mchllhottie6

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look at a barbie doll and u will c an exact replica of me.

Quotes by mchllhottie6

Friday Night

you said you loved me
when you didnt really care
when ever i needed you
you were never there

when i looked for you
all i found was this
you standing
accepting someone else's kiss

you sat me down and said
it will all be okay
and i thought that
you were really here to stay

i thought you loved me
you had me for your taking
and you didnt even know
who's heart you were breaking

i sat there on friday
just thinking of you
and you hair and you smile
those funny things you would do

does true love really exsist
or is it just a myth
cuz there were cuter boys
i could've been with

i chose you
because you treated me right
well thats what i thought
until friday night

you couldnt come on my birthday
even give me call
and i thought
we had it all

i thought this relationship
was so perfect
but i guess
we just didnt connect

on that friday night
i thought my world came to an end
but i realize
we really can stay friends
do not accept the rose...
unless you can accept its thorns.
never look down on anyone...
unless you're helping them up.
so a blonde walks into a bar...
and then her friends says why didnt you duck?


lol im blonde too...so idk y im making fun of myself
crowded halls
rude teachers
heaps of homework
stayin' up all night
bossy people
runnin' their mouths
i cant figure out why
people pushing
dropping books in the hall
make-up smudging
hair let down
dirty clothes
dirt under your nails
what is going on?
people speak faster
hardly talk to their friends
lunch waves of silence
books in their hands
why so much pressure?
its called exams.
crowded halls
rude teachers
heaps of homework
stayin' up all night
bossy people
runnin' their mouths
i cant figure out why
people pushing
dropping books in the hall
make-up smudging
hair let down
dirty clothes
dirt under your nails
what is going on?
people speak faster
hardly talk to their friends
lunch waves of silence
books in their hands
why so much pressure?
its called exams.
some say dance is not a sport
i say no sports compare to dance.
monthly goal

at the begining of every month
my mama tells me to set a goal
if i reach it
she hugs me
if i fail
i let her down
when i let her down
she lets me hear it
she makes me feel it
now i fear it
one time was really bad
really, really bad
i told my teacher
"i fell down the stairs"
but she knew the truth
everyone knows the truth
why do they stay silent?
revenge

long in the distance
past her mother's grave
through the fields of memories
past the place she once called home
im sorry that the place is gone
sorry that dreams come true
sorry that some dreams are nightmares
that haunt you in the day
a mother's soft sound
singing you to sleep
nothing is left but the smell
of her exquisite perfume
who is left when no one exists?
when your best friend becomes your worst
a hope of morning dies at nightfall
when all the creatures come out
when the nightmares return
when the graveyard comes alive
when all it's inhabitants pay their rent
her mother can not return without the blood of the day.