You can't change the past...but how come the past can change you?

Your sibling, after all, is the only other person in the world who understands how f'd up your parents made you.

I hate when every negative act is blamed on your period. sometimes beeeatchhhyyyness is just beeeatchhhyyyness, happily unattached to anything hormonal. it should get full credit.

My mom said this to me:
god, im so happy for fabric with spandex. just shove in the jiggly parts and zip.

i replied saying:
unhealthy weight issues that'll make your teenage daughter turn anorexic.

Life has to end. love doesnt.

Lost love is still love. it takes a different form, that's all. you cant see their smile. but when senses weaken, another heightens. memory. memory becomes replacement. you nurture it. you hold it. you dance with it.

People say they "find love", as if it were an object hidden by a rock. but love takes many forms, and it is never the same for any one person. what people find is certain love.

And through it all
here I stand
I ve changed a tad
knowing.. Life is grand

F#@k what you heard, reconize what you see, this is the real me..

I want him to hurt.. I want him to feel like he missed out on something wonderful, because he did...