December 2010
I can be the cop you’re the robber since you stole my heart. Or red rover I can wrap you up in my arms. -Gabe Bondoc
And this will be the first time in a week That I’ll talk to you And I can’t speak It’s been three whole days since I’ve had sleep Because I dream of his lips on your cheek And I got the point that I should leave you alone But we both know that I’m not that strong And I miss the lips that made me fly Favorite part of this song: Miserable At Best - Mayday Parade
I want to live in the life that includes you. - Gabe Bondoc
Listen to his songs, they relate to everything you’ve experienced in your life.
Honestly.
My mind is saying that it’s great to be good friends with you. My heart says that it loves you, and that it wishes to be loved back. My chances say nothing.
What you need to know: I’ll always be good friends with you, but I’m not going to lie and tell you I also won’t be wanting more. However, if being “good friends” is where we’re suppose to be I’m...
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Everyday..
I wake up with the thought of you. You’re my waking moment. I randomly pick out clothes from the closet and put them on, whether I look good or not it doesn’t matter I have no one to impress…anymore. I go to school knowing I’m going to fail, ‘cause I’ve been distracted lately. When math problems, hsitorical events, and vocabulary are suppose to be in my head,...
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She'll never know..
It really sucks to see him, being the player and jerk that he is, toy with your emotions. I feel like a benchwarmer, while he’s the player playing the game. The same game he plays with every girl, one that always ends in heartbreaks. It really sucks to see you fall for this guy because I know you deserve better. Even though, “better” might not be me I’d rather watch a...
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dear favourite internet friend,
since you being basically my only internet friend, i guess that makes you my favourite one too :) i’m not the type of person who opens up to people that easily, especially to people on the internet. but i have to say, you are one heck of a nice guy and i’m glad i “met” you. speaking of “meeting” you, lets recap on it? i remember going through tumblr, and coming...
You know what’s killing me right now is the fact that I’m sitting here, listening to music, watching a movie and talking to people but yet still I can’t stop thinking about you. I want to stop. On some days I even find myself wishing I never met you, but that’s just a horrible idea because you’re still a great person, amazing actually. What hurts me the most though is...