Quotes added on Thursday, July 29 2010

Kinda long but worth the read...

Forget him,
Forget his name
Forget his face
Forget his kiss
His warm embrace
Forget the love that you once knew
Remember he has someone new
Forget him when they played your song
Remember why you cried all night long
Forget how close you once were
Remember he has chosen her
Forget how you memorized his walk
Forget the way he used to talk
Forget the things he used to say
Remember he has gone away
Forget his laugh, Forget his grin
Forget the dimples on his chin
Forget the way he held you tight
Remember he's with her tonight
Forget the time that went so fast
Forget the love that moved, it's past
Forget he said he'd leave you never
Remember now he's gone forever...
 

 

Crimson:
Chapter 11

Zoei's voice was familiar and comforting, while at the same time it was frightening to me.
"Luna! Where the hell are you? They said you broke out of the hospital and threatened to kill nurses, what are you trying to accomplish here? They want to help you!" The anger in her voice was apparent, but I needed to know where Xander lived. Right then and there.
"Listen to me I don't have much time to explain, I need to know where Xander lives right now. I will explain everything else later! Just tell me now, it's a matter of life or death... for him." I was pretty sure the serious tone I used with her was what got her to tell me so quickly.
"His address is 6935 Southeast Lana Tahkar Avenue. Get there as soon as you can, his room is the one with the black door. In the back of the house." She sounded as if he meant everything to her in that moment of panic. I wasn't going to worry about how she knew which bedroom belonged to him. 
"Thank you Zoei." I hung up and just my luck a bus going to that side of town was just pulling up, thanks to the man who gave me the ten dollars I had enough to get to Xander's. My time was running out...

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It's always great getting replaced

by your best friend. It's even worse when it's with your other best friend, but it's not her fault. <\3

I want them to break up, so fricken bad.
So i can have the boy i wish i had.







all mineee. No joccking. click the organ pleaase:D

addicted to the bad ones
part 44

I just met Jason and I was telling him everything. The meeting. The loving. The cheating. The moving. The tattoos. The family issues. Everything.
"Oh wow." He said after I explained everything.
"Yeah, I know."
"Well think of it this way. You're starting a new life back in Delaware. So leave everything in the past and think about a new future. And you can always get those tattoos removed." He smiled.
"You're right. Thanks for listening."
"It's not problem."
"So why are you here?" I asked.
"It's a long story."
"You listened to mine. I'll listen to yours."
Jason told me about his life. His physco dad used to beat him and his family. So he, his mom, and his two brothers are sneaking away to Delaware to get away from him. Turns out he'll be living in the same town I am. He's also 16 and a gemini.
"Oh. That's crazy." I said.
"I know."
"But you'll be okay now, right?"
"Yeah totally. He's in a mental hospital and doesn't know we're moving. So it'll be okay."
"Well that's good."
Our flight ended by the time we finished talking. We exchanged phone numbers before we left the plane. Then I grabbed my luggage and met up with my grandma. She didn't look too happy. But that's probably because I went to Santa Monica without letting her know.
"Hey Grandma." I said.
"Hello Anna."
"Sorry I left. I just wanted to have a good birthday."
She seemed a little stunned.
"Is something wrong?" I asked.
"I just haven't heard you apologize. Ever."
"Well I'm trying to start new." I smiled.
"Well I'm liking it." She smiled back.
The drive home we made agreements about living in Delaware. I was able to hang out with who I wanted as long as they were good kids and didn't do drugs. I was allowed to go where I wanted as long as I told my grandma where and that I came home at a decent time. We were actually starting to get along. I didn't feel like I was the same person, but I might as well get used to it. When we got home, I went into my room and texted Jason.
Sent: Hey
Inbox: Hey
Sent: What's up?
Inbox: Just got into my new home. you?
Sent: Same
Inbox: What are you doing tonight?
Sent: Probably nothing
Inbox: Wanna go out for dinner and a movie?
Sent: Sure :)
Inbox: Okay be at the little Italian restaurant near the mall around 7
Sent: Okay see ya
Inbox: Bye :)
I was actually kinda excited. This would really help me get over Brandon and start new. But what do you know? Right after, I got a call from Brandon. I ignored it. I still loved Brandon and I cared about him so much. But I just couldn't talk to him. I had nothing to say. It was too soon. I got off of my bed and went downstairs.
"I'm going to the movies tonight with my friend Jason. He just moved here." I told my grandma.
"Okay. Be home before 10." She said.
That was the first time I told her I was going out without getting in a fight. Maybe living here wouldn't be so bad. A few hours went by and before I knew it, I had to leave. My grandma dropped me off at the restaurant and I saw Jason sitting at a table for two.
"Hey." I said giving him a hug.
"Hey." Jason hugged me back.
At dinner, we really got to know each other. And I was really starting to like him. When we finished, we walked to the movie theatre that was only a block away. During the movie, Jason put his arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder. Then I looked up into his amazing green eyes and he looked into mine. He leaned his face closer to mine and I did the same. And finally our lips touched.

Hello;
i hope you have a reason to smile today(:


-not minee idt
credit to whoever(:

Actually, no, I'm not insanely beautiful;
I'm just average.
Actually, no, I'm not insanely funny;
I'm just strange.
Actually, no, I'm not insanely responsible;
I'm just a kid.
Actually, no, I'm not insanely sad;
I'm just quiet.
Actually, no, I'm not insanely deaf;
I just don't want to listen to you.

But out of all the things I am, I am me,
And that should be more than enough for you. ♥

why the hell are people making suicide notes on witty? your bringing me down and i dont think that you actually killed yourself so wanna not make up these stupid lies.