Tuesday, December 15, 2009
But don’t forget who you really are. And I’m not talking about your so-called real name. All names are made up by someone else, even the one your parents gave you. You know who you really are. When you’re alone at night, looking up at the stars, or maybe lying in your bed in total darkness, you know that nameless person inside you…Your muscles will toughen. So will your heart and soul. That’s necessary for survival. But don’t lose touch with that person deep inside you, or else you won’t really have survived at all. - Louis Sachar
Monday, December 14, 2009
It's always winter but never Christmas
It'd be so nice to look out the windowAnd see the leaves on the trees begin to show
The birds would congregate and things
A song of birth a song of newer things
The wind would calm and the sun would shine
I'd go outside and I'd squint my eyes
But for now I will simply just withdraw
Sit here and wish for this world to thaw
-Relient K
Saturday, December 12, 2009
I want someone to love me,For who I am
I want someone to need me,
Is that so bad
I won't break out with madness,
but it's all I have
I want someone to love me,
For who I am
Nothing makes sense,
Nothing makes sense anymore
Nothing is right,
Nothing is right when you're gone
I'm losing my breath
I'm losing my right to be wrong
I'm frightened to death
I'm frightened that I won't be strong
-nick jonas
Friday, December 11, 2009
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