I'm just a girl with frizzy hair and tiny feet and bright blue
eyes.
I'm just a girl with a big heart who wants to share her love.
I'm just a girl who's obsessed with Converse and Starbucks.
I'm just a girl who wants somebody to see and love me for who I
really am.
A single tear rolls down my cheek as I realize it's my fault we no
longer talk; that you barely acknowledge me. It makes it all the
harder to let go when I just want to go back and erase that moment;
the moment I told you I liked you. If I could only go back then
you'd still be here, even if we'd be just friends I'd be the
happiest girl in the world knowing that at least you're in my life.
We headbang [and crash].
We get high on Vault.
We act retarded and don't give a flip who sees.
We take more pictures than a studio.
We get stalked by Mexicans in red convertables.
We eat the cookie dough straight out of the tub.
We have silly string fights at midnight while being chased by
cats.
We sit in hotel hallways talkin with the guys til curfew.
We walk the streets of Gatlinburg singing off-key.
We get attacked by guys with silly string and shaving cream.
We play keep away for hours never realizing the both guys have a
hackysack.
We have more blonde moments than Books-A-Million has books and even
more inside jokes.
[me n my gurls!]