Speak to me through mumbled words of love and potential. Let me know, our future together could be very well possible. Cause your smiles are contagious, and your laugh, the sweetest tune ive ever put my ears to.

For thee I love and only thee I desire, no one else, could ever float my heart any higher. Thus you I crave, and you il save in my soul, till we grow old and brittle, and we are weak and little, but strong as long as we have each other.

Love is immortal, and I could never imagine forgetting you. You bring sunshine to my eyes, that havent seen beems like that since a long while ago. You are my once upon a time, so all I ask of you, will you be my now and forever? Then let us live happily ever after.

I dont think I could ever quit cigarettes when you're around, cuz we always smoke one after. A mutual ritual. All the engery from making love calls for a light bit of menthal or marb. Or both! And when we kiss it sends shivers up my spine like the first cig of the day and the first kiss ever had.  When we make love we move as one like a wave. We are an ocean, we are a mid summers breeze just drifting along. And babe I know its cliche but when we make love all I want to say is "I love you"

"You dont know what your mouth says"
I scream into the darkness.
Tripping over the drugs
I take to cover up the pain,
The pain of 15-16 years of verbal abuse.
My own family,
You took me, adopted me,
You should have known the risk.
Your words left scars,
Left tears the stained,
And wholes never mendened
Everytime you told me youd stop
But you didnt.
And soon it began to feel like I was
Never enough...
Not good enough of a daughter,
Not good at picking friends or the person I dated.
Not good at getting ok grades.
Not enought in general.
And now,
Thats how I usually feel
When im supposed to feel good.
Im not enough for you or anyone.
Till I met him. ..
He tore out all the pain
He stripped away all the fear
All the yelling and cornering,
And replaced it with love.
Now I am healing
And my scars pealing in to
Someone beauitful

Here I am,
and here you are,
here, we are...together.
Together entwined,
Together I am yours,
and you are mine.
Cute as ****,
******* the system,
Crazy, loud and proud.
A twisted little love story,
So lets start somewhere in the middle,
Where I can't help but stare,
and you can't help but care.
Cause from the moment I saw you,
I liked you...
I liked your leather jacket,
I liked you devilish smerk,
but most of all,
I loved how you wear your heart,
on you sleave.
How you show people you care.
And I want you to know,
Regardless,
I'll always be there.

Life has NEVER been easy,
But that’s why FRIENDS exist…
They say
“Bros before Hoes” and
“Chicks before *****”,
but there will come a day
where those sayings
will be HARD to go by,
and still keep EVERYONE you love happy.
In the end,
both matter…
still
“When we grow up
(if we ever do)
and I’m getting married to God knows who…
I want you standing right beside me,
giving me the ‘ok’
to say my ‘I do’.”
Because you were there long before any promise ring,
and you saw me through EVERYTHING!
So this is for all my sisters
and all my brothers,
You mean so much to be,
and you all are everything I wish to be someday.
I love you guys too much.

(By: Alex)
How?
How can this be?
We, us, I.
Live in a world of infamy?
For me more empathy or more sorrow strenghening hate and dreadfullness.

How?
How do I cope?
How can I cope with this misery and sorrow I had so abruptly put upon me.
I feel like there is no end.
No end to this constant pain the world has so dreadfully put upon us.
Must we live in a world filled with hate and sadness.
So like I said, is there no end?

But yet we try.
Try so hard and dearly to end this madness that was cursed upon us in this time of sorrow.
Yet I ask again how do I, we cope with this?

How?

(By: Bex)
How?
How he asks me,
Do we make the pain end?
So I look him in the eyes,
And I say, "Love,
Love my dear,
will conquer all doubt,
all fear, and all pain"
For every woman knows,
Behind a man who can only stay strong
for so long...
There is a woman who will rise above
when he calls on her.
Love is to never give up,
because "how" is a word,
that say's "I probably can't,
it's Impossible"
But we, my dear
are indeed possible!

That **** world keeps trying to end itself. Everyone seems to think the solution to pollution is put more terrible **** on top to cover up the fact that things won't get better that way. No drug can fix me, No amount of ***** could be the cure, and no matter how many packs of Marb's I smoke, It won't get rid of the stress and the worry. All I want for anyone, is to keep them safe, I guess that's why I want to be a mother when I grow up. Guess you could say I want to be like Mother Nature, cause it's natural for me to protect, even if it hurts me in someway. But somehow I let people pollute me, I even end up doing that myself. I'm so sick of black lungs, sore throats, hangovers, come-downs, etc, etc, etc. Maybe that's why I think the world is trying to end itself, the fact that being clean, isn't always exceptable. Given I'm not sure I could get clean. Never was the type to be "lemony fresh" type, cause sometimes the pollution works, but only a temporary fix. So knowing that we think if we end, we will start all over, but none of us know if we really will. For some that dawn is too much of a risk, cause they think the grass won't be greener. Others try so hard to end. And we are torn.