[	Current Mood	|	envious	]
[	Current Music	|	only one-yellowcard	]

 i dont think that small heart does justice as to how much i love yellowcard...

.you.

i can never stop thinking of you,
your there everytime i open my eyes,
and everytime i close them.
you're all i dream about,
everything about you makes me want you more and more each day.
you talk as though im nothing,
which hurts because to me you are everything.
im different even though you may not realise it,
im not like them.
im not like her.
i know ill never be able to be anything she ever was to you,
and i know im probably will never ever be anything to you except a piece of ass.
but if you took the time to just notice me,
maybe youd change your mind.
maybe instead of playing games with my emotions,
you could take the time to see what i see in you.
and if you dont,
at least i know you tried,
and at least you know you tried.
then id know at least that we werent meant to be,
but until then the thought still lingers,
always there,
never leaving,
of what could be?
its not up to me,
you cant make someone feel something,
its up to you.
its your choice,
i just want it straight up,
no sugar-coating anything.
what am i worth?
am i anything to you?
anything at all?
or am i just another one,
another one of those girls whos name wont be remembered a year from now,
who never made an impact on your life,
who you'll never know,
because you never took the time to know?
will i always be just some girl,
just .one. of the many?
i just want to know what im worth..
i want to know if i should bother?
if i should give a flying fuck?
maybe this is scaring you,
then tell me.
if you find me annoying,
tell me.
if you see nothing in me,
tell me.
if im worth nothing to you,
tell me.
ill always be a friend,
maybe just never anything else,
or maybe not even a friend,
maybe just a girl.
you'll never know unless you try,
and i cant make you try,
you confuse me,
i dont get you,
but then again maybe im not suppose to get you,
maybe im just caught in the idea of finding someone,
that ill just want anyone,
maybe your nothing to me,
maybe your just another guy to me,
whos name ill never remember,
maybe thats all you are to me,
maybe thats all youll ever be to me,
but i guess ill never know,
until i know you.

[	Current Mood	|	content	]
[	Current Music	|	rough draft-yellowcard	]

Like a Saturday night I'll be gone
Before you knew that I was there..

So you wrote it down
I'm supposed to care
Even though it's never there
Sorry if I'm not prepared
Is it hard to see the things you substitute
For me and all my thoughts of you
It's eating me alive to leave you...

Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong
But so is your blank stare in lieu of this song
Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong

Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song

I'm breathing in your skin tonight
Quiet is my loudest cry
Wouldn't wanna wake the eyes that make me melt inside...
And if it's healthier to leave you be
May a sickness come and set me free
Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me...

I'm finding my own words, my own little stage
My own epic drama, my own scripted page
I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears
Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear
From the start it was shaky and the characters rash,
A nice setting for heartache where emotions come last
All I have deep inside, to overcome this desire
Are friendly intentions and fairweather smiles

And I don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song

Like Saturday night I'll be gone
Like Saturday night I'll be gone before you knew that I was there...

hmmm, well last night was an interesting night...
i had A LOT of fun wit jan and de puss...we just joked around and hung around as usual...we alwqays have fun doing absolutly nothing...on the way back from seeing benson it was sooo funny, ahh i must admit glennys a funny one...
heres how it went down:
(some lady almost hit us)

Glen: that fat lady almost hit me..
Helen: How do you know she was fat?
Glen: Because her head was the size of a ballooooooon...
Helen: How do you know she doesnt have a disease?
Glen: yeah, its called doughnuts...

LMFAO HAHAHAHAHAHA, Me and jannice couldnt stop laughing..ahhh soo funny....
That just made me remember, why i needed my family...
I got my dads will in the mail today....hmmm, its freaky....
i dont liek it...
Booo on wills...i dont want ne of the fucking stuff...