BiteMyLip
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Joined: November 5, 2011
Last Seen: 7 years
user id: 234582
Gender: F
Joined: November 5, 2011
Last Seen: 7 years
user id: 234582
Gender: F
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Hi, my name is Maggie. Im 16, turning 17 on january 28th. boys, im single ;) ... before i had a bunch of lovey dovey sh*t here, but me and my (now ex) boyfriend have broken up... and before him ive had my heart broken before... but you know what? im going to be positive now. there are other boys in the world. and i will be ok.
Okay, the good stuff, here we go! confession; i LOVE music, and it's my entire life. I love listening to it, taylor swift is my girl, but really its anything i can relate to... sing to... or dance to! some argue that music cant be your life unless you are really involved, well parts of me agree with that and parts of me dont, i know i am 100% involved! I belong to the W.F. Herman sr bnd, and i plan on assisting the jrs, i play clarinet, we have been so sucessful, always reciving golds or silvers, with excellant feedback. always in 1st, 2nd, or 3rd place. Playing peices well beyond what is dictated normal for our level. We've traveled to London, Ohio, New York, Phillidelphia, essex, and next year we plan on going to Nashville. I am so proud of us, the band in all. Ive made so many friends for life! but the thing i love most is the music. sure i hate scales, and certain songs bored me, but you i put that instrument to my lips and start to play, the whole world drops out behind me, i focus on my notes, my rythm, my pitch, and reality is gone, i cant think about anything or anyone else, and all the badstufff is gone. It's my own personal high.
I also enjoy writing, and maybe you cdan tell from reading this? im told im pretty good, well more then pretty good but i wont brag ;) aha, my longest story is 55 pages, and still in the works! but currently ive dropped that pecice and began something else, a love story... which is all i write anyway :P Well, ive talked long enough, i love to talk, so comment me!! |
Quotes by BiteMyLip
Now that I've made it clear that I might have real feelings for
you, and I have spoken the words aloud, confessed them to a
friend, I don't know if I can shut them back up
I don't think you understand, I don't want to love you,
so please stop making me.
You don't think I understand, you're not making me, please stop loving you.
I don't think you understand, you're making
me.
It's the way you smile, and the way you laugh. It's the way you're the perfect height, and the way you're the perfect size. It's the way you look so good in your dark sweater and jeans. It's the way you bought me mcdonalds, so I wouldn't have to go home. It's the way you talk about the things you love, and the happiness in your voice. It's the way you love her, and still love her, no matter what she keeps putting you through. It's the way you stay with her when everyone is telling you not too. It's the way you hit me when I say something stupid, and the way you look at me, when I say something mean. It's the way you tease me, after I telll you me deepest secert. It's the way you make everything okay, and the way you make everything normal. It's the way you won't tell her when you're with me, even though it's all truly innoccent. It's the way you act so tough, but are such a softie. It's the way you are so sweet with me, and the way you tell me you love me. It's the way you call me sis, and friend zone me everyday. It's the way that we can talk so easily about pregnancy, and periods, and how you broke my heart, and the things we've both done, but shouldn't have. It's every damn thing about you.
I don't think you understand, I don't want to love you, so please stop making me.
You don't think I understand, you're not making me, please stop loving you.
I don't think you understand, you're making
me.
It's the way you smile, and the way you laugh. It's the way you're the perfect height, and the way you're the perfect size. It's the way you look so good in your dark sweater and jeans. It's the way you bought me mcdonalds, so I wouldn't have to go home. It's the way you talk about the things you love, and the happiness in your voice. It's the way you love her, and still love her, no matter what she keeps putting you through. It's the way you stay with her when everyone is telling you not too. It's the way you hit me when I say something stupid, and the way you look at me, when I say something mean. It's the way you tease me, after I telll you me deepest secert. It's the way you make everything okay, and the way you make everything normal. It's the way you won't tell her when you're with me, even though it's all truly innoccent. It's the way you act so tough, but are such a softie. It's the way you are so sweet with me, and the way you tell me you love me. It's the way you call me sis, and friend zone me everyday. It's the way that we can talk so easily about pregnancy, and periods, and how you broke my heart, and the things we've both done, but shouldn't have. It's every damn thing about you.
I don't think you understand, I don't want to love you, so please stop making me.