i want one of those guy best friends where like we would have days dedicated for jst the two of us and it wouldnt be awkward or nothin. like you wouldnt mind if it was jst the two of us and we jst cruised somewhere. i want it to be where people think we’re dating when we’re not and people would give us shit for it, but we know that all we are is best friends yeknnow ? i guess i had something close to this, buuuut shit happens.. aiidanno, i jst wanted one of those fairytale FRIENDSHIPS*
To players, we're hot. To perverts, we're sexy. To adults, we're cute. To relatives, we're adorable. To dumbasses, we're fine. To each other, we're pretty. To gentlemen, we're goregeous. To the right guys, we're beautiful. But to ourselves, we ugly as fuck.
aiidanno if i like it or not. like i admit, i was tryna keep this distance becos i wanted to be my own person and i wanted people to notice me as jessica pak and not as anybody else or anything else. yeknnow ? but like aiidanno, we’re drifting now and aiidanno if i like it or not. your going back to your old friends even though they do stuff to you they shouldnt do. i try to talk to you about it, but i cant make you do anything you dont wanna do. i wont tell you not to be their friends or anything cos its your choice, but i jst want you to watch out cos i dont wanna see you get hurt yeknnow ? even though we won’t be as close as before, know i’ll always be here for you when your other friends wont be. ALWAYS*
on the way home from bellows the other day, i saw maybe 4 or 5 homeless people on the side of the roads with signs that say “please help. Godbless” or something along the lines of that. I wonder if they actually believed in God before they were put out on the streets. i wonder if they even believe in God now or if its jst on their signs to get money yeknnow ? aiidanno jst some thoughts of mine
I hate how you make me smile. I hate how every time your name is mentioned, my stomach churns and my heart starts racing. I hate how we're not even friends. I hate how we look each other straight in the eye and don't say a word. I hate how I try so hard to mean something to you. And I hate the fact that I can't stop thinking about you, because it kills me inside knowing that I'm nothing to you.
LOVE VS. SEX: A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he was waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely. The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98% of teenagers will not stand up for God? Repost this as Love vs. Sex if you truly believe in God. PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what and if you stand up for him he will stand up for you. I bet 93% of the people that read this wont repost it. I read this and reposted it. Well I bet you read this note because of the title, didn't you?
I don't know. I need your boring voice to put me to sleep. Wanna tell me a story? Hehehe.
Hahah, you're lucky that you're cute. How about I read you Dear John.
- Boy reads Dear John-
- 15 minutes later-
Hahah, you always knock out within 15 minutes. Your snores are cute. Babe, I really love you. I really do. Sometimes I might show that I dont give a fuck. But I do. I never want to lose you. I know it's cheesy, but this is how I feel. This is REAL. I know I'm not the best thing out there, but I'm trying to be one of your best ever. Thank you babe, thank you for choosing a messed up guy like me to be your boyfriend. Thank you for being mine. I honestly can't see myself with anyone else but you babe. I know I say I love you too many times, but each time I say it, my feeling grows more & more for you. Thanks for listening babe. I'll still be on the phone if you need anything. Goodnight babe & sweet dreams. I won't let the bed bugs bite you.