Every girl always thinks she wants a “bad boy”, but they have no idea what it’s like. We loved one another, but he has such an intensity to him. You cant escape once your in this deep- my world consumed by his recklessness. Now, I’m not sure my feelings are love. When I look into his eyes, I see my future go up in flames. Too late now. I’m his till death.

(sorry that was bad lol)...

(Characters from an old story written at school)

Leaves crunch under our feet. “Where are we going, Claire?” he asks. I peer over my shoulder and see James dragging his feet as we walk. “ Oh, come on- you don’t remember this place?” I ask.

“How could I? We’ve been on lots of adventures, I can’t even remember yesterday’s!”

“Well, maybe this will refresh your memory,” I respond, holding up an old ...

“can you eat dirt?”

“candice…. what?”

“come on, answer the question!”

“common sense is what you need. no, I can’t eat dirt.”

“calm yourself…”

“candice please- you weirdo.”...

my love passes young

i’m wishing to go see her

but the things i’ve done…

all those horrid things

heaven won’t open for me

you’ve been watching too

maybe I’ll be king

rule the people down below

will you still love me?...

if your hand could reach inside to my heart

what would you do with it?

would you squish it with your menacing fist?

hold it with safety in mind?

i never know what you are thinking

-i wish i could read you...

I overcompensated when bringing us back together. I put in all my effort to repair our friendship. I tried. I just miss what we used to be.

Hot summer days of running around the neighborhood. Climbing trees and talking about who we wanted to be. Eating lemons and trying not to make a face. Bouncing on the trampoline when we had too much energy. Then, falling asleep in the grass till our parents c...

1.i love the way you look at me

2.i love the way you laugh

3.i love the way you talk

4.i love your hair

5.i love your face

6.i love your smile

7.i love your scent

8.i love the way you let your presence be known

9.i love the way you skip though the halls

i love you

but, i will never admit it...

I love the silence of my room. I feel like myself there. Reading, daydreaming, and just laying in bed. I love the silence of headphones. It’s the only way I get things done. I love the silence of being alone. I love the silence of night. I love when the world is silent.

- The overstimulated child...

Why did she have to let go of me. We said we’d be “together forever”. Sarah meant the world to me. Years of my life were spent with her, to me, she was my soul mate. She must’ve felt otherwise. Thats too bad— I saw a future with her. Now she won’t have one. If she wasn’t going to love me, she wasn’t going to love anyone....

my dad’s grave awates

its been five years already

two months since ive visit

i left him roses

but they seem to be dead now

im sorry father

ill buy more next time

whats his favorite color?

i cant remember

(FAKE)...