-im a girl, who loves a boy, who loves a bitch, who doesnt understand how lucky she is.
-i hate lables, im not an 'emo' or a 'freak' im a teenage girl whos hard to handle at times and doesnt listen to the screams of society
-demi, 16, in love, in hate, in lust, in a dream.
he held my hand like he
wasn't ashamed
he said 'i love you' like he meant it
he told his parents we were going out like he was proud
he told me the things that made me different were the
reasons why he loved me
he kissed me like he wasn't in a rush
he held me like he didn't want to let
go
and then he changed his
mind
like it was
all a lie.