these are what keep me running..

something about her, wonder what is it?
something about her that makes her the best
something about her, more rare than the rest
something about her, I knew for sure
something about her, wanting to know more
something about her as we talked through the night
something about her made me sweat with fright
something about her got us by ourselves
something about her made me think 26 after 12
something about her made it just perfect

I'd give you anything for your presence once more
the sun, moon and stars, for you, mi amore
next time we meet, we should not part
but when we do, you will take my heart
surely i hope you enjoyed all this from me
but with just one kiss from you, I'd leave happily

you're a wonderful girl and i know that even though you're not in it anymore, you had a ton of fun. but you'll still find some other way to have fun, i know you. even if it's something simple like throwing pieces of paper in someone's hair, you'll find some way to entertain yourself.

abby, your friendship is important to me and I want to be there for you when you need me. abby, please.

we grow by asking questions so be sure to do it. much love.

--so why is it that i have all of you, you four amazing people, and it still doesn't feel like enough. maybe because i really only have one. relationships fade away, as i have realized. but i just keep those little reminders, those little notes, poems, and encouragements. i'll keep them forever.. even past the point when you can't read the pencil anymore.. and that's okay, because i've got it memorized, it's in my heart.

for erin..

Jessie is a friend
Yeah, I know he’s been a good friend of mine
But lately something’s changed that ain’t hard to define
Jessie’s got himself a girl and I wanna make her mine

And she’s watchin’ him with those eyes
And she’s lovin’ him with that body, I just know it
And he’s holding her in his arms late, late at night

You know I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
Where can I find a woman like that

I play along with the charade
That doesn’t seem to be a reason to change
You know I feel so dirty when they start talkin’ cute
I wanna tell her that I love her, but the point is probably moot

‘Cause she’s watchin’ him with those eyes
And she’s lovin’ him with that body, I just know it
And he’s holding her in his arms late, late at night

You know I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
Where can I find a woman like that

Like Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
Where can I find a woman
Where can I find a woman like that

And I’m lookin’ in the mirror all the time
Wonderin’ what she don’t see in me
And I’ve been funny, I’ve been cool with the lines
Ain’t that the way love supposed to be

Tell me
Where can I find a woman like that

You know I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I want Jessie’s girl
Where can I find a woman like that

Like Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I want, I want Jessie’s girl

lilmcdee489: abby, remember guys are only good for one thing
lilmcdee489: reproduction, not sex, not talking to, not holding hands or kissing, but flat out reproduction
lilmcdee489: and ur gonna have dozens of guys that will do this to u and dozens of boyfriends
lilmcdee489: lemmie tell u aaron lee and dave smith arnt ur future reproduction mates

this is my life
it's not what it was before
all these feelings i've shared
and these are my dreams
that i'd never lived before
somebody shake me
'cause i, i must be sleeping

now that we're here,
it's so far away
all the struggle we thought was in vain
all in the mistakes,
one life contained
they all finally start to go away
now that we're here,
it's so far away
and i feel like i can face the day, i can forgive
and i'm not ashamed to be the person that i am today

these are my words
that i've never said before
i think i'm doing okay
and this is the smile that i've never shown before

somebody shake me
'cause i, i must be sleeping

i'm so afraid of waking
please don't shake me
afraid of waking
please don't shake me

i hate everything about you.

you are like a butterfly
dreams are sweeping, try to fly
bust out of this old cocoon
dry your wings off
butterfly
don't you cry

it's always such a lonely move
or it's southern like a broken bone
you know luck won't always come your way
but dry your tears away
butterfly
don't you cry

dry your tears away
butterfly
go ahead and fly

one, two, three strikes--you're out.

so why would it be that i've let you go to six now? six times in two days.

why does it have to be like this?

"who's in this class?"
me. try talking to me for once.