It's sweet when someone knows every single detail about you.

Not because you constantly remind them, but because they pay attention to you.

You have no idea how many guys told me they were "different".

You have no idea how many guys I actually believed..

mean girls !

i don't get attached.

i don't want a relationship unless you can prove to me you're not all the same. no, your words don't mean shit to me. no, i don't trust you. no, i don't believe you. promises are nothing but empty words to me. i know i'm not your one and only so don't tell me i am. no, my smile doesn't make your day. no, my laughter isn't music to my ears. no, i'm not too good to be true so start with the truth. if i'm what you want, tell me why and tell me often. tell me you love me, but only if you mean it.

You hugged me close to you just so I could hear how fast I made your heart beat.

I don’t know why I still think of it every now and then.

HAHA,

You know when you're from California when...

Everyone hates cops

You live next door to mexicans

You say “like” and “for sure” and “right on” and “dude” and “totally” and “peace out” and “chill” and “tight” and “bro” and “hell of” and “hella”(Nor Cal only) and “faded” and “stoked” and “fo sho” and you say them often

You know what real cheese taste like.

All the porn you watch is made here, cause we fuck better and thats how it is.

You don’t get snowdays off because theres only snow in Mammoth, Tahoe, Shasta, and Big Bear.

You can wear sandals all year long.

You go to the Beach - not “down to the shore.”

You know 65 mph really means 100.

When someone cuts you off, they get the horn and the finger and high speed chase cuz we dont fuck around on the road.

The drinking age is 21 but everyone starts at 14 (legally 18 if you live close enough to the border).

Our governor can kick your governors ass.

You can go out at midnight.

You judge people based on what area code they live in, and when asked where you’re from, you give your area code.

You might get looked at funny by locals when you’re on vacation in their state, but when they find out you’re from California you turn into a Greek GOD.

We don’t stop at stop signs… we do a “california roll”
No cop no stop baby!

You can get fresh and REAL Mexican food 24 hours a day.

All the TV shows you “other” states watch get filmed here.

EVERYONE smokes weed. no exceptions.

We’re the Golden State. Not the Cheese State. Not the Garden State…..GOLDEN!!!

We have In-N-Out (Arizona and Vegas are lucky we share that with them).

We have the most representation in the House of Representatives, which means our opinion means more than yours, which means we’re better than you.

The best athletes come from here.

We got disneyland….wut now!

We have The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf which is way better than Starbucks.

We call it soda, not pop.

Oh, and no one from California calls it Cali… that’s how we know you’re not from around here.

someone hates you for no reason?

GIVE THAT MOTHERFUCKER A REASON.

lawlarious :)

never make

a decision when you're angry.

or a promise when you're happy.

when the drug wears off,

the reason you got high will still be there.

"you've changed"

i just grew up and learned to adjust.

you wouldn't be able to sit with us.

fail.

LAUGHIN FOR DAYS!

When faced with a choice, flip a coin.

not because it solves the problem but because in that brief second when the coin is in the air you suddenly realize what you're hoping for.

CRACK;

Why should Caesar just get to stomp around like a giant while the rest of us try not to get smushed under his big feet? Brutus is just as cute as Caesar, right? Brutus is just as smart as Caesar, people totally like Brutus just as much as they like Caesar, and when did it become okay for one person to be the boss of everybody because that’s not what Rome is about! We should totally just STAB CAESAR!

Dats gay as hell dawg.

BUAHAHA, serves you right :)

I wish that I had

never met you

Then there would be no need to impress you. No need to want you. No need for loving you. No need for crying over you. No need for heartbreaks. No need for pain or tears. No need for forgotten promises. No need for rejected hugs. No need for crying myself to sleep. No need for acting like you care. No need, for everything you've done to make me feel like absolutely nothing.

-

But then again, I'm glad I did meet you. Cause you were the one who always asked me if anything was wrong. You were the one who loved me for me. The one who cared when everyone else didn't. The one who listened. The one who stayed up late just to talk about the randomest shit ever. You were the one who I told secrets to. The one who taught me new things. The one who laughed at my bad jokes. The one who did things, just for me.

I wanna be the because of his every why's...

I wanna be the reason why he cancels

a night out with friends because I'm sick.

why he stayed up late

because I can't sleep.

why he slept with the phone in his hand

because he was waiting for my reply.

why he searched the whole city with a book

because he knew it was my favorite.

why he doesn't drink too much

because he knows I'll get mad.

why he learns to cook pasta

because I'm craving for it.

why he's in love.

Disappoinment.

It is NOT okay to talk to me and then when I’m fed up with you and stop talking to you, you talk to some other chick or even a friend of mine and you do all the “cute” or “sweet” things you did to me with her. Girls talk, don’t you know that? We know all the things you do to try to get a girl to fall for you. It’s not cool to use the same techniques with every girl you see. It makes me feel sorry for the new girl you’re talking to because she probably feels like she’s the only girl you used that corny line or cute gesture on when in reality, she’s probably the fifteenth girl you’ve said or did it to. Stop fucking with our emotions because I don’t know about the other girls, but I’m not fucking stupid. I know when a guy isn’t really down for a girl or isn’t the type to be committed. You can say you were with an ex girlfriend for a long time, you can say you treated her faithfully. But what does that prove? What makes you think that I’d believe you will do the same with me? She probably fucked you over or you probably fucked her over but either way, your past relationships shaped who you are today. And the end of those types of long term relationships can cause you to turn into a flirt or a player. So tell me, what are you trying to do?! Are you just using those girls so you don’t feel lonely? Or are you getting at a number of them just to make you feel better about yourself. All of it is just plain ridiculous. You might be fooling them other girls, but you sure as hell ain’t fooling me.

I'm not.

I'm not the person you expect. I'm not the person you think I seem to be at first meet-ups, during hi's and hello's. I will never fit your wants and possibly even your needs.

Don't have high hopes, don't have high expectations. The more you get to know me, the more you see that I'm not that type of person that meets your standards.

It's just all up to you whether you're able to stick around and cope, or go on to the next one to judge.

The shit you hear about me might be true..

But then again, it could be as fake as the bitch who told you.

All I really want is someone

that's gonna keep their promises, listen to me babbling or enjoy a comfortable silence with, someone to call when I get scared, someone to laugh at my mistakes, and someone to grab me when I walk away. Is that too much to ask for?

It's called friends with benfits, NOT fuck and ignore.

I feel so used. Wtf? Really?

I'm no longer going to look for a guy.

I'm not going to try to talk to him first, I won't try to get him to put me in his life. If a guy wants me, then he can find me. If he wants to talk, then he can talk. And if he wants me in his life, He can find a way to put me there

I'm not gonna lie,

I do get my hopes up for some things... Even if I know that I set myself up for disappointment. but it's another thing I'm trying to work on, since it's kind of a habit for me.

I guess it's funny

how we could try to convince ourselves that we're over someone and that we don't need someone, but in reality, we miss them more than we think.

I'm pushing you away

because suddenly I'm not important to you anymore. I'm trying to keep away from getting hurt. That's all.

If it's alright with you,

then it's alright with me. Baby, let's take some time. Let's make new memories.

it's just a fucking cycle.

Have a nice rest of your life without me.

But when you think back, don't you dare blame me. YOU were the one that let ME go.

People can look perfectly fine on the outside,

while their insides tells a whole other story.

I'm trying to sleep,

but the voices in my head are too loud, and I'm remembering all thee things that I've done. So I turn to my side and face the wall, and breathe slowly. Close my eyes, open them, close them once more. I see his face now, you know, the boy I told you about. Now, I know I won't be able to sleep. I suppose this is why most people are insomniacs; the voices won't go away, the memories keep coming back, and people haunt them in the darkness of the night. I turn the lights on, sit on the edge of my bed and cry. Just a little bit, just to make it easier to breathe. I turn the lights off and try to sleep again; it's going to be a long night.

I'm selfish,

impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.

"Don’t let him

make you think for one second that this was your fault. It’s not. He screwed up, and you did absolutely nothing wrong. You gave him your heart, and you trusted him to keep it and protect it, but he couldn’t. Just don't cry. Don’t call him, IM him, message him telling him that you miss him,don’t be his doormat; Just pretend that you don't care. If he doesn’t come back after a couple of tries, just let him go. But if he comes back every day, then he’s worth it. Trust me .. he’s worth it."

Whenever I say

"I'm okay," I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight, and say "I know you're not."

Sometimes I forget who I am,

that I’m only 14, & I feel as if my world is about to end when in fact, I’ve got years ahead of me. I always tend to live in the past when I know I should be living in the present and excited about the future. I just gotta liveitup to the Good Life. Let’s do like Biggie and just party&bullshit.

It's not the goodbyes that hurt,

but the flashbacks that follow.

Why is this so hard?

I want to tell you what i`m feeling, but i don`t know where to start. i want to tell you everything, but i`m afraid you`ll only break my heart. why would something so easy, be so hard to do? when all i have to say is that i love you.

"I wish we never stopped talking."

Then why did we? Because you had another girl? Funny. But I ain’t gonna be that “rebound chick” of yours. It doesn’t work that way.

you’re my kind of guy cause i like your style and you sound as horrible as me

kaiser chiefs

I love

getting into painfully hot baths;
camera flashes;
the noise that speakers make when you’re about to get a text or a call;
making a nest of towels to nap in when i get out of the shower;
filthy dubstep remixes of soft acoustic songs;
ambient music;
the sound of the waves crashing on a stone beach;
hair that goes on forever;
big, bright eyes;
kissing people on the cheek when i’m wearing lipgloss;
cuddling someone that smells really good;
when someone wipes the tears off my face;
bite marks;
laughing until it hurts;
endearing qualities;
usb sticks that flash when you plug them into the computer;
organizing things in size order;
glossy photo paper;
the sound of walking on fresh snow;
cute sneezes;
using a hairdryer to warm my whole body up when i’m meant to be drying my hair;
jutting bones;
nice bums;
sketchy nights;
being out of it;
strobe lights;
the sound of rain on the roof when i’m going to sleep;
waking up to cloudy days;
nice suprises;
kisses on the nose;
‘beautiful’;
stripping to my underwear to swim in a river;
french plaits;
classical music played on the piano;
the sound of printers;
pulling tights up my legs;
curly hair;
the smell after you blow out birthday candles.

How I end up like this?

I'm turning into something I never wanted to be, and doing the things I told myself I'd never do.

i don't know why we all hang on

to something we know we're better off letting go. it's like we're scared to lose what we really don't even have. some of us say we'd rather have something than nothing at all, but the truth is; to have it halfway is harder than having it at all.

i wish everyone didn't have such high expectations of me.

it's bad enough letting myself down, i don't want to let everyone else down too.

maaaaaaaaaaaaayn,

i want this again.

good morning texts.

kisses on the forehead.

really long goodbyes.

holding hands.

silence that isn't awkward.

waking up beside you.

But I still don't know what kind of person I am.

I haven't figured out what I want. I'm still lost. Yeah, I've grown up. But there's more to life than just growing up. Someone please show me what I'm looking for.

I want someone

who knows how crazy and insane I am and still wouldn't change a thing about me.

Listen,

I got you. Whatever, whenever, wherever. I'll always try my best to be there. I'm here. Trust me, I am.

DOBBY !

Bellatrix Lestrange: "You dirty little monkey! How dare you take a witch's wand, how dare you defy your masters?"
Dobby: "Dobby as no master! Dobby is a free elf, and Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends!"

"everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head."

--Chuck Palahniuk

It was the possibility that kept me going.

But after last night, I give up. I now believe that everything you said to me was complete and utter bullshit. I thought you'd be different. Thanks for proving me wrong. God, that sounds so cliche.

Every generation had its socially-conscious youth:

flappers, beatnicks, hippies, punks...

Today we have hipsters, but instead of contributing largely to a social cause, we're just a bunch of pretentious pricks.

I want to ...

wear your sweatshirt to bed, watch scary movies with you, talk on the phone until sunrise, sneak out at night to look at the stars with you, play your favorite video game, make you watch chick flicks, kiss you in the rain, go on walks with you, laugh until I can't breathe, hold hands, build a fort and have a snowball fight, sit in the front of the fireplace and talk about life. I want to fall hopelessly in love with you, Stone.

I don't know if this would happen between us.

No questions. No worries. No words. Just a kiss. Quiet. Quick. Subtle. Silent ..though it’d probably speak volumes. (:

So tell me,

despite what everybody else thinks and if nothing else got in the way, what would I mean to you?

Sometimes it's easier for me to pretend

than face my feelings. Sometimes it's easier to try to make it alone rather than risk getting hurt again. Sometimes it's easier to be numb towards certain people so I don't get them too close. Sometimes I'm scared, but when I act numb towards you, it doesn't mean I don't care.

It means I care too much.

I feel like telling you everything.

Talking until my words aren't part of me anymore.

They are a part of the air.

And suddenly, they are not my problem.

And I am free.

I'm tired of everything I'm doing.

I want to escape to someplace and live another life, if only for a little while.

I want adventure, passion, and excitement.

I've made mistakes in my life.

I've let people take advantage of me and I've accepted way less than I deserve. But I've learned from my bad choices and even though there are some things I can never get back and people who will never be sorry, I'll know better next time and I won't settle for anything less than I deserve.

I wish I could rip out

a page of my memory. 'Cause I put too much energy in him and me. Can't wait to get out of this phase, 'cause it's killing me too bad.

It's crazy that you get depressed

over failing to meet expectations you've set ridiculously high for yourself.

Nobody dies a virgin. Life fucks us all.

-- Kurt Cobain

yeah, you're just

another story I can't tell anymore.

I don't think this is too much to ask.

I get bored so easily with everyone nowadays. I need someone who will bring excitement into my life every single day.

I wasn't suppose to like you back,

but I did. Sucks 'cause I got hurt in the end.

I hate when I get that feeling

when I know I'm about to cry. When I feel the tears well up, and my face gets flushed. But I hate it even more when I have to hold it in, because someone walks in, or catches me. Because I don't want to have to explain myself. I don't want to hear the 'Are you okay?'s and the 'What happened?'s. Because I know that what I'm feeling, is something you may THINK you understand.. but really, you don't understand it at all.

No matter what happens, I'm going to take it.

If I'm not happy, I'm going to fake it. I've been through backstabbers, boys, and lies. And I've got a whole list of bias that I despise. So if you've got my trust, don't lose it. And if you've got my love, don't abuse it.

Not enough.

Not pretty enough.

Not smart enough.

Not skinny enough.

Not interesting enough.

Not funny enough,

Never fucking good enough.

i've messed up,

made bad decisions, and regret things i've done, and choice i've made. as much as i'd love to, life doesn't allow you to go back and change things to the way you "should" have done it. all i can do is learn from the past, and prepare for what the future may bring.

Everybody is always so fucking "fine"

But we are not. Sometimes, we are hurt and bruised and nearly, completely shattered. And this, Sir, is not what one calls fine.

I'M

a daughter hiding my depression. i'm a sister making a good impression. i'm your friend acting like i'm fine. i'm a teenager pushing her tears aside. i'm the girl sitting next to you. i'm the one asking you to care.

you know what sucks

about falling for a guy you know you're not right for? you fall anyways because you think he might be different.

i wanted you to be there when i fall.

i wanted you to see me through it all. i wanted you to be the one i loved. i wanted you, i wanted you. i wanted you to hold me in my sleep. i wanted you to show me what i need. i wanted you to know just how deep i wanted you. i wanted you.

i'm not sure if i'm in love with you

or in love with the idea of being in love with you. does that make any sense?

when i needed you, you left.

you flat out ditched me. i'm so thankful for my real friends and you are definitely not one of them.