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♥Young And Stupid
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Created on 2004-10-18 21:37:29 (#4874991), last updated 2004-11-20
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| Name: | ♥Raechel |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 02-28 |
| Location: | Marstons Mills, Massachusetts, United States |
| Website: | ♥LostLife |
A part of me wants to go back. A part of me wants to move forawrd. The majority of me wants to stay right here, right now, and live every second of my life. I try to drown out the first two parts, and live with the majority.That is the only way I can be truly happy and be able to live without regrets. What you read in my journal will be truths, lies, and pure human emotion. Me discovering my life as it happens. That's all I can really say...
♥♥♥-Rae
She is in his arms. So young, so inexperienced, she tries to be someone everyone knows she is not. She feels his breath, soft and warm against her skin as he whispers in her ear. She feels the steady beat of his heart against her chest. She wants to stop time, and lay like this forever, feeling the tap of his fingers on her back as he keeps time to the beat of the music that she can barely hear in the background. He kisses her forehead, and she feels inferior to this boy of seventeen. He did it purposely, as if to convince her of his control over her. But of this she is already aware. She knows she is digging deeper and deeper into the hole of her heart, just to find a rock in the way of her path to happiness. His kiss is too strong, his arms too tight around her fragile body, but at the time she doesn’t notice, doesn’t care, because this boy has had an effect on her. At that moment, and that moment only, she thinks there is a chance of enduring happiness. This distorted version of reality is exactly what he wants her to feel. He makes his move. But she is smart, she has been here before. She stops him. He is fazed for a moment, and anger portrays on his face. He wipes it away, and kisses her. As insecure as she is, she accepts his kiss. She doesn’t want him angry, she only wants respect. This is the kind of boy that does not give respect, and she recognizes this, but she doesn’t heed. She only wants him to love her.
♥♥♥-Rae
She is in his arms. So young, so inexperienced, she tries to be someone everyone knows she is not. She feels his breath, soft and warm against her skin as he whispers in her ear. She feels the steady beat of his heart against her chest. She wants to stop time, and lay like this forever, feeling the tap of his fingers on her back as he keeps time to the beat of the music that she can barely hear in the background. He kisses her forehead, and she feels inferior to this boy of seventeen. He did it purposely, as if to convince her of his control over her. But of this she is already aware. She knows she is digging deeper and deeper into the hole of her heart, just to find a rock in the way of her path to happiness. His kiss is too strong, his arms too tight around her fragile body, but at the time she doesn’t notice, doesn’t care, because this boy has had an effect on her. At that moment, and that moment only, she thinks there is a chance of enduring happiness. This distorted version of reality is exactly what he wants her to feel. He makes his move. But she is smart, she has been here before. She stops him. He is fazed for a moment, and anger portrays on his face. He wipes it away, and kisses her. As insecure as she is, she accepts his kiss. She doesn’t want him angry, she only wants respect. This is the kind of boy that does not give respect, and she recognizes this, but she doesn’t heed. She only wants him to love her.
Interests (42):
arcades, atreyu, avenged sevenfold, being happy, billy talent, blink182, boxcar racer, cartoons, catch22, cheap motel rooms, coheed&cambria, dead flowers, dead kennedys, dippin dots, drive in movies, emo music, eskimo kisses, fall out boy, flaming lips, guttermouth, holding hands, hugs, kissing, late night phone calls, lies, messy cursive, pet stores, placebo, playing in puddles, polariods, public transportation, purses, rain, romance, secrets, smoothies, stationary, the distillers, the eightees, the misfits, transplants, ♥
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