don't tell me who i amdon't tell me what i can dodon't tell me what i can't dodon't give me any of your bullshit.i'm done being told what to do with m..
it's just a bit strangehow a parent could tell youwho you can and cannot fall in love with.then againthey gave you lifeand they raised you in a harsh ..
he moves his hand up my arm,up to my shoulder,he grazes my collar bone,i hold my breath.he looks at mei mean he reallylooked at me,and he kissed me.th..
remember when we used to swing on the swingswhile singing a cheerful tuneat the top of our lungsand greeting those who walked by?those times are long ..
do you ever just have those momentsthose random momentswhere your faith in humankind is restored?and it's not because of anything big?it's just becaus..
get me out of this townget me out of this schoolget me out of this countrytake me somewhere foreigntake me somewhere life changingtake me somewhere st..
no no nomost people don't understandthe situation i'm inthey don't get my perspectivehere, let me try to explain it.yes yes yesthis is for you know wh..
how beautiful it would beif i spent time inside your brainand could see every little thing you thoughtgood or badhow brilliant it would beto see what ..
"hi.""i've gone to school with you for years and you've never talked to me. why now?""i just need someone to talk to.""why me?""because no one else se..
"a happy, productive life." "a happy, productive life." "a happy, productive life."adults always try and cram that idea down your throat. the idea tha..