falling to pieces

i'm still alive but i'm barely breathing

just praying to a god that i don't believe in

cause i got time while she got freedom

cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even

her best days are some of my worst

she'll find a man a man who's gonna put her first

while i'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping

cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even, even oooohh

what am i supposed to do when the best part of me was always you

and what am i supposed to say when i'm all choked up and you're okay

i'm falling to pieces

i'm falling to pieces

they say bad things happen for a reason

but no wise word's gonna stop the bleeding

cause she's moved on while i'm still grieving

and when a heart breaks, no it don't break even,even oooh

and what am i gonna do when the best part of me was always you

and what am i supposed to say when i'm all choked up and you're okay

i'm falling to pieces, i'm falling to pieces

i'm falling to pieces, i'm falling to pieces

i'm still alive but the other one's leaving 

cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even


you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain
you took your suitcase, i took the blame
now i'm tryin' make sense of what little remains, oh
cause you left me with no love and no love to my name


i'm still alive but i'm barely breathing
just prayed to a god that i don't believe in
cause i got time while she got freedom
cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even
no it don't break, no, it don't break even, no


what am i supposed to do when the best part of me was always you
and what am i supposed to say when i'm all choked up and you're okay
i'm falling to pieces, i'm falling to pieces
i'm falling to pieces
one's still in love while the other one's leaving
i'm falling to pieces
cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even
oh it don't break even

bahahhahhaha

this quote- so bad- but it made me laugh

i pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy. just like all of my thoughts. they always get a bit naughty. when i'm out with my girls i always play a bit bitchy. can't change the way i am. 

fat baby. cuteeeeee. hahaha

ew. math.

math. geometry. ew. WHY. i don't give a fuck about quadrilaterals and parallel lines and rectangles and all that crap. when am i going to use any of this in real life? only if i become like an architect or something. who cares about this. seriously. who cares??? i want to know because this seems like the most pointless class in the world

lalalaloveeeee

i want the world to see what you mean to me

i cant even blame you for thinking that you never really knew me at all i tried to deny you but nothing ever made me feel so wrong i thought i was protecting you from everything i go through but i know that we got lost along the way here i am with all my heart i hope you understand i know i let you down but i'm never going to make that mistake again you brought me closer to who i really am come take my hand i want the world to see what you mean to me

Sun is shining. Weather is sweet. Make you wanna move your dancing feet.

no shirt. no shoes. no service.

i miss summer time

( i dont know where i found this but it made me miss summer)

belly tops, flip flops

lemonade in the shade

blue skies, hot guys

late nights, water fights

ice creams, sweet dreams

bathing suits, shooting hoops

party time, all the time

sleeping in, sneaking out

amazing friends, summer nights

chocolate ice cream, mud slide fights

summer is where the girls go barefoot and their hearts are as free as their toes

live for the summer love

when the water just huts your feet among the sand

even when the nights turn cold

it's not as cold as the one in your hand

there is no "we" in summer. only "u" and "me"

palm trees, ocean breeze

salty air, sun kissed hair

the endless summer, take me there

we were having too good of a time 

to worry what would happen tomorrow

blue skies, hot guys

late nights, water fights

ice creams, swim suits

sunny days, party nights, hot guys

water fights, pretty hair, tanned skin

schools out, summers in

beach sand, perfect tans

day walks, night talks

sleepless nights, pillow fights

and spending every day with those who matter most

on a long sweet summer night

all the kisses you bring set my temperature right

long sweet summer night

i will love you with the day turning too

if it's the only other thing that i do

so here's to the nights where the sand is in your seat

and the waves kiss your feet

and your friends outnumbered the stars

and even the coldest nights are still warmer

than the cold one in your hand

sun is shining, the breeze is blowing

the birds are singing, the lawn mower is broken

partying like crazy, you know the drill

tanning all day, nights dressed to kill

nothing is going to replace these days

sweet summer vacation, life in the heat

bikinis, towels, soaking in the sun

beaches, just having fun, meeting cute boys out after dark

swimming in the pool and hanging out at the park

fate fell short this time your smile fades in the summer

place your hand in mind, i'll leave when i want to

when the sun gets hot and the moon gets haze

good girls go bad and life gets a little insane

summer love midnight kisses

shooting stars secret wishes

the tans will fade but the memories will last forever

i'm alive like you, so please say hello, i'm here, i'm waiting i think i'd be good for you and you'd be good for me

i dont even know what this is

i need you to take me to the top of the world. where i can touch the stars. and see the city lights reflect against the violet sky. the moon hangs low. lets sit and play a song. about a girl and a boy and how they loved each other for so long. but then he fell out of love and he broke her heart. and she keeps playing that sad little song end to start. i need to go to the top of the world where i can't feel any pain. i need to get away for a while- they say i'm starting to go insane. i've got a few holes in my stitched up heart. i never thought the end would come- even from the very start. so take me to the moon i need to escape these days and float in a timeless eternity. this is where i want to stay. on the top of the world. hanging on the moon. reaching for the stars. falling in love with you.

cute undiessssss hehe

so i have decided that i think that wearing cute underwear makes you happy. i'm not joking i am being completely serious. when you walk around in your pink lace thongs or zebra tangas or neon yellow booty shorts with a smiley face on the butt you are in a better mood. or at least i am. think about it hahah i think it honestly directly effects your mood.. so if you are wearing big white granny panties. upgrade. immediately. you will be a happier person :) hhehe

how stupid are you???

this really bugged me.....

don't talk about stuff like eating disorders in the middle of a classroom. you don't know who is around you or what is going on with them. you're talking about "thinspo" and how gross it is and how it one of your friends had one you would force feed them and not be friends with them until they stopped and how disgusting it is to be skinny and how pathetic people are and all of that shit. you are all stupid. you honestly are. you don't know who is around you or how that is making them feel and i am sorry if you are fat or whatever but don't rip on skinny people. and don't say stuff like that in the middle of class. it's not like you would ever have the mental capacity to ever understand or even comprehend such a subject and you are all idiots. 

come on people.

if you tell someone you won't do something don't do it. if you tell someone you will keep it between you and them. keep it between you and them. if you promise not to say anything- DON'T SAY IT!!!! how hard is it? i mean really. are you stupid???? it messes things up.

i was in a bad moood.......

i am not in the mood today. people are so annoying to me. i mean really. stop causing drama and stop asking questions and just mind your own fucking business. because i am going to punch a bitch if you don't stop. suckkkk mmmmyyyyy dickkkkkkkk.

SOPHMORE YEAR

i wrote this for yearbook... and i am in love with it.

Sophomore year. It's the in between year where you're still a baby but you're growing up. You don't get to be mad at the freshman, because you were one just a few short months ago, but you say how much you dislike them anyways.  You stand around the busy outside locker areas where you have to wait your turn to open the steel lock boxes, over crowded with school materials for you, and your locker partner. Sitting on the ground around the 400 hall at lunch and being invited to all the sweet 16 parties. It's the year when you want freedom, but can't really have it yet. Where you take the dreaded practice SAT and ACT tests on Saturday morning showing up in your pajamas because you are simply too tired to get dressed to go to school on a Saturday. You have to take your drivers ed classes and watch as your friends receive their new Mercedes and convertibles and drive around blasting "Like a G6" in their cars. Freedom at last. It's going to the football games and screaming for your friends as they run down the field and being proud because they are playing up with the seniors and they are helping them achieve victory. It's the custom made shirts from t-shirt canary that read Tesoro Titans and those Friday night lights. It's the boy friend drama, the gossip, the laughs, watching as your friends fall in love fir the first time and as they get their hearts broken. It's the corky's runs after football games and when it's still fun to go TPing in the middle of the night. It's the year of major stereotyping. The football boys, the drama group, the religious activists, the people who like to party, the people who sit alone, the ones that are filled with teen angst, the other jocks, the cheerleaders, the preppy kids, the band kids, the school obsessed, the kids who honestly don't care, the trouble makers, the gamers, and the so called "normal" ones that no one has gotten to classifying... yet. it's the year when everyone is looking to be accepted some place at Tesoro- where they want to find out where they fit in at the school. It's about temptations and the mistakes and the regrets and the nights you will always remember. Coming to school and catching up on the latest stories in the middle of class while your teachers talk over you irritatingly. It's the all nighters and sleeping during math class. It's the in between year. But in the end- it all works out.