::*::The Notebook::*::

She cuts her wrist.

Takes a shower as she sits cries longer

Then an hour walks to school.

She was never really cool friends give her a glare.

Goes back home does some more cutting as she sits alone.

All the doors are shutting as she sits in her room,

 Staring at the wall with her long brown hair

 & her legs that are tall she’s sooo pretty but she doesn't care

Teachers call.

Worried what she does when she brings scissors to the bathroom stall

 & comes out crying.

Blood absorbed into her shirt

 As she’s getting closer to dying,

 She falls straight into the dirt...

Whenever I see you….

All I can do is think about what could have happened...

But didn’t

How to love a girl:

Tell her you think she’s cool.

Tell her why you think she’s so cool. Smell her hair.

Talk to her in movie theatres.

Pick her up and pretend you’re going to throw her in the river;

She’ll scream and fight you but secretly, she'll love it.

Hold her hand and skip. Hold her hand and run. Just hold her hand.

Pick flowers from other peoples gardens and give them to her.

Tell her she looks pretty. Let her pay for stuff if she wants to.

Introduce her to your friends as The coolest girl I know.

Sit in the park and talk to her.

Take her to the library, and playgrounds, and train stations. Tell her dirty jokes.

Tell her stupid jokes. Write poems about her. Just walk around with her.

Throw pebbles at her window at night.

When she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her.

Take her to shows of bands she’s never heard of.

Hold her hand in the mosh pit.

 Let her fall asleep in your arms.

Call her. Call her back if she calls you.

 Sing to her, no matter how bad you are.

Carve your names into a tree.

Get her mad, and then kiss her. Give her piggy-back rides.

Go see her band play even if they really suck, and tell her they were great.

Give her space if she needs it. Push her on swings.

Stay up with her all night when she’s sick.

Make up pet names for her, but cool ones, not sappy ones.

Teach her guitar. Lend her your cds. Write on her. Make her mix tapes. Write her letters.

 If she asks you to go to a show with her, go, even if it means a 5 hour train trip.

Take her to cool shops, and let her take you to even cooler ones.

Listen to all the bands she mentions.

Don’t tell her that her favorite bands suck.

When she’s sad, hang out with her or stay on the phone with her,

 Even if she’s not saying anything.

Buy her ice cream. Let her take all the photos of you she wants.

 Look into her eyes. Slow dance with her, even if the music is fast.

 Kiss her in the rain.

When you fall in love with her, tell her

Happy Birthday Hitler!

B - BEAUTY
E- EXELENT
T- TIGHT
H- HAWT ( dRoP iT lIkE iTs hOt)
A- AWESOME AS CAN BE
N- NICEEE YOO
Y- YAY! ITS BETHANY

B	Brainy
E	Extreme
T	Twisted
H	Helpful

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                                         |----- okay, now tell me thats not me ;) 


ok now here are some really cute lil puppies :D! and you gotta match them with the people i know that have these dogs..ya i know its rly gay but i was bored lol

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1) Chelsie
2) Leann
3) Me
4) Tara
5) Jane Kozel / Kids i baby sit for
6) My Friend No One Knows
7) My Aunt and Uncle

The reason for birth is to live,

And the reason to live is to die….

So what’s the point of life?

 

Carve your name into my arm…..

 

Some say the glass is half empty,

Some say half full….

I say are you gonna drink that??

 

When you first meet people,

All you notice are the differences between you & them,

But as time passes you start noticing the similarities…..

I guess that's how all friendships begin

 

Drop [BUSH] not *BOMBS*

 

There are moments in my life that I will always remember,

Not cuz they were important…..

Just because they were with you

 

In a world of pollution, profanity, adolescence, zits, abuse, broccoli, racism, ozone depletion, sexism, stupid guys and PMS…….

Why the HeLL do people still tell me to have a nice day?!?!

As time goes by, and my feelings grow stronger,

To be in your arms, I can't wait any longer.

Look in my eyes and you'll see its true,

Day & night my thoughts are of only you

 

Let em’ say we're crazy, what do they know?

Put you're arms around me, baby don't ever let go.

Let the world around us just fall apart.

Baby, we can make it, if we're heart to heart

 

Me without you girls is like:

A hooker with no luck,

A hoe that don’t suck,

And a slut that don’t fuck

Boys who act like dicks are only making up for what they don’t have

NeVeR say u don’t have a chance with someone when u haven’t AsKeD

 

I’m not stupid, I just lack common sense.

I’m not a poser. I just like music.

 I’m not miss popularity. I just have a lot of friends.

I don’t like my boyfriend. I love him.

I don’t ignore u. I just don’t give a shit.

I’m not a bitch. I’m just honest.

I’m not mean. I just have jokes.

I’m not insecure. I just don’t trust people

Over the past few years I’ve grown up a bit.

I kno now the things I need and don’t need to be happy

I kno now that popularity isn’t everything

I kno now that TRUE friends are all u need

I kno now that all guys are assholes

Y did I find this out after all the tuff times

Y did I find this out after I’ve been hurt

Y didn’t I just listen to my mom b4...

Just once I want someone to look at me and right away,

And think I'm beautiful.

Not after they get to know me,

Or after they see inside my soul.

I want to walk into a room and light up,

Not blend

My eyes are sore from crying, my heart broken in two.

To find a boy just like him my chances are so few.

I long to hear his voice again.

 I long to feel his touch.

 His gentle lips on mine again,

Is all what I miss soo much

LaUgHtEr: when a smile has an orgasm

He makes me melt like a Popsicle on the 4th of July.

^--(Little Rascals)--^

He gets her out of bed in the morning, drags her to school,

Pulls her through her classes,

Brightens up her day and doesn’t even know he does it

Trust is like your virginity…once you lose it…

you can’t have it back

Telling a girl she’s *hot* is flattering…..

But telling a girl she's beautiful means so much more

Virginity is like a balloon :: **1** prick and it’s gOnE!

I’m the kinda person that laughs at jokes 3 times

Once, when it’s ToLd

Once when it’s eXpLaInEd

And once 5 mins later when I finally **get it**