FrozenGrape

Status: I'm not mad. I'm not sad nor upset. I'm just done.
Joined: December 29, 2011
Last Seen: 1 decade
user id: 256751
Hello there, beautiful :)

I'm Amy and I like to write stories, they will be up regularly until about mid Feb because that's when school starts for us in Australia! From then one, I will let you know when I will post up stories, only if you'd want me to <3

I'm mostly an awkward turtle and find myself in awkward situations a lot and my phone is my hero.

My family and friends mean the world to me :)
I love books, Pillow Pets, and Caramel Macaroons.
I love to travel, but I also love my home.
I find it hard to say the 'L' word to people unless I actually mean it...
Big Bang Theory, Pretty Little Liars, FRIENDS, Body of Proof, CSI and the AVENGERS are all ah-mazing!

I'm the definition of lazy and love to eat green frozen grapes, hence the name :P

I would love to read your quotes, any of you.
I find all of you Wittians fascinating and always helpful <3
You're all amazing and NEVER change for anyone, they will love you for you!

"We all seek attention, want affection and crave perfection."
You all out there don't need to crave perfection. You Wittians are already the definition of perfection <3 Stay the way you are!!


 

Quotes by FrozenGrape

TUMBLR BOY
CHAPTER ONE

George's POV
I walked into homeroom, where I saw that girl again. The teacher called out our names and I made sure to pick up her name. I raised my hand when my homeroom and Maths teacher, Mr. Riley, called out 'George'. I was listening for her name and then the two girls who blocked my locker came to sit next to me, covering my view of the mystery girl and then started to talk to me. I tried to pay no attention to them, but they just would not stop. "So, George, I heard that you went overseas last holidays, did you go somewhere exotic?" said Mary, who wore the shortest skirt and highest shirt in the history of clothing. "Maybe Korea?" asked Sam, who wore normal, regular jeans but were a tiny bit too tight, no scratch that. It was about 2-3 sizes too small for her. "What, do you stalk me or something?" I snapped, to get rid of them.
I saw the mystery girl raise her hand, but I missed her name. The bell soon rang, leaving Mary and Sam wobbling in their heels in awe because they just thought they were the nicest girls. I like for girls to have class and standards, not like Sam and Mary.

At the end of the day, it seemed like me and the mystery had the same classes together. I still hadn't got her name yet, because she got lost to most classes and had to tell the teacher privately so I was left wondering.

Maybe tomorrow, Geroge. Give her some time.

But she was just too interesting and mysterious. Her long dark brown beachy waves was flowing perfectly and her clear skin just looked so smooth and beautiful. The features of her face just made her the ideal girl. She had big brown eyes, she looked like a half. (I'm not meaning to be mean to anyone, I'm so sorry if it comes off that way!!)
I wanted to get to know her. So bad. It suddenly became an attraction to know that I can't figure her out...
TUMBLR BOY
PROLOGUE

George's POV

2013? Writing up New Year's Resolutions were hard for me. I didn't want anything to change just yet. So this year, I'm deciding to take things as they come.

I walked into my school, people saying hi and hi-fiving me all the way to my locker. Girls were near my locker, giving me a flirty wink and waving at me. "Uhhh do you mind?" I said to them. "Go find another guy to flirt with". The girls shuffled off in their 5 inch heels. We're in school for heaven's sakes, why would you wear heels?
I got my books and headed to class in my burgundy Vans, cream jeans and a patterned shirt (Don't worry, I don't wear a snapback to school). People bowed down to me like I owned the place. Little do that know that my dad was the President. I hardly tell anyone about my family, they'll just treat me like I'm a class higher than them.
Walking through the halls, with people moving out of their way for me and girls fangirling over me just because I look a little bit like Liam Payne... Ugh. Not my fault I was born this way.

Something did catch my eye, though. Everyone moved out of the way and I didn't take notice but there's this one girl, who didn't make way. She actually strike as the down to earth girl, unlike all the artificial girls who cake their makeup each day.
She untrigued me. I think I like it...


You've moved on
but you still love you
You like another girl
i wish you nothing but happiness
I hope you still think of me
all those memories we have
I love you.. But I'm done.
you'll ALWAYS be in my heart
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I'm done.

But I will always
love you


 

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If you really love me,
there wouldn't be a choice between me and
her...

 
Confession no. 94

So I went through my old diary entries from last year.. 
And I found that every page had his name written on it.
Every single entry was about him and how I was going to get over him..
And how much he had hurt me. 

But giving people second chances can be a good thing <3 



Boys, 
Have swag..

Men,
Have class.


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If I died today,

 I would die happy, knowing that you're mine forever ... 
I love
I

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my friend: hey, the guy on your right is pretty cute

me: yeh,  I suppose but he's not my type

my friend: Then what IS ur type?

me: *his name*

my friend: *facepalm*


 





I'm scared you'll find someone better than me. 
and prettier, smarter, skinnier, more popular, more out going. I'm afraid of losing u. Don't you see..?

 

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