Thursday, April 17, 2008

is it possible to have feelings for the wrong person?

okay, so today i felt like blogging.
only because im way super cool.
:D
don't you jsut wish that you could switch spots with someone for just one day?
kinda like, to take a walk in their shoes.
right now, im sitting here..
talking to someone whom i love.
i happen to love him a lot.
but i highly doubt he feels the same about me.
i hate not knowing what goes on in his head.
usually, i like guys that i can't figure out.
i like guys who say little but mean a lot.
i know, im weird..but its a bit great.
please, will you let me just try to figure you out?
maybe ill finally get it right the first try.
<3

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

i slept with someone in fall out boy, and all i got was this negative aids test.


how am i supposed to feel when i login.
not sad,

nor happy.

just in the mood to write.

"you cant possibly write about love all the time"

sure i can.

if its on my mind.

i cant stick to pen and paper.

this is 2007.

this is the year where i learned about

part of who i am.

a myspace whore

a bad best friend

a bad speller

a bad secret keeper

a bad helper

a bad child

a bad reader

a fuck up.



this is the only place i can let everything out.

if you read this then its a fair game.



i cant stop thinking about thinking about "it"

'tis the season to be honest.

i predict in 2008

i will be even more of a fuck up then i am

and i'll be more of a sarcastic ass hole then i am today.



ugh,

tbh,

all i want to say is,

i love









him.

alot.



<3>

right when we get to the good part of the story.


its hard to think about what we couldve been everytime i see your faceeee. i always think

"this must be a sin", baby i love you.

we havent even..

cant speak.

many people disapprove of this wrongdoing.

i cant continue,

halfway through this thought,







everything came crashing.

why must these thoughts run through my mind day my day?

dkasfh;djh



to say the sky is beautiful does notdescribe its many

shadings.

to say the grass is gren does not describe its brilliant color to find words that wull encompass my hearts longing lies beyond the scope of my well worn heart. i just want to be next to you. i need to be surrounded by millions of words

that would help me explain how much

i love









you.

i tried to be different for the last time.

hugs are not enough.

especially the ones laced with my bitterness.

even if my love were purely golden

it could not fill the abyss of your pain nor mine.

it is then that i realize

the hugs [especially the half hearted ones]

are not enough to make either

you or me safe.

i cant sit here and watch you sail the technicolor seas

of oblivion, someday soon a mutiny will break out and all hands will be lost.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

happy birthday. <3


yes yess.


28


2years away from 30


12 years away from mid life worries


dont worry mister peterrr.


we'll always be there for you


always


i hope this birthday is great.


how come i wasn invited to the partayy?


XD


woth love and tons of birthday wishes,


Rita


Monday, June 4, 2007

If you know me you know how uncool I am I stutter, swear ,wear bad clothes, make bad jokes, make conversation uncomfortable the list goes on.


Here's To The Kids Here's to the kids.
The kids who would rather spend their night with a bottle of [/coke]
Here's to the kids whose 11:11 wish was wasted on one person who will never be there for them.
Here's to the kids whose idea of a good night is sitting on the hood of a car, watching the stars.
Here's to the kids who never were too good at life, but still were wicked cool.
Here's to the kids who listened to Fall Out Boy and Hawthorne Heights before they were on MTV...and blame MTV for ruining their life.
Here's to the kids who care more about the music then the haircuts.
Here's to the kids who have crushes on a stupid lush.
Here's to the kids who hum "hallelujah" when they're stuck home, dateless, on a Saturday night.
Here's to the kids who have ever had a broken heart from someone who didn't even know they existed.
Here's to the kids who spend their days in photobooths with their best friend(s).
Here's to the kids who are straight up smartasses & just don't care.
Here's to the kids who speak their mind.
Here's to the kids who consider screamo their lullaby for going to sleep.
Here's to the kids who second-guess themselves on everything they do.
Here's to the kids who will never have 100 percent confidence in anything they do, and to the kids who are okay with that. Here's to the kids.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~******~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****--------------------->>>>...

MY TURN

This one's not for the kids, who always get what they want, But for the ones who never had it at all.
It's not for the ones who never got caught,
But for the ones who always try and fall.
This one's for the kids who didnt make it, We were the kids who never made it.
The Overcast girls and the Underdog Boys.
Not for the kids who had all their joys.
This one's for the kids who never faked it.
We're the kids who didn't make it.
They say "Breaking hearts is what we do best,"
And, "We'll make your heart be ripped of your chest"
The only heart that I broke was mine,
When I got My Hopes up too too high.
We were the kids who didnt make it.
We are the kids who never made it.
We are the kids who will never make it.