Tuesday, May 22, 2012

if you really knew me

If you really knew me, you'd know that it's hard for me not to capitalize when I'm supposed to. 
You'd know that I have a birthmark on my left leg. 
You'd know that I don't like my fingers.

If you really knew me, you'd know that I need a job, but don't want to get one. 
You'd know that I'd rather go to the movies with myself than with my friends. 
You'd know that I'm OCD about the light switches going the same direction. 

If you really knew me, you'd know that I feel bad saying no. That I'm a major pushover.
You'd know that sometimes it takes me a half hour to get ready for bed because I'm too busy making faces at myself in the mirror. 
You'd know that my best friend is my brother. 

If you really knew me, you'd know that I'm really bad at remembering the words to songs.
You'd know I've never broken a bone. 
You'd know that I'm terrified of leaving high school. 

If you really knew me, you'd know that I say I have no regrets, but I really do. 
You'd know that a man in a well-fitted suit could get me with one smile. 

If you really knew me, you'd know that I love trees.

I wanna know you.

I wanna know you. 
I wanna memorize your face, every freckle, every scar. 
I wanna know what makes you tick. 

I wanna know what I have to do to get you. Even if it's just for a little while, I know I want you. 

I wanna know you better than I know myself. 
I want you to make me want to forget myself.

I wanna put my feet in a river with your feet. Wanna hold your hand on the ferris wheel. 

I wanna go to Paris with you.
Lose myself in the beauty of it...and of you.

I wanna know your favorite instrument and pretend I know everything about it.
I wanna paint your fingernails? Yeah, I do.

I wanna know your mother's maiden name and hear stories about your grandma. 

I wanna know what your dad does for a living and if he graduated from college.

I wanna have a candlelit dinner in a tree house with you.

I wanna know what your shampoo smells like. If there's clothes laying all over your room.

I wanna know the first thing you do when you get home from school.

I want you to want to know me.
I want the smile for her to be the smile for me.

I wanna know you.

I wanna know you bad.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Ordinary World

Fluorescent Lights

Charolette Hughes is a normal high school senior in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. She goes to school each day, afraid to skip. She picks her best friend up for school each morning. But one morning they're running late and get in a car crash. She's only in the hospital for a few days, but her friend is in a coma. She feels horrible about what happened, and falls into a deep depression.

Will she ever be the same again?
Can she come back to reality and forgive herself?

sometimes me and my friends make stupid jokes

There really is only One Direction to take in life and that leads you to Linkin Park
Remind me, do you live three doors up or Three Doors Down?
If you start limping on the way to my house, just Switchfoot.
Sorry I didn't get your email, My System of a Down.
I was just wondering, can I get my Nickelback?
I thought about you last night and Creed.
This is Whitney, Houston we have a problem.
Are we in a Fiest?
Don't hate me because you're an Outkast.
Usher me the way to happiness.
Could I borrow Fiddy Cent?
You've Britney Speared my heart.

Monday, April 30, 2012

word to your mother

I spoke with my mom the other day. And do you wanna know what she said to me? She said,

"You've only got a month left."

What's that supposed to mean? I know the obvious, school. But it means so much more. Only a month left of childhood. Only a month left of no responsibilities. Only a month left of sitting in the front yard picking grass. Only a month left of free housing.

Life hit me the other day. It hit me hard.

tell me i'm your national anthem

Sunday, April 22, 2012


I regret falling for you.
    I regret losing you.
        I regret saying maybe.

I regret being shy.
    I regret being a pushover.
        I regret being invisible.

I regret procrastinating.
    I regret not reading enough books.
        I regret spending all my savings.

I regret telling my secrets.
    I regret letting you decide how I feel.
        I regret wasting precious time on you.

I regret wearing skater shoes.
    I regret not trying harder.
        I regret coloring inside the lines.