Hey you. You’ve probably never realised how much you hurt me. In fact if you was too look back on it now i’m pretty sure you wouldn’t give a damn. I don’t think I had even felt the same towards anyone. You meant a hell of a lot to me, but like any other guy you fucked me over. I guess I sound like any other teenager just drowning on about some guy they thought they ‘loved’, but i’m not saying I loved you, for me it’s hard to believe in love, but you did mean the world to me and you did fuck that up. Personally, I think the fact that we lived in the same part of town and still didn’t get to see each other much wasn’t entirely my fault, but whatever floats your boat. I didn’t meant to not make enough time for you, I really did like you, I wasn’t messing you around and now it doesn’t matter. Anyway this crap is all in the past now, and i’m thankful for it, because now your true colours have really shown.. and i’ve realised that you really are no different to any other guy. You broke me, and now I can’t get close to anybody else because i’m scared they’ll do the same and that is all your fault.
Why am I still going on about all this? Shit happens. :’)
I want you to hug me from behind, unexpectedly. I want you to give me your hoodie when I’m cold. I want you to hold me and keep me warm. I want you to cuddle with me and watch movies. I want you to kiss me in the rain. I want you hold my hands and play with my fingers. I want you play with my hair. I want you to take amazing photos with me. I want you to come to my house and meet my family. I want you to lay in my bed with me and just hold me. I want you to let me dress you up and make you look silly. I want you to tell your friends everyday how much you love me. I want you to write me songs and poems. I want you to watch the sunrise with me. I want you to give me piggy back rides daily. I want you to kiss my nose. I want you to wipe my tears away. I want you to swim in the ocean with me. I want you to tell me you miss me. I want you to drop everything and hug me tight. I want you to take pictures of us. I want you to take me on a picnic. I want you to snuggle with me in the movie theaters. I want you to squeeze me as hard as you can when you hug me. I want you to smile ever single time you see me. I want you to know how much I love you. I just, want you.
8 ways to win my heart.
1. Be different from any other guy I know. :
2. Morning texts. I LOVE MORNING TEXTS!
3. Watch disney films with me.
5. Play guitar.
6. Be there when I need you the most, even if I have my angry pants on or i’m extrememly upset.
7. Hug me whenever you get the chance, you can never have to many hugs.
8. Just be you, the person you are, not the person your friends want to see
Hey, I was just thinking about that time in my room when I helped you out. When you were doing your hair I held out my hand and you trusted me to hold some bobby pins. Anyway, yeah, that was the past. Some time comes to change. Your presence gone but not forgotten. Some memories of you, stored inside these small metal bobby pins. They force me to think about you. Like a fool I sit and think about you. Yeah, I found a few on my floor. Hidden under some trash, and it made me think about our weird past and all the things we did Stored forever inside your bobby pins. They force me to think about you. Like a fool I sit and think about you
We're teenagers. Shit happens. We fall in love and end up getting hurt. We bitch, bitch,bitch. We bitch about bitches being bitches. We go out and have a kick ass time with our friends and those will be the memories. One day that's going to all pass. So make the most of what you have now,forget all the bullshit and drama and live your fucking life with a sexy smile on your face.
you're only a teenager. You're not yet married, so go with the flow, laugh tonnes, use manners and try something new. Will you just kiss him already ? trust your feeling, spend your cash, introduce yourself, take a chance , study hard, seek happiness and regret nothing. Don't laugh at people's dreams, make a wish on 11:11, challenge yourself, take pictures and appreciate the memories. You should take time to dance in your underwear and learn from the past. Play dress up and then take all your clothes off. Have the time of your life.
You know that feeling? When you’re just waiting. Waiting to get home, into your room, close the door, fall into bed, and just let everything out that you kept in all day. That feeling of both relief and desperation. Nothing is wrong. But nothing is right either. And you’re tired. Tired of everything, tired of nothing. And you just want someone to be there and tell you it’s okay. But no one’s going to be there. And you know you have to be strong for yourself, because no one can fix you. But you’re tired of waiting. Tired of having to be the one to fix yourself and everyone else. Tired of being strong. And for once, you just want it to be easy. To be simple. To be helped. To be saved. But you know you won’t be. But you’re still hoping. And you’re still wishing. And you’re still staying strong and fighting, with tears in your eyes. You’re fighting.
Don’t waste your time worrying about boys. Boys will come and go. Don’t waste your time caring about the people don’t like you. Chances are you don’t like them either. Don’t waste your time worrying if people are talking about people. You affected their lives; they didn’t affect yours. Waste your time with your friends. Live for the moment, laugh often. Be immature, do anything and everything. If it’s something you’ll regret in the morning, sleep late and when you wake up, laugh about it with your friends because your friends are what matter most. When you have your friends, you have everything.
I WANT A BOY WHO WILL MOVE THE HAIR AWAY FROM MY EYES, AND THEN KISS ME. WHO WILL HOLD MY HAND IN LINE AT THE MALL AND MAKE ALL THE GIRLS JEALOUS. A BOY WHO WILL SING TO ME AT RANDOM MOMENTS. WHO LETS ME SLEEP ON HIS CHEST. I WANT A GUY WHO WILL TELL HIS FAMILY AND FRIENDS ALL ABOUT ME. BRING ME SOUP OR ORANGE JUICE WHEN I’M SICK. I WANT A BOY WHO IS MORE GOOFY THAN ROMANTIC, BUT KNOWS THE RIGHT THINGS TO SAY AT THE RIGHT TIMES. I WANT A BOY WHO WILL CALL ME 3 TIMES A DAY IF HE WENT AWAY. A BOY WHO WILL APOLOGIZE FOR CALLING TOO MUCH, AND NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES I TELL HIM ITS OKAY, HE’D STILL DO IT. A BOY WHO WILL LET ME GOSSIP TO HIM AND JUST SMILE AND AGREE WITH EVERYTHING I SAY. A BOY WHO WILL THROW STUFFED ANIMALS AT ME WHEN I ACTED DUMB AND THEN JUMP ON ME AND KISS ME A MILLION TIMES. WHO WILL BET KISSES ON WHO COULD BEAT WHO ON AT GAME. WHO MAKES FUN OF ME JUST TO MAKE ME LAUGH. A BOY WHO WILL SURPRISE ME WITH 25 CENT RING AND WE COULD HAVE CONTEST OF HOW FAR WE CAN SPIT OUR GUM. WHO WILL TAKE ME TO THE PARK, PUT HIS HANDS AROUND MY WAIST AND GIVE ME BIG BEAR HUGS ALL THE TIME. A BOY WHO WILL KISS MY NECK, JUST TO HAVE A REASON TO TELL ME HOW MUCH HE LOVES MY NEW PERFUME. I WANT A BOY WHO, AT NIGHT, WHO WILL DANCE IN HIS PAJAMAS WITH ME. A BOY WHO WILL TAKE PICTURES IN PHOTO BOOTHS WITH ME, SOMEONE WHO WILL NEVER TURN DOWN A TRIP TO THE LAKE AND WHO WILL PLAY TAG ON THE BEACH WITH ME. A BOY WHO COULD SIT WITH ME ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR AND EAT SANDWICHES. WHO WILL KISS ME IN THE POURING RAIN. I WANT A BOY WHO WOULD TRY TO TEACH ME HOW TO PLAY THE GUITAR, EVEN IF WE JUST END UP LAUGHING AT EACH OTHER. I WANT A BOY WHO WILL RUN HIS FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR, SHARE HIS LOLLIPOPS WITH ME, AND GET ALONG WITH ALL OF MY FRIENDS. SOMEONE WHO WOULD NEVER BE AFRAID TO SAY I LOVE YOU IN FRONT OF HIS FRIENDS AND SOMEONE WHO WOULD ARGUE WITH ME ABOUT SILLY THINGS JUST TO MAKE UP. I WANT A BOY WHO WILL TAKE ME TO TARGET TO JUST MAKE FUN OF SOME OF THE STUFF THERE. SOMEONE WHO WILL KISS ME AT MIDNIGHT ON NEW YEARS AND WHO WILL MAKE FUNNY FACES AT ME WHEN I’M ON THE PHONE. I WANT A BOY WHO WILL COUNT STARS WITH ME AND BE FRIENDS WITH MY FAMILY. I WANT A BOY WHO WILL STAY HOME WITH ME ON A FRIDAY NIGHT JUST TO HELP ME MAKE DINNER AND WATCH MOVIES TOGETHER UNDER THE SAME BLANKET. SOMEONE WHO WILL SQUIRT WATER GUNS AT ME IN THE HOUSE AFTER I’VE GOT HIM SOAKED. I WANT A BOY WHO LOOKS ME THE EYE AND TELL ME SOMETHING SERIOUS, THAT WAS ALSO FUNNY AND MAKE ME PROMISE NOT TO LAUGH. A BOY WHO COULD MAKE ME LAUGH LIKE NO ONE ELSE CAN. I WANT A BOY WHO WILL HOLD ME CLOSER THAN NORMAL WHEN I’M SICK, AND WOULD PLAY WITH MY HAIR. BUT MOSTLY I WANT A BOY WHO IS MY BEST FRIEND AND WILL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR ME.
Kusjes veranderen in sex. Weetje nog? dat 'high worden, schommelen op de speelplaats betekende? Dat het ergste wat je van een meisje kon krijgen, cootieswaren? Weet je nog dat papas schouders de hoogste plek op aarde was en mama was jou heldin? Je ergste vijanden waren je broers en zussen.Het enige geneesmiddel dat je kende was een hoestdrankje & een kort rokje dragen maakte je geen slet. Weet je nog dat het enige dat je pijn kon doen was een schaafwond op je knie, en een afscheid betekende altijd: tot morgen? En we konden niet wachten om op te groeien. En nu denken we waren we nog maar klein..