these_three_words

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Joined: September 11, 2009
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Welcome(:
I don't really want to tell you my name because I don't know you && i wouldn't want a pedophile incident, but i'd love to be friends with youuu if, you know, you're a typical teenager like me(: or are in love with a total jerk. Both are great.
Anyway. I'd like to just say
everlong made this absolutely amazing scroll box for me because I was too dumb to figure it out myself. But she also does layouts, so check out her page(:
About me? I'm single & confused. It's a lonely combo /: i have lots of friends all over the US...i tend to go up to random strangers and ask them if they want to hang out. try it sometime (:
I hate, hate, HATE jockers. Just a heads-uppp.
So let's avoid all that rules stuff. Just be nice to me & I'll respect you. Don't jock my quotes. Let's be friends(:
I'm here for whatever, whenever. Just comment.
Love yooou already. Well, love is overused. So I like you. Ugh. No that sounds just so not normal!
I appreciate you.
 Better.
Bye <3



Quotes by these_three_words

I would like to thank him.
I want to say thanks for all
the tears that made me stronger,
the lies that taught me not to
be so gullible,
for the unforgettable memories,
but most importantly, thanks
for teaching me to

l
ove like it'll never end <l3

I want to give up...
but        then         i          think         "what if he loves
me tomorrow?"          and that keeps     me       hanging       on <l3


IxDON'TxWANTxTOxBExAxMEMORY
<l3
& i find it rather sad
when       the         people          we         know
eventually          become       people       we      knew...

he was stupid
for   x   not  x  figuring  x     it   x   out,
but i was even stupider for loving him
in the first place.
"i'm going to be honest,"
she tells him, breaking away
from his embrace.
"I mean, I lie often. But here's the truth.
complain a lot. I eat, fall, and blush
way more than any person should. I'm
easily frustrated. I'm not the smartest
person in the world, but I always try.
Mornings aren't my thing, tears never
come easily to me. I'm scared of being
honest with people because I trust too
easily and am paranoid about them
spilling my deepest secrets. I'm sick
of the drama, lies, and fake relationships.
So...I really like you, and I want this to be
real. But I want to know right now if you
can't handle this. Because it won't be easy."
He looked at her and smiled.
"but it most certainly will be worth it."

let's       be          that       couple.
the two that dance to no music,
the ones who prefer light kisses and
long stares into the other's eyes
instead of full-on PDA constantly.
Let's be that rare sight, that couple that
you just (know) are in love with one another.
Let's ignore the drama, laugh it all off.
Can't we be the ones who have
countless inside jokes, the two
that make 3 AM phone calls
just to say
"I____love____you."
Can you be my other half
in forgetting everyone and everything
else? Don't you want to be known as
the couple who find >>  pain  <<
in parting ways  for class?
Maybe you can tell your friends
about how I beat your Call of Duty
score, and I'll tell my besties that
you are the one guy who doesn't
find Megan Fox attractive. Call
me beautiful, and I'll use that old
term "handsome" because
"hot" is used to describe the sun
or weather. Let's be those
"silly kids" that wrestle instead
of going out to the movies on a
Friday, let's wish on midnight
stars even though we already know
that we each have everything we need:
_____*one another*______
Let's laugh and cry together. I'll never
tell your secrets that you never shared
with anyone but me. I 'll trust
you with my life. Let's have that
real relationship, the kinda that only
exists in novels and movies. Let's have
the love that everyone wants.
    But most importantly? Let's be that
very rare couple who never has to
share a final
----->goodbye <ll3 <------


 

he said I didn't have a heart.

i looked him in the eyes and said "Of course not<//3


you broke it."



*actually happened







here's      to      the    confused.
the ones among us who don't
really know what they want,
the girls who don't know
who to trust and love.
the guys who are pressured
by making the team and fitting in.
the >> misfits << who, believe
it or not, have their own problems,
too. here's to the ones who
feel like no one cares,
like they are worthless. to
the ones who don't know
what to expect in their
own futures. the innocent
people who are killed each
day, be it by disease or murder
that their families don't understand
what "higher being" could being
such sadness on their shoulders.
here's to the girls who cried
themselves to sleep last
night, whether they're
___confused___
over a stupid jerk or
best friend or relative.
here's to the ones
who were never good enough
for someone else,
the people who will
question their lives
over and over today and tonight
and the ones who have so many unanswered
questions that life is unbearable.
here's to all of us, because i know
you have been there.

here's      to      the    confused.

There's a time in your life__*
when you stop wearing water-proof
makeup        because      it won't
hide          how   you         feel
a  n  y   m  o  r  e
<
l3