The Last Day On Earth

Look down - the ground below is crumbling
Look up - the stars are all exploding

It's the last day on earth
In my dreams
It's the end of the world
And you've come back to me
In my dreams

Between the dust and debris
There's a light surrounding you and me

It's the last day on earth
In my dreams
It's the end of the world
And you've come back to me
In my dreams

And you hold me closer than I can ever remember being held
I'm not afraid to sleep now, if we can stay like this until

It's the last day on earth
In my dreams
It's the end of the world
And you've come back to me
In my dreams

In my head I repeat our conversations
Over and over til they feel like hallucinations
You know me - I love to lose my mind
And every time anybody speaks your name I still feel the same
I ache, I ache, I ache inside

Unforgettable Love

Someday, someone will just, affect you, in this way that you never thought possible, don't understand, and haven't really felt before. You find yourself thinking about that person all the time, sometimes even when you don't realize it. You care what they think, and worry that they may think poorly of you. You go out of your way just to walk behind him. You want to be a better person, just for him. He just gets to you. You just can't understand it, and you don't have to. Just try and make the best of it, and think of him, if thinking makes you happy. It doesn't matter if he doesn't feel it too, it doesn't matter if it's unrequited. It will still be unforgettable...

I'm a girl who...

im a girl who loves talking...drawing...art...

spending time with the people i love and care about...getting hugs..heels...shopping...w

atching thunderstorms...dancing in the rain lol...singing...cuddling..

.pretending to play my brothers bass. i like when people hold the door open for me. i enjoy baking cookies and cakes...making crafts...hello kitty...eating candy that turns my mouth different colors. i love making bracelets and stuff... i like listening to music. im a sims nerd lol...i absolutely LOVE the summer ^__^ my favorite colors are ORANGE, green, and pink. ive been given so many labels its ridiculous...from prep to ghetto...from scene to boho...ive even been called indie(dont ask cuz i dont know) but im not any of those things i am me...XD i adore people who like to have fun and dont care what other people think XD my favorite animal is a pig because there really cute and they like to get dirty and dont have to worry about guys and there life is just about having fun :) My favorite shape is the star ^__^ i love seeing rainbows in the sky cuz it reminds me of my life back in nj...i like anything that jingles when you move it, like keys or bells, im easily distracted, i have S.O.S.(shiny object syndrome)i like learning about different religions, belly button piercings, eating sushi and marshmallows, bright colored fingernails, puppies, bunnies, baby animals. i love writing...im very opinionated...im quick tempered...i change emotions really fast...im usually pretty postive but there are a few things that piss me off...:people who complain a lot..crocs.. people with no manners..cute guys who get ridiculous haircuts..cold weather..stupid kids who act like idiots in public because they think theyre cool because they dont have a parent around...boring people..stupid people...people who make promises and dont follow through..girls who look like they rolled in dorito dust..parents who dont control their stupid children..people who complain a lot..bugs..comic sans font..ugly things..druggies..dirt...M

ATH...god i hate math. im the kind of person that puts others before myself, others feelings others needs. I believe that in the long run, im significant but what i make others feel, that is so important, i want to live forever because it would hurt people if i died:)

Felicia :(

I look at all the pictures of the past...thinking of how the years went by so fast. The dances, the parties, the laughs, the shoulders to cry on and cute photographs. The people I've known since way back when, the new kids came every now and then. The friendships you make come and go, but there's always those few you'll always know. Now as we go our separate ways, I know I'll always remember these days.

Someone To Call My Lover

I want to be someone's last call of the night and their first thought in the morning. I want those 5 hour conversations that end in 'no you hang up first.' I want the heart racing, palm sweaty, 'what's gonna happen next moments. I want the hugs that you never want to let go of & the stolen kisses that are always the sweetest. But most importantly, I just want to know someone considers me theirs. But please don't lead me on if you don't care about me...I'd rather you be with me because you want to be, rather you feel like you're obligated to be with me. I wish that I could tell you how I feel. I wish I wouldn't worry about what everyone else thinks. I wish you would just love me back. You say you do but the way you treat me....its kind of hard to believe. And I wish that everything would have a happy ending...but everyone has a dream...right?

...This Girl...

There's this girl in the mirror, I wonder who she is. Sometimes I think I know her and sometimes I wish I did. There is a story in her eyes, lullabies, and goodbye. When she's looking back at me I can tell...she's hurting inside. It's getting warmer now and the darkness consumes me. Depression is slowly creeping up. Maybe one day you'll actually care about me. Never underestimate the pain of a person because the truth is everyone is struggling. It's just some people hide it better than others. She smiles with all that she has left, yet tears are left un-dried. And though she's got so much to say, she bottles it up inside. If you look past her broken eyes to a shadow no one sees, a disguise so you won't recognize, the girl is really me...there's nothing more depressing than having it all and still feeling sad..........

Secret Love

I love you. I love you not because you're adorable or because you're sweet, or because you're my best friend. I love you because you make me step outside myself and look at who I really am. You make me want to be a better person just because you are who you are. I can tell you absolutely everything and I know you will listen. And you're one of my best friends. But I will keep all of this to myself because I love you, but you do not love me...I wish that I could make you love me, but I cannot. That is why these words will be forever lost in my memories, never to be spoken aloud: I love you. My heart longs to tell you about my love for you. I wish I could. I wish I could tell you just how much you have touched me. Just how much you have taught me. Just how much you've made me happy. Just how when you accidentally touch me, my body tingles. Just how when you smile at me, it touches my heart in such a way that no one else can ever come close to. Just how the way you love me makes me want to be a better person. Just the way with every breath I love you more and more. Just the way I want nothing more than to be able to hold you everyday of my life, and how that alone would be enough. But, I can't tell you all these things, the way I truly feel because there aren't enough words in this entire world, that can truly explain just how I love you.

Play Kissing During Work Game - Dress Up Doll Games

Play Kissing During Work Game - Dress Up Doll Games

Confusion

I'm going through something...and it's confusing. I'm confused about who I am and what my purpose is in life. What college I should go to. If I should even go to college. I'm trying to resist peer pressure to do all sorts of things that I know I shouldn't do, but some of them I kind of want to do. If you know what I mean? I'm considering getting my nose pierced, and my belly button, and nine other parts of my body. But my parents would totally kill me if I did that...not that I care, so now I'm just thinking about getting a tattoo on my neck. But it wouldn't really be considered my neck, because it would be so high into my hairline, that you wouldn't even be able to see it. Unless I wore my hair in a high enough ponytail. I'm really confused. I keep finding myself in this position. Waiting. Waiting for something to happen. Waiting for this guy to talk to me without me having to initiate the conversation. I've loved this guy since November 7th, 2008 and I still can't have a conversation with him for more than 2 minutes. Unless were on the phone or on Facebook, because then I could talk to him for hours. I thought I was over him, but here I am again, just waiting. Waiting for him to just talk. He's played with my heart for so long. Now I just need a friend. Ha! I can't believe I still get butterflies every time I look at him. He's moved on and I can't. He's went to prom, won a "talent show", and is so close to graduating it makes me cry... And the saddest part is...he's the best thing thats ever happened to me...and he's leaving in 3 months. These next few years are going to be the worst years of my life...And probably the best for him...

Love...

You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn't true. I know a lot about love. I've read about it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made loving him bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate... It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves... You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and... What I'm trying to say is... I think I love him. Is this love? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to him. And if he wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange - no fits. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing he loved me too. Just his heart, in exchange for mine.

AUSTIN!!!

LYLAS XD !!!!!!

XD

i love him......

I Love This Racist Picture

So I was just looking up pictures for my PowerPoint at school about Pharmacy....and i find this picture....haha look at that black mans nose and lips....the black womans wearing some ghetto blue lipstick and has huge boobs...wow....

New Seats Suck

I miss him soo bad...

Protective Shield

I keep things in. Things. Emotions. My emotions…I know that that’s probably not a good thing. Life has made me that way I guess. I have a tendency to show no emotion when I am feeling emotion. I just have a hard time opening up to someone. I get closed off. I feel that by being emotional in front of someone, kind of makes me very vulnerable and weak and I have a hard time with that. You know, being in that state of vulnerability, it’s not a place where I like to be because I feel like I’m not in control. When I’m not in control I get anxiety. Whenever I truly loved anybody and opened myself up to them, they have always stabbed me in the back. I have a hard time with that, trusting people. It can be anyone, friends, family, boyfriend. I’m not sure if I truly trust anyone in my life. It’s sort of a protective shield I’ve put up and it only gets stronger with time. I do desire to be more vulnerable but at the same time I desire to stay protected. I feel torn. Everytime I do take a risk I get hurt. Not sure if I should keep taking those risks.

Calculator Number 3

My chicken nugget is fluffy and chickeny...is way too hot and sexy for you, you noob...I am soo amazing at underwater basket weaving while eating a juggler's balls which are in his amazing purple pants and his hair is bright and shiny because he just told his mommy that he is a big boy now and just go to Jay Bird's house so that he could eat Jay Leno and Michael Jackson and sing a contract to be able to talk with Jerry Springer about his father getting abused by a kitten with a history book and xylophone which sliced a pineapple to share with the hobo outside of the McDonald's where Ronald McDonald had just got a kid from prison and the kid shot the hobo and then went back to prison for molesting a kitty without parental supervision...that is why you should never eat soggy waffles on a Saturday night while watching gay people eat chess pieces and choking President Obama for one million rubber chickens....

The End!!!

Crawl

Everybody see's it's you
I'm the one that lost the view
Everybody says we're through
I hope you haven't said it too

So where
Do we go from here
With all this fear in our eyes
And where
Can love take us now
We've been so far down
We can still touch the sky


If we crawl
Till we can walk again
Then we'll run
Until we're strong enough to jump
Then we'll fly
Until there is no end
So lets crawl, crawl, crawl
Back to love, Yeah
Back to love, Yeah


Why did I change the pace
Hearts were never meant to race
I always felt the need for space
But now I can't reach your face
So where
Are you standing now
Are you in the crowd of my faults
Love, can you see my hand?
I need one more chance
We can still have it all


If we crawl (if we crawl)
Till we can walk again
Then we'll run (then we'll run)
Until we're strong enough to jump
Then we'll fly
Until there is no end
So lets crawl, crawl, crawl
Back to love, Yeah
Back to love, yeaaah


Everybody see's it's you
Well I never wanna lose that view


So we'll crawl (if we crawl)
Till we can walk again
Then we'll run
Until we're strong enough to jump
Then we'll fly
Until there is no end
So lets crawl, crawl, crawl

So we'll crawl (ooh)
Till we can walk again (till we can walk again)
Then we'll run (we'll run)
Until we're strong enough to jump (until we're strong enough to jump)
Then we'll fly (then we'll fly)
Until there is no end
So let's crawl, let's crawl, let's crawl
Back to love

Perhaps I'm Being Over Sensitive...Nahhh

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain....

Bonds That Can Never Be Broken

Sometimes in life there really are bonds formed that can never be broken. Sometimes you really can find that one person who will stand by you no matter what. Maybe you'll find it in a spouse and celebrate it with your dream wedding, but theres also the chance that the one person you can count on for a lifetime, the one person who knows you sometimes better than you know yourself is the same person who's been standing beside you all along.

Unrequited Love

I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that guy for over one miserable year! The absolute worst year of my life! The worst Christmas, the worst Birthday's, New Years Eve's brought in by tears and valium. That year that I had been in love had been the darkest days of my life. All because I've been cursed by being in love with a guy who does not and will not love me back. Oh God, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can't swallow! All the usual symptoms.

Is There a Light at the End of the Tunnel?

I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.....There IS a light at the end of your tunnel...you just need to find the switch or change the bulb! :P

Crazy is Just Genius Ahead of It's Time

“You know the world is going crazy when the best rapper is a white guy, the best golfer is a black guy, the tallest guy in the NBA is Chinese, the Swiss hold the America's Cup, France is accusing the U.S. of arrogance, Germany doesn't want to go to war, and the three most powerful men in America are named 'Bush', 'Dick', and 'Colon.' Need I say more?” - Chris Rock

Tick Tock

Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
(Hey, what up girl?)
Grab my glasses, I'm out the door
I'm gonna hit this city (Lets go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back
I'm talking - pedicure on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-topping, playing our favorite cd's
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop,no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh (x2)

Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
And now the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I'm talking about - everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now - we goin till they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us -

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop,no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh (x2)

DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You got that sound
Yeah, you got me

DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Now, the party don't start until I walk in

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop,no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh (x2)

Life's short...Live it up, Laugh it out, and Love every second of it:)

I woke up late this morning as I always do. I got ready in a half-hour and walked to the bus stop like I do every morning. I get to school say bye to the driver then go to first period. I finish getting ready in the bathroom in the chorus room. Then go talk to my friends. The bell rings and I loose track of time as usual. I'm late...my teacher gets mad and I sit there and do the homework I should have done the night before...just like I always do. I barely finish it before the bell rings then I go to second period...do the same thing...go to third period...do the same thing...go to lunch and wonder why I sit with the people I sit with. There's nothing wrong with them...I just think about it...watch them laugh and eat...while I sit there laughing and listening. I was thinking about how I do the same thing every day and nothing spectacular ever really happens. And how I'm 15 and this is supposed to be the time of my life...where I find out who I truly am and what I want to do with my life. Im not doing that. I just dont want to go through the motions anymore....

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First Blog

Ok. This is my first blog. So im not really sure how to do this thing. I just kinda wanted one cuz everybody else did. So yeah, now i feel special :)