he misses you? good, he should. you're sexy,
pretty, fun, outgoing and fun to be around.
guys that haven't met you yet, miss you.
but don't get back together with him because
somewhere out there there is a guy searching really
hard for you. he's the one that deserves someone
amazing like you. let him have it and
not the asshole that left you.
back up, back up take another chance,
don't you mess up, mess up i don't wanna lose you.
wake up, wake up this ain't just a thing you give up, give up.
don't you say that i'd be better off, better off sitting by myself.
wondering if i'd be better off, better off without you boy.
remember the time you drove all night just
to meet me in the morning and i thought it was
strange. you said 'everything changed'. you
felt as if you'd just woke up and you said, "this
is the first day of my life". i'm glad i didn't die
before i met you. but now i don't care i could go
anywhere with you and and i'd probably be happy."
you will never forget your first love. that's
what makes it so special. you love so hard,
so deeply, and so intensely because you don’t
know any different. it's the best until it is over.
then you hurt like you've never been hurt before.
eventually you love again, but you love differently.
you will love more carefully and more cautiously,
continually comparing that person to your first love.
what's teenage love? it's staying up late
for each other and barely staying awake in
class the next day. it's passing each other between
classes and stopping to say hi, but ending up
running to your next class right before the
bell rings. it's going to the mall, wandering
around hand in hand, with a silence that's
comfortable. it's watching a movie in the
theaters with his arm slowly creeping onto
your shoulders, and you resting your head
in his arms. it's walking around at night for
no reason at all; his chest, her head, looking
at the stars. it's uncertainty of how long it
will last, a risk you're both willing to take, even
if it means you'll have a broken heart. it's not
yet true love, not like, nor lust, nor infatuation.
it's teenage love; here to stay, here to play
with our hearts and never go away.
it's not okay because he made me laugh. because
i didn't have to pretend to be anything other than
who i am when i was with him. because i don't
believe that stuff about finding your other half,
but because i do believe that what you look for is
someone who makes you a better person when
you're with them, who changes you for the better,
who makes you the best person you can possibly be,
& because i thought i had found that in him.
boys are like purses, you're always
gonna have that one boy that you're always
comfortable with and you know you'll
always kind of like. that's your purse that
you wear everywhere. then you have
that gorgeous bag that you want everyone
to see you with, but the gorgeous bag is
usually an asshole or costs a lot of money.
then you have those other purses that you really
like, but you really don't want to be seen with.
- lauren conrad ; laguna beach
i held him close to me with my eyes
closed, wondering if anything in my life
had ever been this perfect, and knowing
at the same time that it hadn't. i was in love,
and the feeling was even more wonderful
than i ever imagined it could be.
i decided that enough is enough. that since
you obviously don't care about me anymore,
i'm going to move on. easier said than done,
i suppose. because at the end of the day,
i'm staring out the window with these tears on
my cheeks. just look at what you've done to me.
load my iPod up with songs we're gonna
dance to. and head out to the beach. this is
the life; bikinis and sunscreen, best friends
and beaches, boys and kisses.
if you think you're in love, don't get your
hopes up. it's not love until you go through
both good & bad times together. if you love
someone, you would know why you love them.
if you have no reason, then think about it. do
you really love them? you would go through
all these fights & break ups only to realize that
there's no point, because you're always gonna
get back together. you would spend time together,
even if both of you are broke. love isn't about
money; love is priceless. love is something you
could never buy; love is when one of you
makes a huge mistake, but then in the end
you work it all out because you realize that it's
just one mistake & it's not worth it, because
all you want is for it to be forever. but then,
never say forever because everything has a
ending. but that's only in my opinion. love is
a strong word & has many definitions. listen to
me or not, why do i care? what do i
know? i've never been in love.
there once was a girl who hung out with her
friends every friday night. a girl who would
say 'lol' after every four words. she would
laugh when she slipped while ice skating &
just flowed through life without a problem.
over the summer, the girl fell. no, not from
ice skating, but for a boy. he was perfect.
perfect hair, perfect smile, perfect everything.
he told her he loved her one day, but little
did she know she was caught up in his trap.
days later, she got a call from him saying,
"i don't love you anymore. you're not worth
the attention." & the phone was hung up. school
started & this girl walked to lunch alone. she
laughed, but only when she thought about how
stupid she was to fall for him, & discarded all
her friends from any future friday night fun.
what happened to the up-beat, loving girl? i`m
really starting to miss her more & more.
sure, you don't think you're pretty. but the
gorgeous girl on that myspace page doesn't
think she's that hot either. if we stop comparing
ourselves to size zero stick-thin models, we may
just find our own beauty. our beauty is not
defined by our jeans size. it's not defined by
our faces. its defined by the things inside
our heart ; if we care for other people, if we
love, if we're caring, if we're passionate,
if we're happy, if we have self esteem.. beauty
is much more than being thin and having
perfect features. those are nothing compared
to real beauty.. what's inside of each and
every woman on this earth. if we show
what's really inside of us, maybe guys will
stop seeing us as a good night.. because we'll
know we're better than that. maybe if we
stop thinking "if i was that beautiful, life
would be perfect" .. because it won't.
beauty is not skin-deep. <3
when "your song" comes on the radio ; turn
the station. when the day comes that he realizes
what a mistake he made & tries calling ;
turn your phone off. when he tries coming
over ; don`t answer the door. think of the
broken promises, the lies, the manipulation,
& the tears, the wasted moments. think
about how your heart used to jump when your
phone would vibrate in the middle of the
night, & how it felt to your stomach when
you saw it wasn`t him & realized once again he
hadn`t called when he said he was going to.
you're only a teenager. you're not yet married,
so go with the flow, laugh tons, use manners,
and try something new. just kiss him already.
trust your feelings, 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 make 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.
she fell asleep for only a minute but when
she awoke she found herself lying on his chest,
feeling him breathing steadily beneath her.
his arm was draped around her shoulders &
it seemed like he didn't want her to leave, ever.
she whispered in his ear, though she knew he
was asleep, "oh baby. if i could wake up like this
every single day, i would always be happy."
summer is for breaking. pack nothing. leave
without a note. follow your internal compass.
wear what you slept in. sleep in what you`re
wearing. use spf. listen to the ocean but don`t
take it`s advice word for word. insist on
karaoke. display skin. attract a following. steal
a heart. lose track of time. live your life.
- american eagle <3
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