i love dbags.

spencer pratt is like the world's biggest asshole.
but i can't even explain how hard it makes me laugh.

boom roasted.

"lauren! spencer got you flowers!!"
"aww well that was nice of him. is he gonna give them to audrina tomorrow"?

bahahahhahaha

I'm tired of playing their games by their rules.

don't be too fat or too thin,
or too dark or too light.
don't be sexual or too chaste,
or too smart or too dumb.
be yourself.
but make sure you fit in.

sex, love, and broken hearts.

i always thought i'd fall in love and get married. it was never something i had to deal with right away. it was always a few years off.... and then it wasn't.

playing with fire.

"i was playing with fire and the fucker burnt me."
bahahah i'm so funny.

lconrad.

love is not a maybe thing.
you know if you love someone.

falling in love sucks.

i don't want you to not be in my life.
i don't want to not see you.
but it's harder to see you.

release your inhibitions.

the rest is still unwritten.

it's been a long hard year.

she saw both their lives flash before her eyes,
she didn't even have time to cry, she was so scared;
she threw her hands up in the air and said,
Jesus, take the wheel.
take it from my hands, 'cause i can't do this on my own.
i'm letting go, so give me one more chance
save me from this road i'm on.

there's a boy here in town says he'll love me forever; who would've thought forever could be severed.

i've never known the loving of a man but
it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand.

i've had just enough time.

it's the sharp knife of a short life.

could you find it in your heart to make this go away and let me rest in pieces?

i should be writing my essay. that's due in twelve hours. but i can't concentrate worth shit. fuck this falling in love garbage.

if ever you loved me, you'd say,"it's okay".

it's okay to be angry and never let go,
it only gets harder the more that you know.
when you get lonely if no one's around,
you know that i'll catch you when you're falling down.

can't you see, something's missing.

how's your life, what's it like there?
is it all what you want it to be?
does it hurt when you think about me
and how broken my heart is?

i just want it back the way it was before.

if you're out there, if you're somewhere,
if you're moving on,
i've been waiting for you worried,
since you've been gone.

understated.

i'm not doing so good.
if i'm honest, i'm not doing good at all.
if i'm really honest, i'm doing really bad.
if i tell you what's in my heart, i'm broken.

flowers say i'm sorry and chocolates say i love you.

my daddy gave me flowers today. they're so pretty. it really made me smile. both of my parents gave me valentine's day presents actually. momma got chocolate and daddy got flowers. it was so nice of them to do that. i know momma did it because she know how much has been going on lately and how losing number twelve is really sucky and hitting me like a freight train even though to everyone else i pretend it's not. i think daddy got me flowers partly because that and partly because he was sorry. he knew i was really  upset with him yesterday; i've never spoken to him like i did before. everything just kinda piled up and he was in the line of fire. he knows i'd be sad to not have any valentines from number twelve too. i love my parents. they love me so much and i'm so thankful for them.

funny, how when you're dead people start listening.

"numbing the pain for awhile will make
it worse when you finally feel it".

-albus dumbledore.