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Name: Stephalicious
Country: United States
Birthday: 9/8/1992
Gender: Female
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| I took back a cheater. Kill me.
 
As I fall out of love, this wasn't supposed to happen, not according to you. Please don't allow your voice to fade, don't fall so weak to fault or blame; to give yourself reason for an end.
Honestly, I won't get to sleep tonight. It's killing me. Boy, can't we make this right? All I need is here in my arms tonight, 'cause we're so beyond this, I need to feel your trust. So we can be honest? You've got to give me this much. 'Cause we're so beyond this, I've got to get it through. If you can be honest, I can be honest with you.
We've seen the sunrise with new eyes we've seen the damage of gossip and true lies. We've seen the sun go down. Had passionate makeouts and passionate freakouts, we built this world of our own.
The damage was permanent; there would always be scars.
But even the angriest scars faded over time until it was difficult to see the written on the skin at all
and the only thing that remained was the memory of how painful it had been.
The truth never seemed so tempting, 'cause your past hangs over you like a shadow of yesterday. Everybody said you were bad news, but your eyes told me a different story. And your words were like poetry. I never knew you were so good at acting.
Tried to believe that it wasn't true, but in my heart I always knew that being the life of the party would catch up to you.
Everyday is so wonderful, then suddenly, it's hard to breathe.
A long night spent with your most obvious weaknesses, you start shaking at the thought.
You are everything I want because you are everything I'm not.
I know you think we can't be together, but can't you respect me enough to let me make my own decision? I know there'll be risks but I want to face them with you. It's wrong that we should be only half alive, half of ourselves. I love you. So here I am - standing in your doorway. I have always been standing in your doorway. Isn't it about time somebody saved your life?
Love is not an equation,
it is not a contract,
and it is not a happy ending.
Love is the slate under the chalk, the ground that buildings rise,
and the oxygen in the air. It is the place you come back to,
no matter where you’re headed.
Wear your heart on your sleeve, make things hard to believe. I'm not feeling the situation.
Run away, try to find that safe place you can hide. It's the best place to be when you're feeling like me, yeah, all these things I hate revolve around me.
My words, they don't come out right. But I'll try to say I'm happy for you.
I think I'm going to take that drive.
I want to give you something I've been wanting to give to you for years - My heart.
My heart, my pain won't cover up. You left me.
It’s nobody’s fault, I did this myself. I paid for last night with a week’s worth of wealth.
It seemed at the time that it was worth what it cost. But my head hurts remembering the memories I lost.
And now you say that; you say you love me. Well, I may have your heart; he has your body. And now you swear that you're being honest, but you're not honest, you never could be. And when I see her I'll tell her whats been on my mind all these sleepless nights. She'll recite her excuses; put my tail between these legs of mine like i do all the time.
You have a way of coming easily to me. And when you take, you take the very best of me.
So I start a fight, 'cause I need to feel somethin'.
And you do what you want, 'cause I'm not what you wanted.
Once more, I'll say goodbye to you. Things happen, but we don't really know why. If it's supposed to be like this, why do most of us ignore the chance to miss?
I'm not coming back. I've done something so terrible, I'm terrified to speak, but you'd expect that from me. I'm mixed up - I'll be blunt. Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair, and out of my mind.
Now there's an aching in my back;
a stabbing pain that says I lack,
the common sense and confidence,
to bring an end to promises,
that I make in times of desperate conversation.
Hoping my night could be better than theirs in the end.
Just say when.
I don't hate you, boy. I just want to save you while there's still something left to save.
For the sake of secrets, let’s say I’m safe. Let’s say I got a hiding place. Let’s say I’ve made apologies, the hearts I’ve broken have been appeased. Let’s say the storm, like most, will pass. Let’s sing a song for relief at last. Let’s say that only time will tell if I’m really over being overwhelmed. I’ve made mistakes. They keep me company. Oh man, what’s up with me? But I’ve changed. It’s comforting.
The drugs I’m taking aren’t so good. So will you talk to me, even though you’ve had a late night? Because I need a little help. Baby, tell me I’ll be alright. 'Cause everything around me's changed.
At the end of your low, you pin my shoulders against the mattress, arching your frame with your stomach pushed outward, your head titling back with your mouth partially open, the sounds slur and elevate slowly in volume.
He said the way my blue eyes shined, put those Georgia stars to shame that night. I said: "That's a lie."
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| i've never been so broken.
I've heard sorry a million times,
it's not a mistake if you do it twice.
And this is so difficult for the both of us.
I know we tried so hard, there's just no hope for us.
Well it's more than a shame that we lost to this game.
All my walking, talking, sleeping, breathing -
nothing will ever be the same.
"And it's not like it happened all at once, either;
it had been happening for a long time. But how do you tell
your best friend
that there are a million things you never said
and that there will probably be a million more?"
Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first.
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse.
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words.
“No one could go forward with a load of aching memories.”
-Gone With the Wind
You are a dream come true for someone, but not for me.
Still, can't we have fun, darling?
I can't say what I don't mean, you give me more than I can contain.
It hurts to know the truth, but this will never go your way.
I never said I love you.
Instead of holding you, I was holding out.
I should've let you in, but I let you down.
You were the first to give; I was the first to ask.
Now I'm in second place, to get a second chance.
"They called what had happened to them 'near-death experiences.'
And they talked about how
amazing it was to know what death was like and still be able to live. I feel like
I'm having a near-life experience, like I used to be alive and I know what
that's like but now I'm doing something else. I don't want to die or
anything. I just feel like I'm not as alive as I used to be."
“You really broke my heart
and I tried to sing but I couldn't think of anything,
and that was the hardest part.”
-Coldplay
Liars don't get second chances, and secrets don't make friends.
So open up, spill your guts; make sure you make an honest mess.
One of the worst feelings in the world
is sitting back and watching people you
care about ruin their lives and knowing
there is nothing you can do about it,
because they simply won't let you.
While you were sleeping I figured out everything. I was constructed for you,
and you were molded for me. Now I feel your name, coursing through my veins.
You shine so bright its insane; you put the sun to shame.
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| So my boyfriend of almost eleven months, has been sleeping with a girl who used to be my friend, for the past month.
And I just found out.
I think I'll update soon.
Soon. | | |
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The gaps between our houses get smaller while the holes inside them grow larger, until they are the same as all the others. Sad boys grow up, try drugs, and fall in love. It's our insides that we're running out of.
But still we give ourselves to this - we can't spend our lives waiting to live.
Baby, don't talk to me - I'm trying to let go. Not loving you is harder than you know.
Your favorite color is that of red wine, which brings me around to your favorite pastime. With your pen and notebook you've blown me away, and I won't be blamed for not feeling the same.
My eyes are blistered with the guilt of our past, the memories that we would have. Now that you've turned the world against me, I'm only trying to win them back.
What we are is the sum of 1000 lies. What we know is almost nothing at all. But we are what we are till the day we die, or till we don't have the strength to go on.
I know the signs are on and I feel this too, none of that ever seems to matter when I'm holding you. And I'm wasting away, away from you.
These are things that I could not tell you; things that remind me of you when I want nothing more to forget; things that have gone wrong; things that have gone right; things that will never happen; things that are your fault, my fault, the faults of no one; these are the things that we did not do and will not let go of.
Oh, even when they sky is crashing down, you, you locked your knees and stood up straight. You are the strength in my veins.
My head was too crazy. The thoughts bounced around inside my skull like a disoriented swarm of bees. Noisy. Now and then they stung. Must be hornets, not bees. Bees die after one sting. And the same thoughts were stinging me again and again.
The clocking is ticking, and I'll be giving my two weeks. Pick your favorite shade of black. You'd best prepare a speech. Say something funny, Say something sweet. But don't say that you loved me.
I came here with a load, and it feels so much lighter since I met you. Honey, you should know that I could never go on without you.
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| I think I'll start updating regularly again. A year or two ago, my site was actually pretty good. I put a lot of time into it and things. If you see something you like or just want to leave something, please do. I used to get about 15 comments per post. Now I'm lucky if I get one, haha.
I keep a note that I wrote on a taxi receipt
It says, "Don't listen to anybody other than me."
I hit the big time for a nominal fee but
you lose a friend in the end for every dream that you see come true.
To put it plainly, I'm completely lost without you.
And maybe you're right, and I'm taking things too
seriously. But what about those things you said?
What about the things you said you meant?
Love me cancerously, like a salt-sore soaked in the sea.
"High-maintenance" means you're a gluttonous queen -
narcissistic & mean.
A year's gone by since these streets were covered in white.
Have you ever thought of me since that cold winter night?
And I hope it hurt for you half as much as it's hurt for me.
I've never made you promises I didn't mean to keep.
That's a really nice suit.
This is a really comfortable chair.
See I don't know if you can help me or not
because I don't feel sick but the pains in my head have almost put me underground.
I don't really care if I'm healthy or not,
just clean my head.
I'm writing again these letters to you aren't much,
I know. But I'm not sleeping and you're not here.
The thought stops my heart.
So I pick up the news like I said I would
Drop my jaw right where I stood
Cause the headline reads:
'all the news is good 'cause love is on the way"
All these years I've packed ice around my heart,
now how do I melt it?
Another drink, or three.
Jack Daniels is the only friend I've got tonight.
Don't blame it all on me,
it seems wrong to end this with another fight.
There's never an ending, just new beginnings.
The past makes you who you are
but won't predict who you'll be.
You choose who you'll become.
sometimes not being in control is the most beautiful thing in the world.
You're so sad maybe you should buy a happy meal.
You're so skinny you should really supersize the deal.
Secretly you're so amused that nobody understands you.
Here is the part where I apologize for thinking that we should take some time off,
because the loneliness would do us both some good. I soon found out just
how miserable I could really be all by myself.
"Because we were so close for so long,
I know how to be her best friend, and I know how to hate her.
But I don’t know how to do anything in between."
-Lauren Conrad, The Hills
He said goodbye from the edge of the porch like she'd
been some casual friend. She watched him go thinking
even a stranger would show more compassion than that.
You give yourself away to any decent boy.
You're empty, you're hopeless, you're lonely.
You wonder why you haven't found love.
Maybe because you're only selling lust.
The phone calls got shorter, the sleepovers less.
Hangout got to one week,
Why didnt I realize that you were slowly fading out of my life
untill I couldn't reach you?
You only waited up for hours,
just to spend a little time alone with me;
and I can say I've never bought you flowers,
I can't work out what they mean;
I never thought that I'd love someone,
that was someone else's dream.
I'd walk half way around the world, just to sit down by your side.
~STEPHALICIOUS. | | |
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