He only notices me when im standing in her way.

PARTY LIKE IT'S NOT YOUR BIRTHDAY.

Quit your bitchin' move your feet. Until the break of dawn. Cause nobody gives a damn about the day that you were born. This is for everyone who it aint your birthday. You gotta party like its not. This is for anyone who is having the worst day. You gotta party like its not. Take a sip of the high life. Chase it down until you fall. Three hundred sixty five nights. Why just one if we can have them all, Lets party like its not our birthday.

Just your average wednesday

Wednesday.

ok can I just say whoever decided to spell Wednesday like wed-nes-day is a real bitch. I literally have to spell out WED-NES-DAY in my head while spelling it. ANYWAYS today was a pretty solid day. Wednesdays are usally pretty fun and such, one day closer to the weekend, HUMP DAY. So my best friend Laine got her first car yesterday; it is one hell of a car. Laine and I have some mighty fine plans this for this weekend. The worst part about wednesdays are the thursdays that follow; needless to say thursdays make me want to punch small children. They mock us and how close, but ironical how far away we are from the weekend.

   I try to make the seconds last, pretend the moment hasn't past; but wishing on a fallen star won't change the truth of where you are

Today, I went outside to smoke a cigarette. I had my headphones in and was blasting my music. It was also cold so I had my hood up. I had my back turned to the house and wasn't paying attention. My sister thought I was a burglar and tackled me to the concrete. It was great.

Story Of My Life

When a girl wants a kiss: she looks at you biting her lip and plays with her hands waiting for you to make a move.
When a guy wants a kiss: he holds your hands constantly playing with them and looks at you until your faces move closer and closer.
When i want a kiss: i stare from a distance and sob because im ugly and nobody likes me. HA…HAHAHAH story of my life.

Boys are great aren't they?

Hi, I’m a boy. Here’s how it goes. I’m going to flirt with you, then diss you. I’ll send you mixed messages, hit on your friends, and lie to you. Then i will lead you on so you will fall for me. I’ll make you happy for a night, but tomorrow i will completely ignore you. But you know what the best part is? You can’t do anything about it because you love me and don’t want to lose me. Ha.

New Idol

So I was surfin' the Internet. Catching some mitiy fine waves and I came across a bit of information. Needless to say Charlie Sheen is my new idol. I love his meaningless rants.

Favorite quote: "I don't do drugs, I am drugs."

This dude is classic.

http://m.youtube.com/index?desktop_uri=%2F&gl=US#/watch?xl=xl_blazer&v=Iz2dPiEgigY

Soo my mother has decided it would be best for me if I channel my "anger" and "bad attitude" into this blog. I honestly don't think I have a bad attitude. Is it to much to ask not be bothered every once and a while? I am not sure what it is; whether it be the sleep deprivation or the constant nagging but parents SERIOUSLY forgot how it's like being a teenager.