writergirl113

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Joined: January 25, 2009
Last Seen: 1 decade
user id: 64919
Gender: F

ABOUT ME: [Profile pic: Cate left, me right]

  I'm about to be a junior in high school! Can't believe how old I'm getting.


I couldn't imagine my life without my incredible friends and I hope I never have to.

Some stuff I love: my friends, yearbook, photography, and music (:

I am moving to England. I don't know when. But it WILL happen!

[I am an honourary Brit, according to some British friends of mine]

I am a member of the Sherlock fandom. It's a problem.



 

STATUS:


wanting to move to england. badly.

 

MUSIC:

The Beatles

Brad Paisley

Bruce Springsteen

The Script

Eli Young Band

Ed Sheeran

 

writergirl113's Favorite Quotes





when I cry about one thing, I end up

crying about everything that's wrong.
















 





& sometimes I have the ability to write
five pages in a day, while other times it's
like all my inspiration has gone away.




 
they will hook me up to a polygraph &
ask me if i love you & i will say no.
but the needle will jump & sputter
exactly how you laugh.
   

   
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i love when he says 'i adore you'
i dont know. i just feel it has more meaning than 'i love you'
anyone can love me, anyone can be affectionate towards me.
not everyone adores me, not everyone knows me like the back of their hand.


format-br0kenwings LEAVE THIS HERE PLEASE.

If you weren't driving, I'd kiss you senseless, I tell him.
He swerves to the side of the road and stops the car abruptly.

 Not driving anymore.
 

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Please don't remove this!


Am I the only person that almost cried when they found out Matt Smith was leaving Doctor Who?







That moment when you

realise the person you can't live without is the one who you argue with the most.













 
 There's a guy.
You always seem to know where he is. What his schedule is. You didn't mean to; all of a sudden you realized that every day you watched him walk into math second hour out of the corner of your eye. Your friends don't know; why should they? Heck, you're not even sure of how much you're 'into him'. You've talked to him, what, twice? Maybe? Then there was that time in bio when you said, "Excuse me". Does that count? This definitely isn't your major crush. No, there's better guys them him. Of course there is. But for some reason, when you see the word him on witty, your subconcious flicks to him. And you think of


      that guy.
I know there are people who say all these things don't happen, and there are people who forget what it's like to be 16 when they turn 17. I know these will all be stories some day, and our pictures will all become old photographs, and we will all become somebodys mom or dad. But right now, these moments are not stories. This is happening. I am here, and I am looking at her, and she is so beautiful. I can see it. This moment when you know you're not a sad story. You are alive, and you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder, and you are listening to that song on that drive with the people you love most in the world, and in this moment, I swear, We. Are. Infinite.
 So it seems like
everytime I'm home alone I don't have any feelings. I just don't know what to do. Sometimes I get mad, sad, lonely, and tired. Sometimes all at the same time. I don't know who I am or even who I want to be. 


    So please don't leave me.