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You're a thousand things,

You can fly with one wing.




I can't steal you.
I'm not good with introductions.
It almost always come out wrong.
My words are slurred and twisted.
But I guess I could try.

Ariel Villanueva
18 years old
A PERFECT NUTTER.



Hang with me.
With enough time eventually we all see what was right in front of us. And realize no matter how long it took, it was worth the wait. But for some, that time never comes. Instead of healing old wounds, the wait just open new ones. Time after time. - Gossip Girl

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Gabrielle Nicole

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Dancing on my own.
OMF-P.
Monday, September 29, 2008 8:11 PM

29 its/i'm/i/it


its been a year since i first felt the beat and i still can't forget about you.
i still can't feel the comfort even now that we're friends.
i still smile every time i listen to the songs you gave me.
i still got the chills every time i hear you sing and see your face.
i still run out of words when i'm talking to you.
i still reminisce those summer nights when we talked and laughed out of boredom.
i still feel as if you were my stress buddy.
i still hesitate to have a conversation with you.
i still feel insecure when i think about how you will never love me.
i still can't force myself to pm you.
i'm still head over heels for you.
i over analyze everything i tell you.
i can't seem to get mad at you.
i always day dream about you.
i still can't understand why of all people you.
i still wait for you to go online.
i don't make gm's and if i do, i only send it to you.
it always takes me a week or two to get over my hang overs of seeing and talking to you.
i can't stand listening to people who's crushing over you.
i always cry when i'm jealous of you and some other girl.
i have always wanted to get your number.
i always stare at your name every time you're online.
i always think about what you're thinking, who you're looking at and when you're around.
i am always amazed by the way you talk.
i always laugh at anything you do effortlessly.
i love your cheezy funny jokes and they get stuck in my mind.
i always think about what i would say to you but i never get to say it.
i always see your face, hear your voice and feel your touch in my sleep.
last and definitely not the least, i never understand why i love you like this and maybe i never will.