'Cause I'm not coming back,
I'm closing the door.
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Monday, May 01, 2006, 7:25 PM
A boy sits in his room, with unseen tears running down his face, not about to end any time soon. He sits on his bed, and reaches under his pillow. He pulls out that hidden notebook with the pages filled. Page by page he Not too far away from that boy's home, sits a girl, all alone. With music blaring and tears not heard. Her head is down, actions speak louder than words. Her hair falls down, all over her face, so messed up, so i HATE iT WHEN MY CELLPH0NE RiNGS & Y0UR NAME D0ESN'T SH0W i HATE iT WHEN i HEAR 0UR S0NG iT i HATE THE WAY Y0U STiLL SMiLE AT ME EVEN TH0UGH SHE'S AT Y0UR SiDE i HATE THE NiGHTS WHEN i'M ALL AL0NE & ALL THE TiMES i CRiED i HATE THE WAY Y0U SAY MY NAME 0R JUST THE WAY Y0U L00K i HATE THE WAY i KN0W Y0U H0W i CAN READ Y0U LiKE A B00K i HATE THE WAY i D0N'T HATE Y0U BECAUSE i STiLL L0VE Y0U S0 i HATE THE WAY Y0U'LL NEVER SEE & THE WAY & letter by letter, he types the sadness into her heart. the worst part about being lied to, is knowing you're and sometimes it's easier to say every single reason why you do. you think you but in reality you just want to be saved. there is a thin line of wanting to die and wanting to be saved. ©sheryl last night i had a dream that i went to the beach and fell in love && i woke up this morning and there was sand in my shoes and a seashell in my pocket. and her friends don't understand her she's like a question without answers who feels like she's always tell someone how you feel mean what you say & say what you mean even when its hard bcos opportunities are but regrets cann last a l i f e t i m e. 10 years from now i won't remember who i went out with the people the reasons why we laughed so hard && all the memories. but i will remember one thing. you were my b e s t f r i e n d. if you don’t understand my you’ll never understand my words... the way I feel is i hate it when people ask me.. "are you okay" it just reminds me that he says he's happy, so i should be happy for him.. its she's in his world now, he has left me behind.. don't get me wrong, i enjoy being his best friend.. but there's a part of me, that someone asked me where heaven was.. without thinking, i pointed to you <3 if you then you don't deserve me at my best. this is where you and me mean nothing but a its like writing your name on a foggy window and slowly watching it |