Status: I'm here for you, no matter what.
Joined: January 9, 2011
Last Seen: 5 years
user id: 145180
Gender: F

My prince is out there somewhere, I can feel it.

I just have to wait for him to come find me.

I've never wanted anything more than I want you.

Don't worry Isabella, my Phineas doesn't notice me either.

Loving someone who doesn't love you back is

like waiting for a ship at an airport.

--L i a

Quotes by PowerTumbler411

Now I'm stuck here, 
feeling like a total idiot.
Your name doesn't show up on my phone any more.
It's been three months and
your sweatshirt still lives in my bed. 
I've had that sweatshirt for almost a year.
I don't see you at school since you graduated.
I still have a picture of us on my wall.
I can't bring myself to take it down.
I miss you...
But I also wish I never knew you.
Then maybe this wouldn't hurt so badly.
Constantly torn between wanting to be with you
and never wanting to see you again.
This school has been a constant reminder
of what we used to be.
You're going to college at the end of the month.
While I'm stuck here in high school, 
with your stupid sweatshirt. 

As a joke I said, "On valentine's day I'll walk up to him, kiss him on the cheek and wish him

a happy Valentine's day then run away." Now my best friend is trying to convince me to do

it but I'm scared.

He's the love of my life.
The greatest thing I've ever known.
His smile just lights up a room.
Seeing his face makes my day.
Being around him is like nothing else in the world matters.
I miss him greatly.
He's only been gone for two days and I'm going mad.
He's the one, I can feel it.
For the first time I've found someone that I can't get enough of.
I've found someone that accepts me for who I am and doesn't tell me I need to change.
I think I've found someone who i can fall madly in love with.
The idea of him graduating scares me.
Me being stuck in high school for one more year while he's off at college.
The idea of never talking to or seeing him again scares me.
The idea of losing him scares me.
I'm afraid to lose a boy that I can't even call mine.
The idea of you leaving and never talking to you again scares me way more than I care to admit. 
HIM: I miss you

ME: Honestly, I have been waiting forever for you to tell me that. But it's gotten to the point where I don't want to hear it anymore. You treated me like sh*t and honestly I could never open up to you like I once did. Because you didn't just hurt me, you completely destroyed me. So I'm done. 

He was a chapter in my story, but I  was only a sentence in his. 

Hey witty girls! A lot of you have asked me questions about make up/beauty/my skin care. 

All I've ever wanted to be was a beauty guru but I was afraid I wasn't good enough. Having you guys trust my opinions on things really boosted my self esteem! 

So long story short, I decided to use my YouTube channel for beauty videos! Please check it out! You girls are the reason I'm doing this!



I really hate that everyone in my family (extended included) and a lot of my
friends think I'm on the road to messing up, just because of my piercings and
desire for tattoos.
I currently have six piercings, two on each ear lobe, a helix (cartilage) on my right ear and a conch on my left ear. I want to pierce my forward helix on my left ear also.
They say it's bad and I have enough, and it'll lead to tattoos. They're wrong.
I do want tattoos, but not just any tattoos and not a ton of them. I want two small tattoos, that mean a lot to me. I know they'll mean a lot to me in the future too, they'll never lose their meaning. Even if they possibly could, I'd rather have a tattoo from something that meant a lot to me in my teenage years, than something random. It shows something I was once passionate about. However, these tattoos will always hold a meaning.
The first one is a semicolon in typewriter font. A lot of you might be thinking, "What could that possibly mean?" Let me tell you, a semicolon is a place where the author could've chosen to end the sentence, but didn't. To me, that goes hand in hand with supporting the fight against suicide. You could choose to end your life, but think about why you haven't. The author didn't end the sentence or story there, so you shouldn't end yours either.
The second, is a butterfly in white ink on the inside of my wrist. A lot of my friends don't think I should do it, because white ink tattoos often look like scars. That's another reason I want it in white ink. It's my permanent support of the Butterfly Project. For those of you that don't know what that is, it shows support for those struggling with self-harm. There's one day a year where everyone who is there for those people struggling with self-harm, draws a butterfly on the inside of their wrist. I personally don't think this should just be a one day thing. So to show my permanent support, I want to tattoo a butterfly as if it was drawn on for the butterfly project. White ink does often look like scars, that's another reason to do it, it goes hand-in-hand with the Butterfly project.
Now that you know my side of the story, I hope you all understand. If I even try to mention tattoos to anyone in my family, they won't hear it. They just tell me not to do it, and that it will mess up my life. They don't even want to hear the reasoning behind it, they just think it's a stupid immature mistake.


It's crazy to think about... 
My older brother is a freshman in college. 
He's 18.
I'm a junior in high school.
I'm 16, and just starting the college hunt.
Our younger brother will be in my position, 
10 years from now. 
Not Friends.
 Not enemies.
Just strangers with a hell of a lot of memories.