picture perfect teen machines
Pretty darling, stop running down my street, The tears are dropping like a nuclear meltdown. I never meant to let it come to this. Can we blame it on timing, not chemistry? All night long, i'll sing the same somber song, Attack my decisions, and the horse they road on. Everything seems to be less that zero. A mascara hero with a heart of zinc.
Samantha; sixteen; born june eleventh nineteen eighty eight; goes to school at stroudsburg high school; hair color is dark redish brown; she has zero tattoos or peircings; green eyes.
movies: the notebook, garden state, napoleon dynamite;
bands: underoath, eisley, modest mouse, the killers, le tigre, rilo kiley, fall out boy, the shins, the verve, radiohead;
singers: joanna newsom, jewel(before she sold out), alanis morisette, vanessa carlton, john legend, tori amos;
Television shows: Americas next top model, the simple life, the real world, family guy, elimidate;
foods: chinese, chicken noodle soup, ramen noodles, spaghetti, ritz crackers, caramel turtles;
drinks: diet pepsi, diet coke, water, hot chocolate, tea;
models: gisele bundchen, petra nemcova, && brittany from antm;
bands: green day, atreyu, good charlotte, LFO, nsync, && justin timberlake;
foods: cheese, hot dogs, lunch meat, red meat, pizza;
television shows: american idol, surreal life;
What i like to do
shop, paint, sing, dance, draw, make graphics, aim, livejournal, myspace, make clothes, watch movies;
a letter to you
I love you muchly. You've been nothing but open hearted, and emotionally available and supportive, and nurturing, and consummately there for me. I keep drawing you in and pushing you away. You are the best platform from which to jump beyond myself. What is wrong with me?
my old journal name was _________obtuse
you were mine
I can't find a reason to let go, even though you've found a new love, and she's what your dreams are made of. I can find a reason to hang on, what went wrong can be forgiven, without you, it isn't worth living alone. Sometimes i wake up crying at night, and sometimes i scream out your name what right does she have to take you away, when for so long, you were mine.
count the stars
What does it take to get this through to you subject yourself to things that you deserve just stop me if youve heard enough of what you should have said & done like promises that never last you can waste your whole life youll never get the best of mine
This brand new skin is wearing thin & youll never know until its gone
How far you go just to destroy yourself tuck in your self esteem its falling out tomorrow may come easier like yesterday was never there suprising as it always seems you could take a lifetime youll never get the best of mine
Ill stay the "maybe" that waits on you now im pathetic for letting go just think of this as a lesson learned to never take advantage of the people that depend on you
thats my prerogative
People can take everything away from you but they can never take away your truth. But the question is..Can you handle mine?
They say I'm crazy, I really don't care. That's my prerogative
They say I'm nasty, But I don't give a damn
Getting boys is how I live Some ask me questions Why am I so real?
But they don't understand me. I really don't know the deal about my sister, Trying hard to make it right Not long ago Before I won this fight
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