Status: just want sex ngl
Joined: February 6, 2010
Last Seen: 7 years
Birthday: May 21
user id: 100531
Location: The Edge.
Gender: F
Gemini - 18 - AppState

Quotes by cvnt*

&+ tonight I'll keep in mind these things:
D  O  N  '  T   C  R  Y   O  V  E  R   Y  O  U//////////
      (((even though I dont know when the sting will fade)))
 My name wasn't, isn't, and never will be Hannah.
 That was not okay.<-----------
                                                                                       stop waiting.
 I deserve better  x  I deserve better  x  I deserve better
For a while I will probably continue to be

"Te quise mas que a nadie hijo de puta."
        Real pain is the year and a half I wasted on you. The fights, the yelling, the “I hate you; I’m freaking done,” or the constant times you had me at my wits end. It’s knowing I thought you were worth it, and real love is when you fight like Noah and Allie. But you weren’t my Noah, and I will never be Allie. You were my downfall, and I was shattered.
        Real pain is trying to move on. And coming back. And trying to move on. A never ending loop, I come back and leave dead inside. I stay in my room and waste away and wish to God or whoever will listen that I can just forget. Please, please, please let me forget.
        Real pain is finding someone else. He’s amazing, too. He’s actually sweet and builds me up. He’s everything you’re not. I feel alive again, and maybe I have a shot at happiness. As I get to know him, I slowly realize that he’s a pacifier, a rebound. He makes me feel good, but I’d rather feel horrible with you by my side. I am such a  m a s 0 c h i s t. When he kissed me, it felt just like you.
        Real pain is knowing it will always be you. You being me every misery possible, and I still am begging for you. My best friends ask me about the new boy I met, and it’s always, “Oh, he bores me.” 3 months and 1 week I’ve been asleep. I just want to wake up next to you.
"You're gonna feel my pain, someday; when you're sitting in your god forsaken room,
still trying to ignore me, it'll finally hit you. And,
my god, when it does, I'll never feel
more f v c k i n g satisfied.
"  I read the crumpled paper 3 times through with shaking
 hands. I swear I could feel his hot breath- hear  the piercing words-   right beside me.
 And I remember seeing his absolutely crushed   face when I ended the best two years
 of my life.    The note said it all: the face of an angel falling played behind my eyelids
 as Fall Out Boy said to me, "My heart is on my sleeve-- wear it like a bruise or black
  eye."         A lump formed in my throat as tears like lava lined eyes replaying regrets.
  I blamed him, too.         Saying, "You hold me down." Saying, "Maybe you should've
 changed." Saying, "You made me stop loving you. I couldn't help it."       Who was I?
  "I'm so ready to see you fall.      Because at one point, I begged to be your everything.
   Like the waves crash into the shore,    like magnets come together,   like gravity pulls
  us to the Earth, I wanted you to be stuck to me. I wanted to be your everything-- your
 center. You ruined me, too. You took advantage of that and tore me down.
"      Every
  word written consumed my entire entity.           The four walls surrounding me were
  creeping closer;    the open window let in the sound of the willows weeping with me.
   This was my breaking point;                       hardening my heart only worked so much.
   He was right:          I pondered where we could've come,          which killed me inside.
 "Well, when you beging to think of me again, just stay away. I don't want to see you."
  Words like swords cut me through. I had broken the person that, deep down, I loved.
  I hated myself.          So I laid down, let my radio tune out my thoughts, and tried my
   hardest to let the cold outside sneak in and   freeze my emotions like they once were.
what happened to the i love you's every night?
the i'm never leaving and the forever?<-------
they fell to pieces, and i'm falling apart slowly
and you don't care.     did you ever really care?
i really don't even know how to react to this}}
my words aren't  b e a u t i f u l  a n y m o r e
An intense song is when you're laying on the shore:
it begins [GLORIOUS] and [PEACEFUL] and serene.
+ B u t  y o u  k n o w  t h a t  w i t h  e a c h
 PassinG    momenT

 ≈those waves are just aching to come  
----->closer and ----->closer and ----->closer-->
 Eventually, they break so fast and hard that you know
 you'll be {swept away} at some point
 T H A T ' S  T H E  C L I M A X
  Your heart beats fasterfaster because waves are so close now,
                  {{{& all you expect is something terrifying.}}}
    All you can anticipate  is a world of pain     
  i n s t e a d  o f  d r o w n i n g  i n  d e s i r e >>>>>
 In the end, you get something great:   the water sweeps around
  every crevice of you,  in your hair,  on your back.
   (((That ticklish part of your neck nobody knows about)))
     -------------> The place where chills run all through your spine.
    T H A T  S W E E T  S P O T  O N  Y O U R  C O L L A R  B O N E
  [[[[[For a moment, you think that, in the best way,

     you truly had been moved from your place.

aLL mY FRienDs aLwaYs Lie To me;
[ I  K N O W  T H E Y ' R E  T H I N K I N G : ]////
--------> "You're too mean-- {I DON'T LIKE YOU.} Fck you, anyway."

{ "You make me wanna scream at the top of my lungs!" }
 "It hurts, but I won't fight you. You suck anyway."
"You make me wanna die."

Light that smoke: ----->that one for giving up on me,
/////& one just coz they'll kill you [SOONER] than my [EXPECTATIONS
T o  m y  f a v o r i t e  l i a r ;  t o  m y  f a v o r i t e  s c a r ,
i couLD Have DieD wiTH You."

I love Fall Out Boy because they understand like nobody else. Now I know full well that every teenage girl says this about every other band, but it's different. Every album, song, line, lyric, and word means a million things. They speak loud and clear to the outcasts and make them feel so not alone. To those ready to jump right off the edge, they have words to let them know they're not alone. To anyone fcked over by another person, or absolutely infatuated with someone to a point beyond comprehension, the boys in Fall Out Boy understand that. And so do all the others that listen to their words. There are bands who are more well-known and loved and famous, and all that crap, but there isn't a better band. Because these guys can leave us high and dry for four years and still when they come back, I don't wanna jump again. Because I feel just what I felt before. It's like lost love: once the one comes back, you're gonna forgive them and feel that connection again. And it'll be more than just crying over old photographs all the time. Fall Out Boy is everything: love, hate, laughter, sadness, anger, bitter, hope, a light at the end of the tunnel, loss, feeling lost, feeling understood, being found. To those who hate them, they honestly just don't understand the lyrics that are sang and how deep they truly run. I'm not just saying that, either. People feel a love for their favorite bands all the time, so why should this be any different? Maybe it shouldn't. Maybe I'm just another "whiny, desperate, burnout teenager begging for attention," but did The Beatles ever tell their fans-- multiple times, in song-- that the die-hards are way more important than any fame they could have? Possibly, I wouldn't have any idea, to tell you the truth. But I can tell you this: John, Paul, Ringo, and George singing Blackbird will never get my heart moving the way Hand Of God does, and that's enough for me. Panic! can't make my throat close when singing about an inescapable rut. Fall Out Boy is the best band in the world-- my world. I'm understood, and this band was and still is the first thing to truly make me feel that. I'll say to my grave that they were the best d a m n thing to ever happen to this miserable, stinking world.

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misseD oPPoRTuniTies.