stiflersgirl

I can look right through your eyes Words that flee your lips are paper-doll lies I know much better than to buy When you look away and say you're fine. My heart bleeds every time you fall, It's not your fault. It's not your fault. I would give you all my silver stars, It's not your fault. It's not your fault. If you only knew the angel you are, It's not your fault. It's not your fault. It's just so hard to watch you fall, When it's not your fault. It's not your fault. I wish I could dive into your heart, Drag out what makes you fall apart. Concealed dejection grows so cold Tearing at your shattered soul. My heart bleeds every

You packed up and left here, With intentions of visiting later this year. And I will count each and every day, Until the next time I see your pretty face. This lonely state, Is not the same. Three years and thousands of miles. Keep us away. This lonely state, Will never change. These stupid numbers Won't keep me away. I'll find a way. I hope California's treating you fine. I hear the weather is great this time Of the warm winterless year. I'd do anything to be there with you. This lonely state, Is not the same. Three years and thousands of miles. Keep us away. This lonely state, Will never change. These stupid numbers

his emo hair, looks like he doesn't care, what it looks like. he spent the whole morning on it. his bright-white smile, his color coordinated outfit. eyebrows sculpted beautifully someone's questioning their sexuality chorus: i wonder yet i don't understand, i think my love is a gay man i'd tell him how i feel, he wouldn't understand i'm in love with a gay man he'll go to the mall with me read all the girly magazines. and i just love it when he begs me to paint his nails his eyeliner he applies it better than i do i wonder what he'd say if i said "i love you" (chorus) i'm in love with a gay man, i'm in love with a real

Kimmothy stood patiently, squeezed between the barricade in front of her and the crowd of people behind her. The starting band was almost done, and to be honest, Kimmothy wasn't really interested in them, for the real reason why she got there five hours early to wait in line until the doors opened and ran to get a spot right and center in front of the stage was for her all-time favorite band, Sugarcult. A finger poked into Kimmothy's shoulder. Turning around, Kimmothy was met with an obvious teenie, dressed in a skimpy tank-top and a mini skirt. And don't forget the flip-flops that made her three inches taller then she really was. A confused

Why, Do I think about you every night? When I'll never have a chance anyway. Why, Are you always on my mind? All I'm doing is wasting my time. Chorus: You'll never know, That you stole my heart, On that lovely day in July. You'll never know, How much I melt to your, Rock and roll lullabies. You'll never know how much You can possibly mean to me. Because you'll never know, You'll never know, Me. Why, Do I see when I close my eyes? I think I'm getting too obsessed. Why, Would I do anything for you? When I know I'm nothing to you. Just another face in the crowd. (Chorus) Why, Do I think about you every night? When I'll

When I got to the hospital, I walked down the hall that I memorized. Take the elevator up two floors, go straight down the hall, take a right, keep going until you turn left by the elevator, then keep going to his room. My dad was out of the bed that was his home for three months. Instead, he was in a wheelchair, and he looked fine for once. "Hey, Dad." I said, smiling. "Oh, hey Kimm," he returned the smile. "look at this, I can move around." "I noticed." I laughed a little. "They say I'm getting better, but I think my body's just giving up the fight. At least I can see outside my room before I go." I smiled sadly at him. "I don't know

Tim had called me later that day. I had never been happier to talk to him. "We don't hate each other, we made up," I told him. "How?" "Um, well…" I paused, "I'm carrying his child now." "What?" "Yeah," I replied. "I don't know what we're going to do, but at least he supports me." "I'm glad to hear that," he smiled. "I'm not going to school anymore. We're leaving early." "..how early?" "In two days." "Can I at least say good-bye to you in person before you leave me?" "I don't want to ruin what you and Chester just re-built. I'm too much of a threat to your relationship, and know that there's a baby involved, I don't think that's a go