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| maybe when i grow up i can be as rude, heartless, grotesque and stupid as you are. until then, i'll just be kasey.
1. Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies. I say, "It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step,The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman,That's me."
I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, "It's the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me."
Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them They say they still can't see. I say, "It's in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me."
Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed. I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing It ought to make you proud. I say,"It's in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need of my care, 'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me."
2. The caged bird sing with a fearful trill, of things unknown but longed for still. and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom.
3. I can write the saddest lines tonight. Write for example: ‘The night is fractured and they shiver, blue, those stars, in the distance’ The night wind turns in the sky and sings. I can write the saddest lines tonight. I loved her, sometimes she loved me too. On nights like these I held her in my arms. I kissed her greatly under the infinite sky. She loved me, sometimes I loved her too. How could I not have loved her huge, still eyes. I can write the saddest lines tonight. To think I don’t have her, to feel I have lost her. Hear the vast night, vaster without her. Lines fall on the soul like dew on the grass. What does it matter that I couldn’t keep her. The night is fractured and she is not with me. That is all. Someone sings far off. Far off, my soul is not content to have lost her. As though to reach her, my sight looks for her. My heart looks for her: she is not with me The same night whitens, in the same branches. We, from that time, we are not the same. I don’t love her, that’s certain, but how I loved her. My voice tried to find the breeze to reach her. Another’s kisses on her, like my kisses. Her voice, her bright body, infinite eyes. I don’t love her, that’s certain, but perhaps I love her. Love is brief: forgetting lasts so long. Since, on these nights, I held her in my arms, my soul is not content to have lost her. Though this is the last pain she will make me suffer, and these are the last lines I will write for her.
4. I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume My heart with its cruel Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
   
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So let`s say that theoretically I really like you & theoretically, even though it sounds moronically cliche & overused, you give me butterflies. & just for kicks, let`s add that - all in theory, of course - you may be one of the most wonderful people I have ever met, & hypothetically my heart beats ten times faster when I see you. Do you think that you would supposedly - & in the most theoretical sense - feel the same way? 
You have to learn from your mistakes & grow, & know that if it can happen once, it can happen twice.
  
I want someone to call me when I get bored, to sneak me junk food when I'm sick, to understand that I mean the opposite of what I say. Someone that will know how to cheer me up, that won't have overwhelming expectations of me, that will feel comfortable around my family. Just someone that truly enjoys my company as much as I enjoy theirs. 
The glass isn’t half empty & it isn’t half full, it’s a glass. & it has some water in it, big deal. I’m not optimistic, or non-optimistic. Life is what it is, what is good will always be good & what is bad will always be bad. No one can look at the bad & see the good, that’s why it’s bad. Contrary, the good is the good. No one can look at the good & get the bad, that’s why it’s good. It wouldn’t be so good if you could see the bad & it wouldn’t be so bad if you could see the good.
  
And don't tell me that you're not scared because I know that you are. I mean, I've known you too long and seen you push away too many good things to let you push me away right now.   
It's a crazy, messed up world and we're just floating around, waiting for someone to come along who can walk on water. I mean, look at me. I'm messed up, not the world. The world is just confused. And not the world, really, just the people in it.   
It was never about finding something better. It was about finding someone who wasn't so close to me. So that I could tell where I ended and he began. In many ways, I feel like you've partially invented me. And that scares me so much.   
I remember every word you said okay. I'm not that naive and I'm not that stupid I've been broken before, I can deal. I'm not scared of moving on with my life.   
Life is like a roller coaster, you have twists and turns, ups and downs, but you will never know when the ride will end so enjoy it.
 There's a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking.

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| they love each other and the words they sing there as beautiful as anything you could believe. 
it's cold outside, but between us, its worse in here.  
a guy can't hurt you if you don't let him.  
yes terrible things happen, but sometimes those terrible things; they save you.  
and watch heart break by the millions pretty girls and shallow boys floating up into the sky; disaster is at there feet. and clocks are ticking by there ears; this time is passing oh so fast. can you believe that the heartbreak comes in millions?  
there will be no way to fade away tonight. i'm watching the stars fall, making wishs by the millions.  

 

I’m not that good of a person. I make mistakes I have regrets. I act a lot slower than I really am. I cry. I laugh way to loud when something isn’t really that funny. And sometimes the mean things people say about me can really get to me. but im original, im me, no one else, not even close.  

 

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| it bothers me that he think i need protecting. i'm a big girl. i can handle myself better than ANY boy ever could. and i'm smart. i'm smarter than he is. i just suck at following direction. i don't like to do things any other way than my own. it's not my loss. i don't want to feel obligated to any guy. i do have love for him but i'm not in love with him and he shouldn't be mad at me for being honest. it's better than leading him on. he's just a child. ! :( and stop sending the same fxking text over and over! i'm not responding for a reason! shit! All we need is one night, To let go, Have fun, And be young, If only for one night. 
she glances in the mirror and throws her hair up ripped jeans, an old hoodie -- they're all she needs. she runs out the door, five minutes before class starts and arrives just as the bell rings, cheeks flushed she doesn't try that hard at school and she plays sports because she likes to have competition. her rooms a mess and her cell phone's always dead, but she just smiles ; she knows the world is hers she has her enemies, she's made mistakes and she knows it. but she doesn't care. she's happy with who she is and who she has-- because that's all she needs.
 
You know what's the most terrifying thing about admitting that you're in love? You're just naked. You put yourself in harm's way and you lay down all your defenses. No clothes, no weapons. Nowhere to hide, completely vulnerable. The only thing that makes it tolerable is to believe the other person loves you back and you can trust him not to hurt you. 
i'm so scared to be myself. i'm so outspoken and funny, i know. but it takes so damn long for me to be like that around someone. i really want him to see the real me. but i'm too afraid i won't be good enough, perfect enough.  
the best moments in reading are when you come across something--a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things that-- that you'd thought special, particular to you. and here it is, set down by someone else, a person you've never met, maybe even someone long dead. and its as if a hand has come out and taken yours.  
i'm sick of feeling like i'm some hopeless insecure girl who couldn't make you love her, even when you were the one who fucked up and didn't deserve me  
Letting go shows nothing but strength.
 a smile is a curve that sets everything straight.  
In a world where everyone is trying to stand out, The people who are just themselves, are the rarest and most unique.
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| I love what you are, and what you do and how you try. I've seen your kindness and your strength that carries you through. I've seen the best of you. I've seen the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. And i love you   
just once i want someone to look at me and right away think i'm beautiful. not after they get to know me, or after they see my soul, just me. i want to walk into a room && light it up.   
You deserve the right kind of love, the kind of love that makes you happy, the fantastic love that's in books and movies. Even if you aren't together forever, you'll want to look back and never regret falling in love with him. That's the kind of love we all deserve.   
i used to be afraid of being alone. but now i'm afraid because maybe that's how i like to be.   
Just because somebody flirts with you doesn't mean they like you. Just because somebody likes you doesn't mean they want to go out with you. Just because somebody goes out with you doesn't meant they love you. Just becasue somebody loves you doesn't mean they won't hurt you. Because people lie and things change. Boyfriends cheat, best friends leave, and there will always be those people that would kill to see you fall.   
the biggest mistake you can make is to drift apart from someone, who you once had the time of your life with.   
Friends aren’t supposed to be jealous when you meet a new guy. They’re supposed to ask if they have a brother.   
you go your way & i’ll go mine. & if one day we end up in each other's lives again then it will be beautiful. | | |
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