia because
skinny just isn't skinny enough. we saw columbine
and watched the twin towers fall. we've seen a
lot of greed and even more hate. our generation
fights a different kind of war but we've seen just
as much as them.. and maybe even more ..

don't merely be a duplicate of someone else,
but be something no one has ever seen before.

 dreams aren't meant to be understood
any more than tragedies can be avoided.
life happens to us. the only certainty in
all of it is that it just keeps happening.

live in the moment, give it a try.
hold my hand,
don't watch the world go by.

nearly everybody gets twitterpatted in the
springtime. you get weak in the knees,
your head starts to whirl. before you know it,
you're knocked for a loop.

a look, a laugh, a smile passes by and i regret it.
words just aren't right. sometimes i just can't
explain all the ways you devastate me.

this place is always such a mess sometimes:;
i think i'd like to watch it burn. i'm so alone, and i feel
just like somebody else. man, i ain't changed, but
i know i ain't the same.

i've got a day and a reason why i shouldn't
believe in anything anymore.

turn up the radio and sing your lungs out.
cause kid, this is it, and this is all it will ever be.
so get used to it, suck it up, and just live your life.

people know the truth.
they may not like it or want to know it,
but they always know.

i'll dream of heaven, i'll dream of today.
and when the stars come out,
i'll wish my life away.

now i've got no god, no girl, no drugs, no drinks, no cash, no home, no car. but there's a circle of friends, all smiles and held hands at apartment 1084. so i'll belt out an unfamiliar sound, the truth, how it really is. no, i'll just speak these next two lines all soft and slow so you can let them sink in:; the difference between us, my friends, i can see it in your eyes; you're glad that you're not dead yet, and i'm just hapy to be alive.
++An Unfamiliar Sound [poem]

you say i'm the one who shut everyone out,
well maybe you didn't try very hard to stay in.

i just want to be someone's everything.
right now i'm no one's anything.

we must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned
so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
++Joseph Campbell

like parachutes and air balloons,
or satellites and lonely moons,
we'd still be drifting far apart.
but thank the stars we are
entwined.

and i'm making up my time through
time zones&city lines.

you're a falling star, you're the getaway car:;
you're the drop in the sand when i go too far.

it's more that i'm afraid of time, and not having enough of it. time to figure out who i'm supposed to be, to find my place in this world before i have to leave it. i'm afraid of what i'll miss.

you always deserve to be
the most important person
in somebody's life.

time takes it all.
whether you want it to or not, time takes it all away.
and in the end, there is only darkness.
sometimes we find others in that darkness,
and sometimes we lose them there again.

stop falling in love with everything that lets you down.

long around our eighteenth year,
we found two airplane tickets.
destination: the hell out of here.

that's not a big problem.
a big problem is like, well,
if your butt fell off.

sometimes you make no mistakes,
do everything right, and still lose.

it's better to give up the feeling rather than
to fight, knowing that you're the only one
fighting for anything.

take all your regrets and throw them aside.
let's hope you survive the
"you deserve better's" and blatant lies.

a person is never as quiet or unrestrained as they seem, as bad or as good, as vulnerable or as strong, as sweet or as fiesty. we are thickly layered, page lying upon page, behind simple covers. and love; it's not the book itself, but the binding. it can rip us apart or hold us together.

sometimes she didn't want sweet. she wanted tough, or dangerous, or just plain bad. she knew this was fucked up. she was trying not to want that anymore, because she almost always got what she wanted. except when it came to love.