June 2010
1 post
Stress is just an option, never a failure.
May 2010
3 posts
DR OCTAGONAPUS. says (00:26): I KNOW YOU LOVE ME YOU KNOW I CARE JUST SHOUT WHENEVER AND I’LL BE THERE YOU WERE MY LOVE YOU WERE MY HEART AND WE WILL NEVER EVER BE APART ARE WE AN ITEM? GURL QUIT PLAYIN WE’RE JUST FRIENDS? WHAT ARE YOU SAYIN LYRICSLYRICS… . tom says (00:26): WHOO WHOO YOU DR OCTAGONAPUS. says (00:27): MY FIRST LOVE BROKE MY HEART FOR THE FIRST...
I was kissed for this first time tonight.
Yeah…
worth the wait.
So bad.
<3
April 2010
3 posts
i refuse to believe that they’re down and out. down but not out. down but not out. down but not out. if you look at it from a level-headed view, they were out from the start. 13 year-old mentality says down down down, sugar. beLIEvers say down. believers say they’re still in. references and past tense mean more than probably meant. reading into interviews too deeply. so deep that...
Dear Bradenton You have been good to me You kept your word And got me through these years All I ask is that you’ll be there When I return From Anna’s Isle To Lakewood’s fields This is our town This is who we’re meant to be This is our town Where our roots have grown so deep This is our town This is where we’re meant to be This is our town We’ll...
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March 2010
3 posts
the truth's the worst i could do and i guess that...
it genuinely worries me that i finish school in about 6 weeks.
where the fuck did my childhood go.
we were the kings and queens of promise.
photograph.
i’m falling for you. at such a young age. i’m not good with words. or the way they make themselves stand tall. so i’ll just say it. i’m falling in love with you. and everything that you do. i’m falling for you. and i want to be caught. i want to be caught. but the net is gone. i’m falling in love. so let’s keep falling and falling. until we’ve...
February 2010
15 posts
ps.
i hate the number 13.
post 14.
sorted.
xo alibi.
oh, it's what you do to me.
i feel like i passed some barriers today. re-tied a few loose ends that had frayed.
pleased. happy. sad? no. odd.
can’t describe it. emotionless emotion. cl-cl-cliche.
take my hand and we will run away.
fuck.
realising who you are as a person is an impossible concept to understand, yet makes sense. i’m getting there. i’m getting there.
xo alibi.
oh take these storms away start a brand new story,
i’ll make it through each day singin’ death or glory.
xo alibi.
i'm guessing this is growing up.
i dont understand a lot of things. i dont understand why i cant understand them. but the things i do get confuse me even more.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvxVNGdwVwk
this song will always teach me life lessons. here are the lyrics for those too lazy to listen:
My best friend gave me the best advice He said each day’s a gift and not a given right Leave no stone unturned, leave your...
you treat me just like another stranger.
i’m not gonna lie, the way i deal with breakups is something horrible. emotions don’t feel pain. they only register it. it’s not real. it’s all in your head (that’s what you were told anyway).
i don’t feel any regret. it’s been some time now where i’ve thought you weren’t who you said you were. i didn’t speak up for fear of breaking you...
'cause i don't know who i am when you're running...
it’s all because we’re kids.
taking baby steps. not full grown yet. it can change.
fuck what others think and do you own thing. make it make it make it make up. sing with me now.
xo alibi.
triangle.
he loves me. i love him as a friend.
i love him. he likes me back.
i like him. i don’t know how he feels about me.
yet we’re no more than 15 and 16. does love even apply?
we’re too young, i hate to love you.
xo alibi.
whispers
do you get the feeling they know something we don’t know?
xo alibi.
ps
spent a lotta time jumping to my dreams. wish i could live that night again.
i can taste the success.
xo alibi.
103 makes better chemistry
i feel trapped. trapped by a virus; no, a disease. of the mind? maybe. but there’s also something true about it. it’s real pain. it’s a throat screaming silence.
not on my best guard. don’t like it. self-imposed hibernation.
‘get well soon’
xo alibi.
if it matters at all
keep on reaching for that one thing you want. maybe your hand will touch that of a stranger. a stranger who isn’t so strange. just a crooked smile.
lights, flash, sound.
it’s a few hours ‘till lift off.
xo alibi.
wait on
a good friend once said ‘do you ever wonder if the stars are looking back at us?’ i wonder if we’re invading their privacy. tonight they shut their clouded curtains, wishing for some peaceful glow.
no one learnt every life lesson given to them - they wouldn’t be a good person if they did.
i do wonder though.
what if the stars are real and we’re accessories to...
spent most of last night dragging this lake.
this is one of those things that makes sense at the time but will leave you questioning yourself in a couple of months.
the curious thoughts of a curious child.
this means nothing and all the same at once.
there’s a kind of dull sense of anguish in this room. whether it’s from the people running on green grass on the television screen or my mind working severe overtime without pay....