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Playing with fire will give you experiences playing with flowers will make you weak.

Have you ever just cut yourself to see what it would feel like? To watch the blood slowly run down your long arm, and the skin rip off your body on to the harsh cold dead floor. have you ever been so mad at someone that your face was red with fire and anger, so you pulled out a knife to simply show that one person what would happen? to prove that you will go the whole way. And when someone smiles at you with the most bitchy smile they have, wouldn’t you just give them one right back till everyone has left you there to yourself with that mother fucking knife. Leave you with that knife. There pretty much saying go ahead. No ones stopping you. why would we ever care about a person like you anyway?

If you will be my frog I’ll be your princess, we could live together forever. I love you and I would do anything for you in a heartbeat. Even if it ment the dirty jobs, like trust. Witch is something she could never do for you. Let me show you how great life can be, if you let it be.

If you will be my frog I’ll be your princess, we could live together forever. I love you and I would do anything for you in a heartbeat. Even if it ment the dirty jobs, like trust. Witch is something she could never do for you. Let me show you how great life can be, if you let it be.

Would you care?

If she went to school with bruises would the teachers ask? If she came home with a broken heart would you take the time to stop and ask? If she cried herself to sleep would even here her? She walks to school with her arms tucked away so no one can see the scars. People talk to her about their problems so that they feel better, but they don’t ask her how she’s feeling. She gives and gives and no one cares. She’s been promised so many things but promises must just be words to them. She trusted, she believed, she got hurt. She’s prayed hoping her life would be next but she’s still here. Her tears and scars must are just getting worse as she goes on in life. She’s looking for a light, someone to care. She’s looking for you. I’m looking for you.

(: i love this song. it makes me cry so hard.

Is there anyone that fails?

yeah you know what? i’m a Christian. but it doesn’t mean i don’t like to have fun, laugh and it sure as hell doesnt mean im different. i’m just a person like you. and i have problems and drama and yes someday i just might want to live a life. so no, i don’t want to kill you because your not “holy” and “good enough” for me. so all i’m asking is that you don’t do the same.

yeah i have faults. and no im not always ok with that. but i have something to look forward too.i love too sing. but i sing gospel. is that up to your standards? is that ok with you? or am i just not living life the “right” way? 

I’m just trying to help you from dying on the inside first because i just might care about you. so sorry if my life style is killing your bad side and now your actually becoming a person.  people never crumble in a day. so why are you trying so hard? to crumble yourself, your family, your love? to prove me wrong? to hurt me? because its not my business? well sorry for caring. but dont worry, ill leave. and you wont ever see me again. is that what you want? ‘cause ill make that happen. just for you. and so you know i will never stop till it stops me first.

;<3 this is way i could never hate you. 

;<3 this is way i could never hate you. 

this heart is for all of my friends, this heart is for all my family. but theres one that stands above them all, her name is michelle. i love this girl. she has been and always will be, my true best friend. i don&#8217;t know what i would do without her. if i were to lost her i would cry for years. i still remember our first hello, the awkward grade 6 with barely any friends comes up and says h-h-hi.. (: with my awkward glasses and awkward smile, for some reason she liked me. we laugh, we cry, check out the hot guys everywhere, we listen to each others problems and we laugh at our &#8220;friends&#8221; when they look at us as if we when to the other side. (; 
this heart is for our first hello, and our last goodbyes. this is for you. i love you girl. 

this heart is for all of my friends, this heart is for all my family. but theres one that stands above them all, her name is michelle. i love this girl. she has been and always will be, my true best friend. i don’t know what i would do without her. if i were to lost her i would cry for years. i still remember our first hello, the awkward grade 6 with barely any friends comes up and says h-h-hi.. (: with my awkward glasses and awkward smile, for some reason she liked me. we laugh, we cry, check out the hot guys everywhere, we listen to each others problems and we laugh at our “friends” when they look at us as if we when to the other side. (; 

this heart is for our first hello, and our last goodbyes. this is for you. i love you girl. 

no more tears

just because i’m not like you doesn’t mean you cant like me. just because i’m human and have feelings doesn’t mean you cant be my freind. no, you cant be my friend because you’ve already hurt me to much and i’m done with your tears. i’m done feeling sorry for myself. so i’m letting go of my past. all of it. heres to a brand new life, a life were i hate no one. a life where i don’t cry over you. a life when i smile. a real life.