littlewolf

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Joined: March 28, 2010
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Helllo.
I'm Ash.
I like writing and drawing.
I drew my profile pic.
I don't come on here much but I'll try to more.
:)

Quotes by littlewolf

I miss your smile,
But I miss my own more.
</3
She is beautiful in every way I'm not.
She is flirting with him and I'm sitting here alone.
She is friendly and funny and cute, and I'm shy and antisocial and too weird to like.
I'm everything she isn't.
And I'm staring at the two of them,
Wanting to take his place.

A few days ago I was talking to a friend when she brought up my ex-boyfriend. She asked, "How did a guy like him get somebody like you?" I replied:
 

SH♥T HAPPENS.
[Best advice ever.]

For all the people who are hiding something
because you don't want to lose the people you love,
look at it this way.
If they don't love me the way I am,
they don't deserve me.  :)
Don't be a <===3.
:)
Once upon a time,
A girl met a boy.
They fell in love.
And weeks went by and they drifted and drifted.
One day, the girl told the boy it was over.
And the boy hated the girl,
and the girl hated the boy.
And then they fell in love.
But months went by and the boy was clingy.
One day, the girl told the boy it was over.
And the boy was sad.
And the girl was sad.
And then they fell in love.
But months went by and the boy was changing.
One day, the girl told the boy it was over.
And the boy begged the girl.
And the girl ignored the boy.
And then they fell in love.
But weeks went by and the boy was strange.
One day, the girl told the boy it was over.
The boy said nothing.
So the girl waited and waited,
but she never fell in love with the boy.
Weeks went by and now the girl is over him,

But she has never
felt
so
alone.




Story of my love life.
One guy, four times, and each one was awful and amazing in their own ways.
I guess we just weren't meant to be.
See the misfit in the mirror cry,
S.h.a.t.t.e.r.e.d.
by a world of lies.
See the freak that lives inside,
See the misfit in the mirror die.



Slightly edited lyrics .
Not mine,
but I did the editing.

Brown eyes and grey skies,
   Show me what's b.e.h.i.n.d. the lies.


 


mine. :/
"All because of you, I believe in angels. Not the kind with wings, not the kind with halos. The kind that bring you home, when home becomes a strange place."

Can't listen to that song anymore
Without crying my eyes out.
And I bet you tell her that now.
Tell me, is she your angel, or just my replacement?
And I just can't listen to those songs anymore,
Or look at that cute stuffed animal,
Or see those pictures of us,
Or hear your name.
Because when I do,
I know I'll start crying.
And the last thing I want to hear is,
"What's wrong?"

Because
the only thing
I can say to it is,
"What's right?"