No one is ever NOT good enough for someone else.

Find the guy that calls you beautiful instead of hot,
who calls you back when you hang up on him,
who'll lay under the stars for hours and listen to your heart beat.
Or will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Wait for the guy that kisses your forhead,
who keeps your picture in his wallet,
who wants to show you off to the world even when your in sweatpants,
who holds your hand in front of all his freinds,
who thinks your beautiful without makeup,
one who is constantly telling you of how much he cares and how is lucky to have you,
THE one who turns to his friends and says THATS HER!

Grow your wings.

Girls
are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys dont want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree just to pick them.

I wonder why each little bird has a someone...

I like to observe people as they rush by about their lives and they never seem to slow down and actually pay attention to what they're doing.
I wonder why some people worry themselves sick over what tomorrow will bring, when today isn't even half over.
Today at Wal-Mart i saw a lady who left her drink on the roof of her car and drove off before she could remember it was there.
I noticed someone who, in all their haste, had their hoodie on inside-out.
Someone with their backpack opened while walking through the halls.
It makes me wonder why we all seem to rush, hurry through each day.
Rush rush rush. Hurry hurry hurry. Faster.
Why don't we slow down? And enjoy the moment. We wouldn't dread the day if we stopped and and enjoyed the moment, good or bad. Every moment is a gift. A second that won't return.
A gift. A moment to appreciate what we have.

That one.

Its amazing when two strangers become the best of friends, but its terribly sad when the best of friends become two strangers.

In the blink of an eye.

I see so many people, worrying about what other people think, stressing over what they should do over the weekend, continuously wondering if they are doing all they can to look perfect. To look like they have it all together and they have no problems.
Yet they miss the little and most beautiful things.
They don’t notice the bright shinning light the Sun makes when it hit’s the clouds just right, the wind that makes the leaves look as if they are dancing. The other day when I was driving in my car I turned off my iPod, the radio, and my phone when I was driving and paid attention to JUST what was outside my car.
I saw something I had never noticed before: the wind made the light fluffy snow on the ground move in swirls. The snow curled up and floated in whips, it danced. It fascinated me and it was just lovely X)
But I think people are too worried about what others think- that they miss out on what they love the most. They miss out on what they enjoy, what makes them smile, but most importantly on WHO makes them smile.
We want everyone to think we have the perfect social life, so many friends, no problems, good grades, clean bedroom, up to date with all the music, perfect weight.
We work so hard to feel important and accepted- we miss out on the best things that God gives us.
The colors of fall, the new different sights of spring, the freedom of summer and all its different adventures, the dancing snow of winter.
But most importantly: we miss out on each other. Time flies past us and we have no way to call it back.

I'm not antisocial

I am not antisocial but gathering 30 kids and locking them in a room for 6 hours a day without the freedom of speech or even a restroom break isn't exactly my idea of "social."
It's what i would call killing beautiful minds full of brilliance and imagination.
I think social means taking the freedom that we live under and making new friends, offering help to someone in need, and enjoying being with one another... mmhmm X)

Dark Blue -By Jack's Mannequin X)

I have (I have) you breathing down my neck (breathing down my neck)
I don't (don't know) what you could possibly expect under this condition so
I'll wait (I'll wait) for the ambulance to come (ambulance to come)
Pick us up off the floor
What did you possibly expect under this condition so

Slow down.. this night's a perfect shade of
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning down
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning 'til there's nothing but dark blue..
Just dark blue

This flood (this flood) is slowly rising up swallowing the ground
Beneath my feet, Tell me how anybody thinks under this condition so
I'll swim (I'll swim) as the water rises up, the sun is sinking down
And now all I can see are the planets in a row
Suggesting it's best that I slow down

This night's a perfect shade of
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning (burning) down
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning dark blue

We were boxing
We were boxing the stars
We were boxing (we were boxing)
You were swinging for Mars
And then the water reached the West Coast
And took the power lines (the power lines)
And it was me and you (this could last forever)
And the whole town under water
There was nothing we could do
It was dark blue

Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning (burning) down
Dark blue
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the room could be burning now there's nothing but dark blue

If you've ever been alone in the dark blue
If you've ever been alone you'll know (you'll know)

This is a World of Dreams and Revery... X)

Once, I lived in a World where beauty wasn't placed by face, but by your heart. Kindness and consideration of others was all the beauty anyone looked for.
I lived in a World where "Hi, how's your day?" Meant: "I loooove you, you have friends." Simple words that said so much, and positively changed someone's day. X)
Creativity and Imagination was as contagious as the luminescence fireflies displayed in the Summer. The Summer when you spent the entire day eating watermelon, running in sprinklers, napping under trees, sleeping with your windows open because of the heat, and taking pictures with your best friends. X) <3
And hatefulness was merely a nightmare, a black butterfly: gentle and unsuspecting in the darkest way possible. A black butterfly that would shimmer in the sky, and disappear as if captured by the Wind.
I lived in a World where Love was the center and Motive for everything.
You had no fear, for shadows weren't dark mysterious things, but your invisible guardians that followed you everywhere as if handcuffed to you by their unwillingness to see you unprotected.
Stars were your guidance, your wisdom, the ones who told you that you could to what the World said was impossible.
The Wind was your laughing friend, the friend that would dance in the face of death for you. The friend that held your hand when everyone else was falling to pieces before you; threatening to take you down with them.
The Wind was your only hope of happiness as the moon turned dark and no longer gave you hope in the darkest part of the night.
People weren't afraid to stand up for what they believed in.
In everything, they were optimistic, and bright; helping each other out; and lending a hand.
Friends were everywhere, and there was always someone to listen to you.
I lived in a revery of no regrets, anything was possible, and dreams were reality. X)