» there’s love, which is much deeper, much different. It’s a thing of beauty.
Kiss me. Take my hand and stare eagerly into my eyes. Gently push me up against the wall, move in close so your body is pressed against mine. My heart flutters and my blood rushes because I know this is it, this is going to be our first kiss. My eyes say, “follow me to the ends of the earth” and all I want to do is be yours.
The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever.
"The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever"
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Saturday, July 14, 2007 at 9:41 PM
i hate empty promises.

it slaps you in the face
and leaves you to tear.
that's reality.

its either you move on
or wallow in your self pity.
there's no one to blame or hate.
so open your eyes wide
before its too late.

anger
disappointment
tears
gosh, i'm a EMO KIDD.
BEAT THAT.




/ i'm so gonna set up a
BURN-THE-BOOKS organization.
WATCH ME
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