fearless333

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Quotes by fearless333

Smelly Cat, Smelly Cat
What are they feeding you,
Smelly Cat, Smelly Cat
It's not your fault...

Gotta Luv Phoebe Buffay <3

Is it really wrong to take a comment personally?
    Without air, I could not breath
        Without food, I could not move
            Without dance, I could not live

Dance is Breathing, Dance is moving, Dance is Life


Even when I'm walking on a wire
        Even when I set myself on fire
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible
        Everyday I try to look my best
Even though inside I'm such a mess
        Why do I always feel invisible, invisible?
~ Skylar Grey "Invisible"
“Never let the fear of striking out get in your way.”
              -Babe Ruth
Stop using the word hate.  I don't like using it or hearing it anymore.  People don't know how to use it the right way.  Maybe you don't like someone.  Or maybe you cannot stand your sibling.  And sometimes, in the end, you don't actually "hate" them, you might actually feel bad for them.  They have to be fake or make fun of you just to make themselves feel better.  Think about it...

You've just gotta be you and nobody else
You're the original and you do it so well
You're the star, it's your world, everything that you do
So remember to be yourself 'cause you've gotta be you


Byou By: Sabrina Bryan

hOW iS iT fAIR?
 
How is it fair that it is always she,
The prettiest, skinniest, it never can be me.
The one with all the friends and the perfect hair,
While I stand next to her, she without a care.
A boyfriend who loves her, and a daddy’s little girl
Always told she’s beautiful like a pure white pearl.
How is it fair that it is always she,
The loved one she is, it never can be me.
How can I deal with this sadness I feel,
When she walks around, people following her heel?
But of course, the good girl I am,
She the rebel, but watched like a lamb.
Her the majestic swan and I the ugly duck?
Her the lottery and I only worth a buck?
Why must she be first, leaving me in last,
Like a race, I am slow and she is fast?
One day will I see the finish line all the way in front,
Or do I have to be like her, and pull a crazy stunt?
How can I stay myself and still feel free,
 If no one can accept the true me for me?
How is it fair that it is always she,

The better one in all ways, never me? 

A Fearless333 Original*


"I've never seen a
smiling face
That was not beautiful."
~Author Unknown
 


Sometimes  I wish...
that we were all born smart
like the babies in "Baby Geniuses"...