Sunday, October 25, 2009

I wonder

I look him in the eyes and wonder if he sees "I miss you" written all over my face.

Kanye West Death Story...

Alright, so I heard the death rumor and I had to look it up, just to see if it was true or not and this is the page that I found: Click Here

Quote:

Can't a Kanye catch a break? Already beleaguered by post-Taylor-Swift-interruption criticism, the egomaniacal rapper had to deal this week with the sudden proliferation of unfounded rumours of his demise. "RIP Kanye West" became one of the week's hottest Twitter topics – and it stayed that way even after Kanye West's aliveness became unquestionable. Amusingly for us and surely dishearteningly for West, the rapid debunking of the death meme merely spawned a whole new set of mutant West-mocking memes. "To whoever started the RIP Kanye West hoax," one went, "I'mma let you finish, but Balloon Boy had the best hoax of all time."

I'm not sure which makes me more happy, the fact that its not true, or that they used the word 'aliveness' in this article. Not gonna lie, I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants when I read that. It was hysterical.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Help

I’m starting to question whether you meant it or not.
What if you didn’t?
What if those sweet kisses you gave me were nothing more than a responsibility to you?
I can’t stand it anymore.
I don’t know what you want me to do.
Am I supposed to just sit here and take it?
Are you really going to tell me you didn’t mean any of it?
Was it all a lie?
You’ve pulled me so far in just to make my heart drop.
I don’t understand the reasoning you have behind this.
I just need a little bit of help.
Help me…
Please…
Help…

Sick of Crying...

Alright, If you can't read what it says it says:
"Sick of Crying, Tired of trying, Yeah I'm smiling, but inside I'm dying."

kind of how i feel, but i'm not tired of trying... I don't know what to do, but i liked this.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Good Thing Going

Thanks for the apology, it really means a lot.
I don’t know if you really meant it, but I’ll enjoy it for now.
I hope you can figure things out soon, because I really miss you.
We’ve got a good thing going, now, let’s try not to stop.
I wonder how many times I can do this,
But I’ll try for as long as you’re willing to do the same.
I like you a lot, and maybe its not love,
But babe, I can’t go a day without thinking about you,
And I was always taught not to give up if I can’t get it off my mind.
Let me tell you, sweetheart, you’re there every second.
Don’t doubt for one moment that your face isn’t right there.
If you’re thinking about me, chances are, I’m thinking about you.

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Today was pretty great, not gonna lie. I liked it. I was happy with almost everything that happened today, I just hope it can stay good and not sucky. Maybe its more that I was on top of the world and then thrown down into a huge pit of spikes or something. Either way, I feel much better, lets just hope it sticks!

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

I'm Sticking to my Story

What do you mean you’ve been around assholes long enough to pick out the sweet ones?
There’s no way in hell you know what I’m talking about.
You’ve never felt this way, or maybe you thought you did.
I can’t help the guys you dated, but you can’t sit here and judge the one I like.
Yours were assholes.
Mine’s just confused.
He can’t help what he’s feeling.
He can’t help feeling afraid.
I’m not going to press him.
You go ahead and think what you want, but I’m sticking to my story.

I can’t have you trying to tell me what to do when you’ve never been with a guy for more than three months.
Does that make you an expert?
I don’t think so.
Whatever, girl.
Think what you want, but I’m sticking to my story.

How many times have you been with a guy that called you beautiful?
How many times have you cared enough about another human that you were willing to let go?
How many times have you sat back and watched that same person flirt endlessly with countless girls while you have no power whatsoever?
You don’t know how I feel.
Think what you want, but I’m sticking to my story.

11:11

I stare at the clock every night just to make that wish.
You know the one at 11:11, just to make a wish.
I waste my wish on things I hope will come true.
They probably won’t but I don’t think it hurts to try.
So if you want to know the secret to make my wish come true,
Listen real closely, every night I wish for you.

By: Kelli Smith