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Bailey, Bails, Bailsters. Meh. I honestly don't care. 80's obsessed. ALL TIME LOW, The All - American Rejects, Paramore. Music is what keeps my heart beating. I can relate to the Joker. A lot. Taken. Dancing is fun. Writing keeps the blood pumping. BIG HAIR. NOT EMO. NOT SCENE. I AM NOTHING. MORE?!

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Site up: June 7th
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Layout up: December 31st
Created in: Photoshop CS4
Coded in: Notepad
Features: Tyson Ritter of The All-American Rejects
Lyrics: Back To Me - AAR
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kate, sarah, danii, sarah, meg, tabby, vicky, jess, esa, vincent, aly, courtney

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Everything on this site was made by ME unless otherwise stated. Please credit me if you use any of my content (unless I say you don't have to), no matter how crappy it is. If you steal anything, I will bite your head off and then spit it into a toilet and it shall never be seen again!

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D.W.

Why did you do this to me? Why DO you do this to me?

You're hurting me so much, and you don't know it. You really truly do not.

When we first met last year, I didn't think much of you, but gradually and slowly over time you began to run constantly through my mind. You wouldn't stop. Finally, it became too much for me to bare. I let my feelings show, not with words, but actions. We laughed, a lot. Almost enough to make a living being cry. My feelings only grew stronger. You seemed to get closer. Conversations seemed more in depth now. Not the silly little short ones that made us laugh, but more serious matters were starting to be taken into consideration. We were growing up. The childish kids we were, were now moving onto different and more complex thoughts. My feelings didn't change for you.

We hardly saw each other in the summer. When I saw your smile in that big crowd close to midnight, I swear, my heart stopped beating. I felt numb. You looked more mature, but you were still the same person I grew to love. The next day, we spent more time together, but things were different now. Something had changed again. Was it the maturity? I don't think so. I think it was the distance and the shock of seeing you again. Distance changes so much. Time goes by way too slowly, yet way too quickly at the same time.

About a month later, we saw each other again. I knew that I had been waiting for a long time for you to feel the same way I did. I started to give up. I cried. I thought, oh so deep thoughts. They wouldn't leave. I wanted them to go away, but they wouldn't, couldn't. I finally stopped. I thought everything was back to normal again, as it was before we met. Then you said it. Those words. How they hurt, oh how they hurt. They are burned into my memory. I remember the look on your face. Your sinister laugh. I didn't understand it. I just couldn't. How could anyone be so cruel? I honestly thought I would never speak to you again. I was so angered by you! I still am, but not as much.

Months later, we saw each other almost everyday. We still do. I almost cried when I first saw you walk into the room. I couldn't understand why this was happening. But, someone told me that we were meant to be. I didn't believe them, and I still don't. The feelings started to come back. The ones that made me hurt so deeply before. I guess I will find out what happens in the future. You seem to get extremely close, enough that you play with my mind. And then, you get so distant. I want to tell you this but don't know how. You looked me in the eyes today. After we were arguing. Those clear blue eyes you stared me down with made me stop breathing, made my heart stop beating, and made me forget about everything else as we had this one moment and stared at each others eyes. Seconds later, we started laughing. I just want you to know that I love you. You may never know that, because I know I just can't tell you. You are hurting me so much, but I love you anyway.

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