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.