Wow.... Lovely

Why You ask,
Why not?
Until you experience it,
You will never understand
The control you feel
The strength inside
The power
The emptiness
Its fragility envelopes you into a state of bliss,
any second you could crack
breaking into tiny girl sized pieces
Porcelain skin, shattering
But you are better than them
You are stronger
You
Are
Fading
.

she likes
boats
they go
places
.

"Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it.
Maybe I’ll be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens,
that’s when I’ll deserve you. But now, at this moment, you can’t hook
your boat to mine, because I’m liable to sink us both."
— Gabrielle Zevin (Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac)

I'm always torn between wanting to tell my story to everyone to let them know exactly what is in my head and keeping it to myself. The problem is being outwardly unhappy and consistently so pushes people away, no matter if they say they’re always there to listen, there is only so much, even your best friends can listen too. On the other hand to pretend that everything is fine, is to poison yourself from the inside out; it is to ignore who you are and what is in your mind and lose yourself. So which is better? To have friends that think you are melodramatic, seeking attention, and pessimistic or to drown in your own mind? I honestly don’t know.

here are 10 reasons why bikes are deck
1. they go places
2.they look nice
3. there are like a zillion different colours to choose from
4. you can pick up a cool one from a garage sale for like five dollars. trust me
5. juno rides one
6. these photos
7. it is a proven fact that hipsters who ride bikes are 12 times cooler than hipsters who don't
8. everyone likes a person on a bike
9. baskets and carriers, are nice places to carry cute cats and dogs. but if you use the carrier ,be sure to place a basket in there and dont just squash your furry friend or i will get all 'animal rights' on you
10. save the world. go ride a bike please

http://sea-of-love.tumblr.com/

It would be nice if you could tell me if you know how to edit photos similar to this
http://www.polyvore.com/sick_sad_world/thing?id=18980450
 
in return, i promise i will give you cool sites to look at, well i will probably just do that some time in the near future too.
but anyway i appreciate your help,and i want you to have a nice day, and if you get sad look at this songs clip because it will make your eyes happy : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NzyzP5upKMY&ob=av2e

You want the truth? Well, here it is. Eventually, you forget it all. First, you forget everything you learned – the dates of wars and Pythagorean theorem. You especially forget everything you didn’t really learn, but just memorized the night before. You forget the names of all but one or two of your favorite teachers; and eventually you forget those, too. You forget your junior year class schedule and where you used to sit, and your best friend’s home phone number and the lyrics to that song you must have played a million times. And eventually, but slowly, you forget your humiliations – even the ones that seemed indelible just fade away. You forget who was cool and who was not, who was pretty, smart, athletic, and not. Who went to a good college, who threw the best parties, who had the most friends – you forget all of them. Even the ones you said you loved, and the ones you actually did. They’re the last to go. And once you’ve forgotten enough, you love someone else.

"If you cut yourself, you don't cut. If you eat, if you don't eat. If your parents split up, if your parents hit you, if your mom tells you you're a piece of trash. If you got into a car crash and half your face is gone. Wake up every morning, and just give yourself a shot. Just do it. You've been given the grace to wake up another day. Just give it a friggen try." - Aaron Gillepsie
 

busy days ahead. see you later. back in a few days i guess