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and here's to all the boys ill kiss

and all the scars left on their lips

Happy Birthday to me.

It's odd - I don't feel 18.

For what I've gone through the past month, I feel much older.

After all, age is just a number.

Maturity equates to experience, not how many candles are on the cake.

entirely corrupted.

well i dont think you trust in my self-righteous suicide.

I confess, here and now.

You have captivated me. 

Every glance, every word, every short-lived moment

Means Everything.

But you are stuck in a twisted past that I cannot reach.

You have been places I have never been

Seen things I have never seen

Loved like I have never loved.

And she was beautiful.

So beautiful it sickens me - just as it sickens you.

I want you to cry for me - as you cried for her.

I want you to write about me - as you write about her.

Id do anything to be Yours.

Darling.

Lets fulfill our pre-destined doom...

Together.

we lose ourselves --- but we find it all.

For the last and final time: It's over.

I have known the whole time that it was never meant to be.

Besides, I deserve better.

18 in half a month: Helllo Bars! (That's what happens when all your friends are guys)

so youre selfish, and im sorry,

when im gone you'll be going nowhere fast -- nowhere fast...

Nevermind those sleepless nights... all those times at your apartment. All of it has meant nothing. And I won't allow myself to be tainted, because, in the end, not once did you make me laugh.

And just to soften the blow, I'll steal all of your kisses -  And sew them up in the creases of our Hearts.

Tommorow is the last day of my high school career. Rather shocking.

My car got hit Tuesday (while it was parked).  Wonderful.

Some people's licenses' need to be revoked.

It will cost me a fortune to fix - but maybe this is an opportunity to paint it pink?

They'll Never Hurt You Like I Do.

 Yours Truly  

A l l   H a i l   T h e

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I have you right where I want you - aren't you scared?  You should be. You were just too easy... too easy to trap. Fool. And now, your unstable heart is already preparing for heartbreak. Well, I've done it before - and I confess - I have no quams about doing it again.  So pucker up Love, and say goodbye to something you'll never have.

Everything Is Perfect... Almost.

A new job, and a great experience.  Only a week left of school, which is absolutely fabulous!  The only downside is that I have recently been struck with mono, and the doctor has forbidden me to go to school. Hopefully I will get all my make-up work finished on time! I'm sure I will. Friends are amazing as well -  I'm wearing myself out with all this partying though. I swear I don't sleep. I'm far too nocturnal for my own good!

Hey lush, have fun - It's the weekend.

 ((Just forget me, it's that simple))