for the second video i just think the girl should break up with him because its deffinitly not okay to ask for some shit like that.

for the first video i guess she should just sit him down and try to talk to him. tell him that she appreciates the texting, and she loves knowing that hes thinking about her, because shes always thinking about him, but he needs to try not to text so much because its getting kind of out of hand. she needs to tell him the truth. being straight forward is the best way to handle things.

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NOBODY'S BEEN COMMENTING ON MY BLOG -_-
this kinda makes me sad...
well uhmmm *cough**COUGH* some people should comment on my blog *cough*cough*SOME OF YOU PEOPLE WHO GO ON MY BLOG*cough**cough*

i feel like crying, but here, thats almost as bad as dying. the pain and suffering. i feel it all the time. when i walk through the door. the hurt. the pain. isnt it all the same?

so give me a reason why i shouldnt do something stupid tonight? theres no use in trying to put up a fight. i dont even care anymore. its 11:45 at night. why try to deny it? i kissed someone tonight and i liked it. maybe this is MY rebel love song...

are poems meant to rhyme? was there ever a time where they didn't? what if those moments were hidden? did anyone ever stop to think that maybe things were never that neat? I'm writing a poem. it doesn't need to rhyme. I'm only writing it to pass the time...

as my pen hits the paper darkness spills onto the page. im scared to go home. i barely even know the way. do you know the time or the day? i look up and all i see are clouds of grey. for miles wide. i need to know the time. get back to you. i can almost hear you whine. 'Where are you? Are you close?' im suffocating in this darkness. i might begin to overdose. i had no idea what this was about... but now i see. when is the next time i will see you? will you be with me? with my sister? they say three's a crowd, but it doesn't feel like it with your company.

dedicated to my oldest sister who is... god knows where...