...the desperate attempt for bitter and better attention deny me the right to live a life thats meaningless...

Maybe this year the reason i was so excited to get my schedule was because i wanted to know if u would be in my class...to see if i would move on..or get stuck on u again

We're friends, real friends.
& that means, no matter how long it takes,
when you finally do decide to look back,
I'll be here.

Holding onto broken hearts memories are what's left of us you're trying too hard to be my friend & i'm placing all our pictures in these broken frames to remind
me never to fall in love again…

Opinions are immunity to being told your wrong

Its weird how you go from being strangers to being friends to being more then friends to being practically strangers again...and it all happens so fast

Both of us broken
Caught in a moment

Sieze the day...or die regretting the time you lost.

How does it feel to be everything that i need...

But you don't like me; you just like the chase