zaterdag 28 november 2009


/1/
nobody knows me here.
i could be anybody.
i could be somebody.


/2/
why do all girls seem to fall for a good guy friend at one point or another? i think it's because we see a great person, someone who knows us inside & out; someone who has been there when we were down, someone who knows what makes us laugh & what makes us cry. but what we don't see is that as soon as we take the next step, he will turn into the guy we were sure he could never be, and it'll all end.

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i found a map to buried treasure & even if we come home empty handed we’ll still have our stories of battle scars, pirate ships & wounded hearts, broken bones, & all the best of friendships

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and when this hourglasshas filtered out its final grain of sand i raise my glass to the memories we had

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/5/
these relics of remembrance are just like shipwrecks
only they’re gone faster than the smell after it rains

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/6/
Just because I’m standing on my own two feet... doesn’t mean I don’t want to be SWEPT AWAY sometime

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/7/
Your worst battle is between what you know & what you feel

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i want to be the kind of girl who leaves an everlasting impression. i don`t want to be the type that you`ll forget in a week, i want to be hard to forget. i want to have the kind of impact on someone where they know they`ll never find anyone else who could ever take my place.


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/9/
she dances.
footsteps like raindropspatter across the stage.
second glances;
she pirouettes
and slowly fades away.

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/10/
now i don't like using words like forever but i will love you til the end of today and in the morning when i remember everything you are, i know i'll fall for you all over again.

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/11/
So I’ve been running on empty now this whole winter, and I’ve been running on empty now for longer than I can remember.

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/12/
What's teenage love? It's staying up late for each other & barely staying awake in class the next day. It's passing each other between classes & stopping to say Hi, but ending up running to your next class right before the bell rings. It's going to the mall, wandering around hand in hand, with a silence that's comfortable. It's watching a movie in the theaters with his arm slowly creeping onto your shoulders, & you resting your head in his arms. It's walking around at night, for no reason at all; his chest, her head, looking at the stars. It's uncertainty of how long it will last, a risk you're both willing to take, even if it means you'll have a broken heart. It's not yet true love, not like, nor lust, nor infatuation. It's teenage love, here to stay, here to play with our hearts & never to go away.

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You began to cry; just crying. The deep and ugly kind, the kind you lose yourself in, though you're thanking God that no one has to see how rubbed and blotched your face becomes. Though, some detached part of you also wishes there was someone there to see you now, to see and understand just how sad you are at heart. They don't see if and of course, you would never show them that side
of you.


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" The moon.You don't normally think about itand it doesn't really serve a purpose.But still, from time to time, you look up at it.And it makes you feel better.I think if we all took a moment out of our busy livesto look up at the moon,Maybe we'd all feel better.
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I don't understand why Cupid was chosen to represent Valentine's Day.
When I think about romance, the last thing on my mind is a short, chubby toddler coming at me with a weapon.

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/16/
I feel like jello
And my heart is running away
My hands are cold
And I can't stop smiling.Y
ou tend to do that to me.

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/17/
I just classified life as 'amazing.'
It has been so long since I've done that.

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18/
Hello broken heart ;
my name is love.
Maybe you've forgotten, but we'vemet before.
I'm here to remindyou of better days.
I'm here to teach you to live again.


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/19/
We picked up little things from each other. Bad habits, stupid nicknames, random phrases. We have to admit that we've changed each other.

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/20/
VIRUS : The Love Bug.
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That was how you knew love. My mother had told me that. All you had to do was imagine your life without the other person, and if the thought alone made you shiver, then you knew.

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/22/
Too often we don't realize what we have until it's gone.Too often we're too stubborn to say, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."Too often it seems we hurt the ones closest to our hearts,and we let the most foolish
things tear us apart

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/23/
I think everyone has a side where they are depressed & unhappy. some people ignore it. some people try to change it. some people completely show it. & some people, they deal with it