MACEface

star light,  star bright, where the hell is my mr.Right?

Issues With Bedtime Stories
Cinderella-It's about child abuse
Snow White-Teaching kids to poison your enemies and hate short people
Sleeping Beauty-Apparently now witch craft is okay and you can go and put people into magical sleeps. Hmh. Drugs in children's books
Beauty and the Beast- The father SELLS his daughter because he can't pay his debts. Not to a regular man, but to a hairy weirdo. Don't worry kids big foot won't harm you!
Goldie Locks-Psh. Don't worry breaking, entering and destruction to property isn't a crime
The Little Mermaid-Telling kids they can breathe underwater is a disater waiting to happen you child killers.
Jack and Jill-Jack goes and falls down and breaks open his head. What does his sister do? Go and die with him. All over a freakin' bucket of water.
Hansel and Gretel-Teaching kids cannibalism at an early age is not dangerous at all. Why not teach them they can go out in the woods in the middle of the night and hunt for food? Don't forget to teach them to trust that friendly hobo(fairy) and to attack old ladies.

IF YOU LOOKED [INSIDE] A GIRL;*
you would see how much she really cries, you would find so many
secrets && lots of lies but what you'll see the most is how hard
it is to stay strong when nothing is right and everything is wrong.

And there we were;;
sitting on his bed, working on our english assignment. it was

awkward being at his house, considering we stopped being friends

a few years ago. but even so, i can't say i didn't like it.

he stopped writing and said, just out of the blue,

"why aren't we friends anymore?"

he took me by complete surprise. i didn't know what to say. so i simply said

"because we just gave up trying."
"trying what?"
"Look, you're popular. you've been the football guarterback since i've known
you. you have girls who'd do anything to date you. you're a straight-A student.
to the untrained eye, you're basically the perfect teenage boy. but me? i'm
not popular, i just have my close friends. i'm not beautiful, maybe not even
pretty. i'm not great at sports or anything. i can barely pass the mile
run in gym class. i do alright in school, but i'm no genius. and guys
aren't exactly fighting to ask me out. we were total opposites. i'm not even
sure how what made us friends in the first place. but whatever it was,
wasn't strong enough to last long."
he looked at me seriously for a long time, taking in what i had said.
"I know why we became friends." he finally said.
"Why, then." i asked.
"because on the first day of middle school, when you walked into homeroom,
i almost stopped breathing. you were beautiful. you were wearing those faded jeans
and green tank top. you had you're hair in a ponytail and weren't wearing any make-up.
and you didn't know anyone in our class, but you still just came in and sat down next to me,
smiled, and said "hey, i'm erin, what's your name?" and i could smell your rasberry shampoo
and see the friendship bracelet on your right arm. and right at that moment, i knew."
"..knew what?" i asked, amazed.
"Right at that moment, i knew, that you were the girl i wanted to be
in my life forever <3

 Two eyes: 
I use them to stare at your gorgeousness.
then she comes in the picture and ruins it.

A brain:
that thinks about you way to much
but  also reminds me about you and her.

two knees:
that //shake// when i talk to you
then she comes so i have to s.t.o.p.

One stomach:
with all those ❀butterflies❀ cause of you
that go away when your with [her.]


Two arms: 
I just wanna throw around you and hug you.
too bad i can't cause of her.

 a mouth:
that forms this little s m i l e every time i see you.
then frown, shes in the picture again.

and one heart:
to love you.
but b-r-e-a-k-s when i see you two.
y o u and her.