~*i always pretend like i don't care, but deep down inside i really do
i see him with her and it kills me*~

I walk down the hall
i'm invisible

he sees right through all my love for him, and the words left unspoken
right through me to his girlfriend on the other side

Sometimes words get in the way of what you're really trying to say

I cry myself to sleep..wishing so much he would be mine...but i dont know if im crying for that....or just crying because i know in my heart it will never happen

Life is kinda like a book..

When the worst things happen, you think "Oh, great. It's all over now."

..but sometimes you just have to keep reading and believe in the rest of the story.

Dreams are kinda like glass bottles.

One throw can shatter them forever, and even if you painstakingly put them back together, they'll never be the same.

Do you know what it's like to sit in your room, dying inside, nothing going right, wishing life would give you wings to fly far away......

Sometimes, there aren't enough kleenex's in the world to wipe away your tears