I feel that something is missing. It's quite possible I know EXACTLY what it is. It's a girl. One to make me laugh, to smile. To be there when i need her, as i already am when she needs me. A girl who, after our first kiss, would look up at me, smile, and come back for a second one. However, the odds of me finding what is missing are indeed astronomical to say the least. With no experience, my being a hopeless romantic, and my looking the way I do, who would EVER want to be that girl, the one who completes who i am? All i want is an answer, as to why I am unable to find ANYONE at all, while those who care about others much much less can find happiness with someone almost immediately.
She is the girl.
The girl that all want.
The girl that one has.
The girl that few ever know,
and the girl that ever fewer TRULY know.
Scared of pain, scared of hurt, they are all locked out.
But maybe, one day, she will open the door, and let everyone see.
See the real her, the one that they will never forget, and always love
for Rebecca, a great friend
(unnamed person) when i first saw u i was like damn hes fat
(unnamed person) and fugly
sums up my life now doesnt it...
many times has the human life been compared to a flame- short lived, burning just to burn, and attempting to burn brighter and longer than any other.
well, to many it is naught but the brightness and the length that matter, but to myself, it is the after-image, that blue flame-shaped dot that remains there, after you look away. for it is what our actions cause long after our deaths that really matter. not our pitiful existences, but the ripples they cause in the future, such as our children, their children, and the like. also, if one man invents the light bulb, all those who come after will remember him as that man, and in those memories, he is eternity...
is it possible for someone to stop loving someone instantaneousl
because of one incident?
i dont think so....
because love doesnt stop like that...
real love never stops
no matter what that person does to you, you will always love them.
even if it kills you inside, the love is still there... it still exists inside... though you amy never show it, or even realize it, if that love is true, you will always love that person, no matter what
i dunno if i take this any more... i love brit soo much... its tearing me apart..... i cant help but love her... she is everything to me...it hurts so bad..... i just wish i wasnt such a horrible person...then maybe she would love me, and i wouldnt be alone for my whole life...
i know one thing though,... i dont want to stop loving her...
haha i just had to .. , i got this from my best friend brittany brimo.. and i had to put it on here
1. Give me your number?
2. Would you love me?
3. Let me kiss you?
4. Watch a movie with me?
5. Let me take you out to dinner?
6. Drive me somewhere/anyw
7. Just talk to me?
8. Be my bf/gf?
9. Have a fling with me?
10. Listen to me if I called you crying even if you were out with all of your friends?
11. Buy me a drink if i didnt have money?
12. Take me for the night?
13. Would you let me sleep in your bed?
14. Sing kareoke with me?
15. Sit in the doctors with me because I didn't want to go alone?
16. Re-post this for me to answer your questions?
17. Come pick me up at 3 am because my car ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere?
18. Do you think im pretty, beautiful, or hot?
19. Do you like my style?
20. Do you think im funny?
21. Do you care about me?
22. Would you cry if i died?
23. Would you stop me if I tried to commit suicide?
24. Would you dance with me?
now people... this is my outlook on all things.....
love may be real... it may not... i know many of you believe in it.... as i may too..... but im still undecided.....
the flaws are what make the person... if no1 had flaws.... we would all be the same.... and then who would be able to tell how fugly i am? and im also betting id sumhow find a way to stay invisible... anywayz back to the topic.....
the flaws of those i know... are what make them great people......[Oh! Its a Riot xx] doesnt believe shes beautiful.....
anywayz.... to sum up.... A WILTED ROSE IS MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN ONE IN ITS PRIME. the wilted rose has passed its romantic and beautiful stage... yet it once made someone happy......so its purpose was served... the things it did once... not what its doing now.... are what make it beautiful.....
now for a real summary
PEOPLE ARE WHO THEY ARE BECAUSE OF THE DECISIONS THEY MAKE.... the decision may be wrong.... but mistake and wrongdoingsdiv
if you liked what you read... then kewl... message me... if your confused... still message me.... if you dont like it or you jsut dont care... THEN WHY THE FUCK HAVE YOU EVEN READ THIS FAR? ok well um..... *closes book and runs*