Plain and simple.

I love you.


Plain and simple.


Whoever you are, where ever you are.


Broken, Bruised, Hurt, and Crying, I Love You.


Please, love yourself too.


You are beautiful.

get mad

I understand why you get mad at me when I don't accept your compliments.

But it's a reflex now, to say "not really," when someone says I'm pretty.
I don't even think about it anymore, I just say it.
I wish I could believe you.

There's a girl I met this year.

She's always telling people how beautiful they are, or that they've done something to make her smile, or that she loves them.

She is always making people feel better. And after reading this site, I know why.

You never know when someone is hurting. Give someone a compliment.

You might save their life.

why

The other day, someone ("x") asked me why I'm always smiling and in a good mood.

But all I do, is bottle up my tears until I go home or hit the road or  shower or sleep.

I love children.

Not because they're sweet, or cute, or ignorant about life.

I love them because they always say what's on their mind, and they don't lie or hide things.

That's more than I can say for the rest of the world.

I started getting sick again this year.

I'm behind on work, my grades are going down.

The other day after class, my teacher stopped me and told me she knows what I'm going through.

She looked me in the eyes and said "You're too young to be miserable".

I went home and cried. She's right.

don't say bye

You ask why I don't say bye.

Reason is because I never want you to leave me.

Our whole school is puzzled about the suicide of this one girl.

We're confused because she was always hugging people and giving them compliments.

But then we realized, we never returned the favor.

There's this girl who sits alone in the library.

A few tables over is a group of jocks who go up to her and tease and make fun of her.

She just brushes it off.

I yelled at them, they just laughed at me but I honestly don't care.

My secret? I go to the library everyday to check on her.

needs to know

This probably won't matter, but someone needs to know.

I will be dead in 8 months.

I'm sorry world, you hit me with one too many stones.

I honestly can't wait for it; I'll finally be safe.

texting late

Whenever we are texting late at night, I tell you I think you should go to bed.

You always agree.

You don't know how much it would mean to me if you said that you'd rather stay up and talk to me.

adopted a teenage girl

Me and my husband recently adopted a teenage girl.

Last night I brought her a cup of tea to her room and she started crying.

I asked her what was wrong and she said that that was the kindest thing anyone had ever done for her.

I wish that people so young didn't have to suffer, it's not right.

I discovered something today.

To get my crush to like me, I don't need to change.

I don't have to spend hours on my hair, wear makeup, or go shopping for the newest clothes. 

I just have to be me.And nobody but me.

If he can't accept me, then I can't accept him. Remember, being yourself is the way to find who truly cares for you.

past..

I write my secrets on pieces of paper, fold them into origami swans, and give them to my friends.

Nobody ever opens origami swans.

beep beep

The truth is, I'm not mad at you.

I just hate the fact that every time your name lights up on my phone, I fall for you a little bit harder.

And every time my name lights up on your phone... 
well, I'm just another girl you talk to...

I have many girl-friends... what makes us special....

answered my phone

You got angry when I answered my phone during class.

You gave me a huge lecture about respect and so on.

I politely listened and stayed quiet.

You want to know why I answered my phone? It was my aunt calling to tell me my twin brother didn't make it out of surgery this morning.

D*mn I have to stop

I' ll do anything to talk to you.

Even if it means nothing to you, it means the world to me.

one of the reasons I love rain

I love taking showers and walking alone in the rain.

It's the only time I can cry without millions of questions or anyone noticing.

The only time I can scream out my feelings, say what I want to.

I've gotten too good at lying. I can't always be perfectly fine or okay.

Oh, how I love the rain.

I'm sorry if you think I'm immature.

But the only reason why I can't ever throw out that old teddy bear of mine is because it's the only thing that comforts me when I cry at night when nobody else does.

msn!!!

I wait for you to send me an IM* first and I get butterflies in my stomach when you do. 

Every time. 

You have this unbelievable effect on me.

*instant message