

QuotesHave you ever felt that feeling whenever you see someone, you freeze and your heart starts to beat so fast and you have to hold on to something so you wouldnt fall? Sometimes when they talk to you, do you utter stupid words and end up embarrassing yourself? Its not that you want it, but just the presence of that person makes your heart beat faster and slower at the same time. Would you be brave and admit your feelings? What if its simply not meant to be, do you give up? Or keep trying and end up with nothing? Well, thats love. Its irony speaks, but you got to take risks to get answers. When you meet someone and you graQuotes


our summerwhen you smile at me, it suddenly turns back to summer inside my heart. you keep the cold at bay, the winter air from choking my lungs. and instead of winter, the sun is touching upon my face, flowers are blooming in my camera's viewfinder and you are making the cool breeze tousle my hair, leaving me breathless, waiting for the next. but it's a secret; to everyone else, it's still winter. and for them the hail is beating on their heads, the snow sticking to their jeans. but for those quick moments, i get to glimpse at my summer, your summer, our summer.our summer


Girls in LoveGirls in Love
I dropped my books with a loud clunk. The third time this week. I really need
a bigger backpack. I made a mental note to tell Mom about this.
A girl, that I didn't know, crouched down to help me. “You're David's little sister, right?” I nodded. “My name's Phoebe,” I said. “Pleased to meet you, I'm Jamie.” ... a.k.a. the Nicest Girl Ever?
I spent my free period after Chemistry researching this “Jamie” girl. She's 16, on the soccer team and perhaps the cutest girl
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the storytellerI knew from the moment I met him that I was destined to spend the rest of my life with John Molyneux.the storyteller
He was everything I expected in a man - and nothing my family expected. I didn't realize it at first, but he was poor, unemployed by the Depression, an artist - which was apparently wrong in the eyes of my family - and, to make things infinitely worse, he was French. Now, if you know anything about Canadians, you should know that the English do not like the French, and the French do not like the English. Just look at the Great War and conscription.
But to me, he was charming, sweet, unstoppably creative, and he never
| I'm random I'm bored I'm poetic I'm a fake I'm cinic I'm opistimistic I'm quiet I'm loud basically... I'm an oxymoron |
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~I find that memories are like raindrops, small ways of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. they are what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen.~
very funny
i feel the same way
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