Lankabl

FWD: I thought i made a friend who i can tell things, and get together, without me being ignored, used, played, or betrayed.

Courtney

From the moment I got to know you It started.
you know what I mean,
the 'crush'
the
'taking a fancy'

I just fucking love you okay


I want to pull you into my lap and lean on your back
I want to be the one who gets to make you happy, someday, I keep telling you this.
"By the end of next year, I swear"
I love it when you're happy
God, I love it when you are happy.
I really really do.

I look at you

and I think of
all this hate
all this damn hate

i want your words in my fucking ears
and i want your hands in dirty places
I want you to throw me across the room
and nurse my wounds
i want you to hit me
I want your aggression
your anger
i want your fear
your saddness

I want to know your bad side
the side to not spit across

I want you to see my
hurt
my
tears
my
life

and i want a hug, too.

I hate you

I hate you
I hate how you left me
I hate how you let me forget you
i hate how you didn't try
i hate how you didn't care
I hate how you replaced me

I don't hate you

i hate you

Her smile was enough
she was
it was
my birthday gift.

Oh she held out her arm
her boobooed arm
and I got to
kiss is better
:3

lovebug

He has his own bug
that crawls up my fingers to my heart
it
latches itself on and
doesn't let go
His bug is welcomed,
because it makes me smile
and it
tells me it loves me
he
makes me feel okay
and I love him
I love him and his little bug for everything that they are
they are perfect
and belong
right there together,
right there with me

It's my birthday

I am
16.

Pretend to care.

So maybe it is true,

but you still don't know why it is.
Angry? yes
Bitter? occasionally
hypocritical? hardly ever
need to watch my tongue? stop being such a nun
self restraint? Yeah, it's called not holding anything back. and it's working just fine for me 

She doesn't know shit about me. "Bestfriend"

"You've been a totally different person for a long time. No offence. You are very bitter and angry. Extremely hypocritical . Try thinking nice thoughts or control your tongue. I mean I am not a saint, but I have some self restraint in my words. You'd be wise to learn some. Harsh - yeah, but maybe you needed that."

FUCK
YOU

stay the fuck away from me tomorrow. I don't want you to even look at me.
It's my birthday and what I wish for is for you to not judge me on what you don't fucking know.

Travis

make up your
god damn
'I don't give a fuck'
mind about me
already.
I am so tired of your behavior.
You are a girl I swear.
You are hidden
and I can see that.
But please stop throwing me around your life

you thought of me
right?
when you sent me that IM
you thought of the words you wanted to type out when you clicked on my name

maybe you do care

let
us
return
to
normal
?

I would like that,
even though I'm supposed to hate you.

I went blond

and

this is me

this is

just how I am

I feel this picture just

...

captures me in my environment.

I like to be calm. I like to be chill. 

I hate you

You whore
you user
you
played
me
and I just.. I just let you.
You told me not to tell,
but who is telling now?
It must be you.
only you.
why else would I be getting questions
?

I
hate
you

You did not get what you wanted
and now
you hate me

You
hate
me
and
that
is
just
fine

I was happy being your friend
I was happy
with
you teasing me without knowing
I was happy
when you put your head next to mine
and when you
sat close to me when we watched TV
i was happy when you told me I was
fun
spontaneous 
I liked you trusting me
I liked you liking me
I like you showing yourself to me
I liked revealing myself to you

but you changed how you wanted me to see you.
You did.
but I still saw the real you
and you HATE it
and you hate me

And I started hating you when you tried to use me for sex, then throw me away.

I
caught
on

and I lost you.

You are a WHORE.
and I
am
Not.

Get the fuck used to it
or
get the fuck out

show me your real side
and
stop
pretending

You have nothing to prove to me

I want you
as
you
are

Do you not understand that?

I want our friendship,
back.

Just don't
you
Dare
touch me again.

I'm laying here
next to my bed
I'm afraid to look under it
I feel like a beautiful woman is under there,
reaching out her smooth hand
to dig her sharp fingernail into my soft neck
she wants to watch the light go out in my eyes
she wants to watch my soul leave this world,
and travel to another
she wants to be the reason people cry and hurt
she wants to rub off her blood stained hands on my cold body.
There has always been a reason women wear their nails red, they're secrete killers

I am

irresponsible
untrustworthy
loving
hurting
confused
smart
dumb
mistaken
forgotten
forgiven

What if you danced how I wanted?

his hands gently placed on her hips

with hers laced behind his head

it was wrong

she could promise it

he was the someone else

she looked to him and blushed

this was new

he had a this thing

his charm

his shape

his smell

hell, his one dimple

their bare feat were warm against her carpet 

her dad wasn't home

and they didn't go to school

they just danced

she would lay her head on his chest and take him in

he would place his hand on her back,

lead in to kiss her head

she'd breath out loud

and try to enjoy the moment that wouldn't last forever

she would think of how things would change

he would bring her back to right then with his lips

bring her in close 

hold her

care for her as she cared for him

he didn't care about forever

or even the next day

he was exactly what she wanted, exactly what she could have, exactly what she didn't get.

what if I did

what if I danced with you

how you wanted

all along

what if I said yes

and gave you me

like you wanted

what if you became sometime more,

and made me less?

Would you still talk to me

Would you still enjoy me

Would I still be this person you worked me up to be, 

and would I still see your soft side?

What if I did.

Would you still be an asshole to me.

Would you?

I've just been horrible is all

I wish i had a phone or something that I could just record everything on
i want to just get all my feelings out right when they're happening
sometimes writing just isn't fast enough

I've simply been horrible by being a gigantic bitch lately
to my friends
to my exboyfriend
to my affair man [or whatever you call the person you cheated on someone with]

I've done horrible things
and kept secretes and feelings in

now spill,
right.