lady ace of spades's blog: "the angsty poems from day-to-day"

i wish some people would do this... ladies: this will make you tear up :) ¢¾ fellas: read it, all of it! :) 1-touch her waist 2-talk to her 3-share secrets 4-give her your jacket or t-shirt 5-kiss her slowly ARE YOU REMEMBERING THIS? 6-hug her 7-hold her 8-laugh with her 9-invite her somewhere 10-let her be with you when you're with your friends KEEP READING 11-smile with her 12-take pics with her 13-pull her onto your lap 14-when she says she loves you more, deny it. fight back 15-when her friends say i love her more than you, deny it. fight back and hug her tight so she cant get to her friends. it makes her feel loved ARE YOU THINKING OF SOMEONE? 16-always hug her and say "i love you" when you see her 17-kiss her unexpectedly 18-HUG HER FROM BEHIND AROUND THE WAIST! 19-tell her shes beautiful! 20-tell her the way you feel about her! OH AND ONE LAST THING YOU NEED TO SHOW HER YOU MEAN IT 21-Open doors for her, walk her to her car- it makes her feel protected, plus it never hurt to act like a gentleman 22-Tell her she means everything to you, but mean it 23-if it seems like there is something wrong, ask her- if she denies something being wrong, it means she doesn't want to talk about it- so just hug her 24-make her feel loved 25-kiss her infront of other girls you know WE MIGHT DENY IT BUT WE LOVE IT WHEN YOU TICKLE US 26-don't lie to her!! 27-dont cheat on her!!!!! 28-take her anywhere she wants 29-txt messege or call her in the morning and tell her have a good day at school, and how much you miss her!!!!!! 30-be there for her when ever she needs you, & even when she doesn't need you, just be there so she'll know that she can always count on you!!!!!!!!! ARE YOU STILL READING THIS? YOU BETTER BE, IT'S IMPORTANT 31. Hold her close when she's cold so she can hold you too. 32. When you are alone hold her close and kiss her. 33. Kiss her on the cheek; (it will give her the hint that you want to kiss her). 34. While in the movie, put your arm around her and then she will automatically put her head on your shoulder, then lean in and tilt her chin up and kiss her lightly.!!! 35. Dont ever tell her to leave even jokingly or act like you're mad. If shes upset, comfort her REMEMBER ALL THESE THINGS WHEN YOU ARE WITH HER NEXT 36. When people diss her, stand up for her. 37. Look deep into her eyes and tell her you love her. 38. Lay down under the stars and put her head on your chest so she can listen to the steady beat of your heart, Link your fingers together while you whisper to her as she rests her eyes and listens to you. 39. When walking next to each other grab her hand!!!!! honestly, how hard is it? 40. When you hug her hold her in your arms as long as possible MAKE SURE SHE KNOWS SHES LOVED 41. CALL her at night to wish her sweet dreams. 42. Comfort her when she cries and wipe away her tears. 43. Take her for long walks at night. 44. Always Remind her how much you love her. you`ll never know when she needs just a lil more love repost this in 20 sec. or you will lose the one you care about the most! ¢¾ Guys Repost: "i would do this for her" Girls Repost: "44 things a girl would die for"

here's the latest stuff from my school just to entertain you: *my college counselor turned in her resignation and up and left school one day. *this bitch, hannah, asked my friend thomas out. her reason is cuz they're "such good friends" and they're bound to end up gettin married (cuz she cant get a guy and he JUST broke up wit kitty) *school sucks, everyone wanted a snow day today but NOOOO (i lied, everyone was DEPENDING on a snow day) *ben dumped leah to go out wit lindsay. leah put up wit a ton of his shit and now she's better off. and that's basically it... sorry boys, no cam tonight, too much homework. whoot!

we went through difficult times and to hearts we may lie but then i realized i'll love you to and past the day i die

forgotten again left behind, as your car pulls away, trailing tail lights. left... in a pool of golden lights with the anxiety of a singer on stage... and just as many nerves. "dead to me" you said that's what i am... dead to you. left behind for the last time, there is no noise only a pool of pain.

dont expect me to be the one to save you... i cant save myself. dont expect me to be your wings... i'm not whole. dont expect me to be everything you want... i'm not perfect. dont expect me to let you use me... it hurts to know. dont expect me to know everything... i have feelings too. dont expect me to be ok wit this... i cant forget you.

the words rise in an angry fever tearing at my mind at our silver tie... turn your back on me. am i... forgotten? harsher words follow a scream, a slap tears fall as i'm begging... grab your keys. am i... forgotten? thunder steps in the rain leaving me in the doorway gravel crunching and a car door slamming... back away from me and leave. have i been... forgotten...?

surge of emotion tears fill my eyes one crack two a spider web a shatter and a clink... broken once more... tears and sobs mixed with fake smiles and pretend happiness but inside a desire to die... another love another heartbreak.

celebrate the day... i go down, drown'd by my weight of emotional amusement parks. celebrate the day... the knife cuts, slut's throat wide open pouring the blood free. celebrate the day... the screams sing, ring'd in every ear within the goddamn'd neighborhood. celebrate the day i wont be here celebrate the day you forget me celebrate the day you wont shed a tear celebrate the day you dont see me celebrate the day i said my final goodbye celebrate the fuckin day i die.

my emotions have built i'm ridden with guilt the wall i've built crumbles under your hilt.

A horizon of ruler-straight angles and pointed rooftops clutter a sunset no one watches. Rooftop after identical rooftop, and mine is no different; flat with a view of black skyscrapers with right angle edges against a palate of colors. Honking reaches me ears along with screeching rubber and a crash abandoned. No accident this time. In my peaceful mind’s eye, I can see identical women wearing black knee-length skirts, white shirts, black jackets and high heels to run to catch buses, trains, taxis and carpools. You wonder how many are running home to their kids, their husbands, their TVs, or their pets. You wonder how many will have dates tonight in clown-caked faces and how V-neck dresses. Women these days wear too much makeup. Men, running here and there in their suits or their sweat-drenched shirts in hard hats, will go home and boast to their friends about how they’ll get laid tonight by some new “chick” they’ll pick up at the hot, new club somewhere in the sea of neon lights. You wonder how many just had their hearts broken and are trying to move on (then you wonder how many actually WILL go out or if they’ll stay home crying and trying to fix things; they won’t publicly admit to any of it either) or if they’re all jerks that live for one-night stands. You can almost hear the whistles from the men, their heads turning to watch as women walk by and you can almost feel and see the excitement of being noticed, her eyes slyly and flirtatiously landing on his and they keep walking away from each other in hopes of seeing each other again someday. I am guilty of doing the same as attractive members of the opposite sex wander past me and of watching women in high heels walk as fast as they can, leaving me to wonder how they can stand those shoes all DAY! The clipclipclip of high heels talk to me only to be interrupted by rude HONK! HONK! The normal beat of the normal city street, a routine never broken nor could it ever be. The routine goes on as the sun lowers itself past the horizon. The buildings’ lights come on just as the stars wink faintly at us from their celestial beds.