No, I don't know... maybe?

There for you.

"Sometimes I'm a selfish fake

You're always a true friend

And I don't deserve you

'Cause I'm not there for you

Please forgive me again


I wanna be there for you

someone you can come to

runs deeper than my bones

I wanna be there for you

I wanna be there for you


Swirling shades of blue

Slow dancing in your eyes

The sun kisses the earth

And I hush my urge to cry


I wanna be there for you

someone you can come to

runs deeper than my bones

I wanna be there for you

I wanna be there for you


'cause I hear the whispered words

In your masterpiece beautiful

You speak the unspeakable through

I love you too


I wanna be there for you

And be someone you can come to


I wanna be there for you

And be someone you can come to

The love runs deeper than my bones

I wanna be there for you ."

-Flyleaf,♥

The world used to be so clear...

and how its just hidden under a hazy cloud of confusion and school stress. I hate the way school has pretty much taken over my life - the way that there is always something that needs to be done, the way I procrastinate out of everything - I really need motivation; i'm never in the mood for school work - I even get in the mood to clean my room, which I suppose is a little bit productive rather than facebook, twitter, tumblr etc...

But I know school is almost over - like only one year to go and thats crazy that I am doing the HSC in only one year. School really should be my main priority but it’s hard to 100% focus on school.

School holidays

Woronora River with Ashley and Steph 15/07/2010.

School holidays are almost over - pretty devastated, these holidays have proved to be pretty good (for once) Haven't had too many bored days... but you know I also haven't done any school work; which I will begin to regret around Monday - night. But you know it's not Monday yet!

11:11 make a wish.

When the clock strikes 11:11 people all around the world make a wish, a wish upon something they want, need or know they cannot have but for some ridiculous reason still wish, for the same wish every single time. We all know that this wish that we wish for will not necessarily come true, but for some reason 11:11 is special, it marks a moment where everyone is completely honest with their wants and needs, not out loud, but its one step away from it.

Friends

"People who are aware of how retarted you are and still manage to be seen in public with you. People who make you laugh till you pee your pants. People who cry for you when one of your special items disappear. When you dont have enough money to get a ice cream, they chip in. Knows all of your internet passwords. Who would never make you cry just to be mean."
-Urban Dictionary.

I think I have a lot of friends that would fit this perfectly.

Fairytales - We all believed in them.

Fairy, princess, adventures, love, moral, mystical creatures, magic, journey, dreams, wishes, hero's - ♥

Fairy tales had become part of our childhood - watching 'Disney' movies, this gave us high expectations about our future life. Everything had to be perfect, when in reality it really isn't.

But having this belief, can be good but also bad. Good as in that this belief gives you relief, that reading them makes you feel happy, but not doubting your own life...but bad when you try to live up to fairytale expectations, when you will sadly be let down.

Personally, I love fairy tales - They are lovely, and remind you of your childhood and how much you used to love them, dress up as them for costume parties etc... those really were the days.

“There are two kinds of love…in the safe kind you look for someone who’s exactly like you. It’s what most folks settle for. But then there’s the other kind of love. Everyone’s born with a ragged edge, and some folks crave that piece that’s a perfect fit. You’ll search for it forever, if you have to. And if you’re lucky enough to find it, it looks so right, you start to tear at your own seams, thinking, maybe I could look just as perfect. But then, of course, when you try to get close to their other half, you don’t fit anymore. That kind of love…you come out of it a different person than you were when you started.”
— Jodi Picoult