Quotes added on Saturday, February 2 2013
I don't think people love me. They love versions
of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have
construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy
parts of me to love. Who's going to love the girl that
can't stop crying? The girl that hurts herself? The girl
that is losing control? The girl that is so sad she can't
get out of bed? The girl that keeps pushing everyone away?
Who's going to love the monster in me, who's going to
love me now?
Dear girl reading this, I hope you go to sleep with a
smile on your face. No tears, no stress, no hurt, or pain. I hope
you realize how amazing you are and someone out there or that
someone that you're with notices that. Don't let anyone
or anything bring you down, trust me its not worth it. You're
beautiful, always remember that, don't let anyone tell you
less. Close your eyes and think about all the things that make
you happy, those are the things that really count and matter.
Taken or not, always make sure you're truly happy and
don't ever feel lonely, someone will take that lonliness away
when the time is right. Goodnight ♥
OMAGOSH OHMYGOSH I AM FREAKING OUT.... this is a pointless quote
feel free to stop reading because you probably don't care but I
am SOOO excited I'm seeing Sleeping with Sirens twice this
year!!! I'm like crying of happiness yeah sorry if you actually
read that I just had to.
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.
a guy and a girl can be just friends but at some point or another
they will fall for each other, maybe tempartly, maybe at the
wrong time maybe, or maybe forever❤
How
To Save A Heart
Prologue
Adrianna ran down the street, on her morning jog, her music pounding in her ears. Just a few more metres, she thought to herself, then I can go home. Just a few more metres. She ran towards her front door, and opened the door. She pulled her iPod out of the pocket of her sweatshirt, letting out a icy breath. It was the beginning of Winter, but it looked like it was already going to snow.
She stashed the iPod in her schoolbag, and followed the delicios smell of eggs and bacon to the kitchen. She caught sight of her father making breakfast. She smiled and kissed his cheek, pouring orange juice into a glass. She sat on the counter, watching him, she drank her juice, playing with her dark red curls. Her father eventually turned around and handed her a plate, she smiled at him ad walked to the kitchen table.
She sat down and ate, leaing about half of her food still on her plate.
'Thanks Dad.' She said, smiling.
'Your Welcome 'Riana.' He grinned at her, his dark red hair matching hers. She smiled and kissed his cheek, thinking to herself.
Back to my own personal hell. She walked into her room, sighing sadly to herself. She got dressed into a pair of dark skinny jeans and a light blue t-shirt, a red sweatshirt over the top. She walked downstairs, grabbing her bag and phone, and left for school, her father having already left for wrok. She bit her lip softly, before starting her walk.
Day One of torture, is about to begin.
i just want a relationship where someone could say "They're such
a cute couple."
