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|Ava Jean Michaud|
|JilmerMoralesTullao has my heart|
|Canadian|16|Junior|VolleyballLife|#8|
|Issues|SleepingWithSirens|PierceTheVeil|Eminem|
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|JilmerMoralesTullao has my heart|
|Canadian|16|Junior|VolleyballLife|#8|
|Issues|SleepingWithSirens|PierceTheVeil|Eminem|
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Quotes by ourmememories
I wonder if you ever
just stop and think
"Man, I miss her."
just stop and think
"Man, I miss her."
When a
girl is used to getting hurt,
she won't know how it feels when a
guy starts to appreciate her, so she
ends up pushing him away.
she won't know how it feels when a
guy starts to appreciate her, so she
ends up pushing him away.
-Frank
Ocean
SHE
is laying in the bed with the door locked.
The curtains are drawn and the light's off.
The Notebook is in the DVD player.
An empty tub of ice cream is on the floor
next to a dozen of crumpled tissues.
She's got her music blasting,
so loud no one can hear her sobs.
Her fingertips are smudged with black from wiping away mascara-stained tears.
She's replaying their last conversation,
thinking I'll never get him back.
HE
is sitting on the edge of his bed with the door locked.
The curtains are drawn and the light's off.
Call of Duty is in the xbox.
The controller is laying on the floor,
right beneath the spot where he nearly
punched the wall in his own frustration.
He's got the music blasting so loud,
so nobody can hear his cries.
His hair's mess from running his hands through it.
And he's replaying their last conversation,
thinking she'll never take me back.
is laying in the bed with the door locked.
The curtains are drawn and the light's off.
The Notebook is in the DVD player.
An empty tub of ice cream is on the floor
next to a dozen of crumpled tissues.
She's got her music blasting,
so loud no one can hear her sobs.
Her fingertips are smudged with black from wiping away mascara-stained tears.
She's replaying their last conversation,
thinking I'll never get him back.
HE
is sitting on the edge of his bed with the door locked.
The curtains are drawn and the light's off.
Call of Duty is in the xbox.
The controller is laying on the floor,
right beneath the spot where he nearly
punched the wall in his own frustration.
He's got the music blasting so loud,
so nobody can hear his cries.
His hair's mess from running his hands through it.
And he's replaying their last conversation,
thinking she'll never take me back.
Remember me?
I once meant everything to you.
Remember the day when you
met your bestfriend?
Remember the happy memories
with your bestfriend?
Remember the sad memories
with your bestfriend?
I hope you still remember
Even though he/she is not your bestfriend anymore,
He/she is still a part of your,
LIFE.
met your bestfriend?
Remember the happy memories
with your bestfriend?
Remember the sad memories
with your bestfriend?
I hope you still remember
Even though he/she is not your bestfriend anymore,
He/she is still a part of your,
LIFE.
That feeling you get
when:
You're trying to talk when you're about
to cry.
Shrek is the best fairytale,
he teaches you that no
one needs to be perfect to
have a happily ever after.
he teaches you that no
one needs to be perfect to
have a happily ever after.
I know he's not the cutest guy
in the world, but still, there's something about him
that makes my heart drop to my feet.
My name is Bond, James Bond.
My name is Please, B*tch Please.
My name is Please, B*tch Please.
I still remember how I felt
when I first started talking to you.
when I first started talking to you.