Ears.

I have an ear infection.
I haven't had onr of those since I was 7.
On the bright side I got some cool drugs.
Senior retreat tomorrow.
Its bitter sweet.
I have 16 days left.
Then I have to grow up and become an adult.
Let me shit my pants now.

I love this.

"Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us - I can live only wholly with you or not at all - Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul enwrapped in you into the land of spirits - Yes, unhappily it must be so - You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity to you. No one else can ever possess my heart - never - never - Oh God, why must one be parted from one whom one so loves. And yet my life in V is now a wretched life - Your love makes me at once the happiest and the unhappiest of men - At my age I need a steady, quiet life - can that be so in our connection? My angel, I have just been told that the mailcoach goes every day - therefore I must close at once so that you may receive the letter at once - Be calm, only by a calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together - Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell. Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.
ever thine
ever mine
ever ours"- Beethoven.



Thats one of his love letters. I absolutely love it. I think its so beautiful and loving and you really could tell that he was in love.Aww Beethoven. Why don't guys like this exist anymore?

I know; because chivalry is dead.

Geheimnis

wenn Sie nur wussten.
Was ich an Sie wirklich dachte.
Heimlich hasse ich Sie.

Ich habe 18 Tage links.

Ich kann nicht warten.

...

Write your own words.

A song to be set free.

I seriously can't remember when I truly was happy. Like, really happy. When I went to the Bahamas this Christmas, we went to this secluded beach and it was gorgeous, I loved it. There was crystal clear water, white sand, beautiful son, warm breeze. I walked along the beach by myself and I loved it. I was truly happy then.

I need to find that again. I haven't been truly happy in a long, long time. People always see me smile, but about 90% of the time its fake. I don't like fake smiles. I just want a real one to come out every once in a while.


I wanna be 7 years old again. I wanna go back to the time when I believed in Santa and happy endings.

Maybe its not my weekend, but its gunna be my year.

I'm sorry I'm not the valedictorian of my class.
I'm sorry I wasn't an honor student.
I'm sorry I didn't do my homework.
I'm sorry I'm not the perfect child.
I'm sorry I'm not a sweet baby angel.
I'm sorry I'm good at dance.
I'm sorry it wasted your money.
I'm sorry your plans for me didn't happen.
I'm sorry I don't like school.
I'm sorry I'm going to community college.
I'm sorry I make you angry.
I'm sorry I'm a pain in the ass.
I'm sorry You hate me so much.
I'm sorry I use profanity.
I'm sorry I crashed the car.
I'm sorry I'm not pretty enough.
I'm sorry I wasn't popular kid.
I'm sorry I don't date athletes.
I'm sorry I have problems.
I'm sorry I'm not the hero.
I'm sorry I failed in your eyes.

I'm done saying sorry. I'm done with being blamed for everything. I'm done with everything.

Like the song says; "Maybe its not my weekend, but its gunna be my year.." I'm going to show you. I will.






I'll soon be free.

If only New York wasn't so far away...

Someone out there is meant to be the love of your life, your best friend, your soul mate, the one you can tell your dreams to. He'll smile at you when you tell him, but he'll never laugh at your heart. He'll brush the hair out of your eyes and send you flowers when you least expect it. He'll call you to tell you good night before you get into bed or just because he's thinking about you. He'll be bursting to talk to you each morning, just to hear the sound of your voice. He'll look into your eyes and tell you that you are the most beautiful girl he has ever seen and for the first time in your life, you'll believe it. You may not be his first, last or his only, he's loved before you and may love again. But if he loves you now, what else matters? He isn't perfect and you aren't either, but if he can make you laugh and admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to him and give him the most you can. He isn't going to quote you sappy poetry, he's not going to be thinking of you every moment of the day but he will give you a part of him he knows you can break, his heart. So don't hurt him, don't change him, don't analyze him, and don't expect more than he can give. Smile when he makes you happy and let him know when he makes you mad. Miss him when he's not there and love him with all that you have because the perfect man doesn't exist but there's always that man that's perfect for you.