Me: So, your not talking...

Andy: My hands are busy elsewhere.

Me: Is that supposed to sound perverted?

Andy: Wow that came out wrong. I'm playing guitar. lol.

Me: Good, because I took it in a perverted way.

This was an IM btw

My friend: What has the world come to?

Me: The world has not COME. the world is ENDING.

((real convo. Bad night))

The thing about falling in love, is that if you do it right, you never have to hit the ground.

My friend told me this. I don't know if he wrote it or not.

She's at it again.
Pretending to be what she's not.
She's at it again.
Pretending to know everything.
She's at it again.
Not letting others have a clue.
She's at it again.
Falling back in love with you.

I never meant to fall so hard, I never meant to crash, But my mind disagreed with my heart.

How can you say your sorry, when you don't even know what's wrong?

I'm not the prettiest girl out there.
I'm not the tallest girl out there.
I'm nowhere near being perfect,
But I have one thing on all those others.
I'm always going to be me.

[Why f.a.k.e. who /I/ am,
For people who {don't}
Even Care?]

If I were to confide in you,
Would you truly be listening?
Or are you like all the rest,
Who give me hugs,
And tell me everything is ok,
When I know for a fact,
That it isn't?

When you tell me you "love" me, At least try and make it seem real.And when you break my heart, break it so bad that I can no longer feel.