Showing posts with label 6wordmemoirs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 6wordmemoirs. Show all posts

Sunday, 8 August 2010

Self discovery



I haven't really been around lately. I'm spending some time trying to figure out who I am and what I want. It's quite an interesting experience for me. Oh, and also, I'm sick. Which is really inconvenient at the moment, considering all the assessment tasks tomorrow =S. But yeah, I'm sorta studying around it. And like, I've finished most of everything before this weekend (it's called being organised :L)

So yeah, on my journey to finding myself, and I stumble upon the words of my friends over at smithteens and postsecret.
And somehow, things are starting to be okay. =)



"It's not complicated. I'm just lonely." - J600y3

"Sometimes I lose both my minds." - DancesWithDisaster

"Danced alone in the rain today." - LendMeYourHeart?

"Save an egg. Crack a smile." - nancyhae



"I looked up.
Saw a spider.
And screamed.
Where did my manlyness go?
...More importantly.
Where did the fucking spider go!?" - LasVegas

"I regret my childhood. Oh well." - staring_longingly

"Gravity: Thanks for holding me down." - DanielleBlews

"Is this nothingness I feel depression?" - XxmoonbeamxX



"We are the people our parents warned us about.

- Jimmy Buffett" - J600y3

"Do you think he'll notice today?" - liesonthebackofmyhand

"Number three on school's weird list." - poetic justiss

"I'm always too willing to forgive, to fall right back into what used to be." - harrypotterstarz



"Remembering you is ruining loving him." - pb&j

"Momentary happiness in Hell. How ironic." - SilverFireRing

"Why cry when everything is perfect?" - Music's Note

"She Counts Calories. I Count Stars." - cookies.make.me.happy


"Accidentally said I loved him. Shit" - BehindMyBlueEyes

"Grandma's in the fucking hospital again." - erikamargery

"Like an untenderized steak... life's tough." - sparxsollaria

"Relatively happy. Probably related to avoidance." - Lucy Golightly

Tuesday, 22 December 2009

Still shamelessly flogging smithmag. =)


Resolution: this year, keep my resolutions
- KaleidoscopeEyes

Ok, so, as we all know, I am a huge 6 word memoir fan. No? We hadn't figured that out yet? Hmm.

Anyways! They're doing this thingo this year about 6 word resolutions.
So... I thought I'd tell you some of my favourites.
And ask you, very kindly, to comment with one of your new year's resolutions.

I'll post my resolutions for the new year another time. -) (<- cyclops) No complaining. At least until March - Janet3457


Please don't stop falling in love. - Nadia


I'll act more and react less. - Joshua J


Get more than six words published. - Lacy Foland


More outdoors and less computer clicking. - Nancy L


Admit once my wife is "right." - Robert Epstein


Stop counting carbohydrates; start counting blessings. - Susan Breeden


I will bend and not break.- Marcia Gaye


I will stop mocking sparkly vampires - RhondaParish


Get off computer, go to sleep. - Liz


Truthfully answer, "What do you want?" - Katie


Give up: procrastination, confrontation, frustration, convention. - Katie


This year, I'm only saying yes. - quin browne


Maybe I'll stop saying maybe... maybe - TaNkGirrrl


Finish novel. Find agent. Get published. - Rebeca Schiller


Maybe just floss regularly, for starters. - Nancy L


Will do more "wants", fewer "shoulds" - Christine Jungle


To worry less and love more. - SabrinaAnna


To see ordinary days as treasures. - Lori Thatcher


Make my family smile more often. - David L Tamarin


Resolution: To make better 2011 resolutions. - Micah Schow

Friday, 13 November 2009

Are you beauty or the beast?

Confession #62: I have self adequacy issues.

“I didn’t know quite what to say, sometimes words get in the way.”

"Not confident- just loud and outrageous" - bounce

There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard,
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart,

Our dreams, and they are made out of real things,
Like a shoebox of photographs,
With sepiatone loving,

Love is the answer
At least for most of the questions in my heart,
Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?

It's not always easy,
And sometimes life can be deceiving,
I'll tell you one thing, its always better when we're together


MMM, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together


And all of these moments
Just might find their way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone,
When the morning light sings

And brings new things,
But tomorrow night you see
That they'll be gone too,
Too many things I have to do,

But if all of these dreams might find their way
Into my day to day scene
I'll be under the impression,
I was somewhere in-between

With only two,
Just me and you
Not so many things we got to do,
Or places we got to be
We'll sit beneath the mango tree now


Yeah, it's always better when we're together
MMM, We're somewhere in-between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together


MmMMmm MmMMm MmMMm
I believe in memories
They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when, and when I wake up,
You look so pretty sleeping next to me

But there is not enough time,
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing,
We're better together


"Beatles were right; life went on"

"... maybe I should see a counsellor"

"Eating twisties to taste like him"

"He wore my favourite smile today"

"Hello and welcome to original sin"

"Shit happens and people get hurt"

"Beautiful beyond all possible previous beauties"

"Leaving doesn't make your problems disappear"

"A fool in love with words"

"Set everyone in my dream allight."

"Not failing; making room for improvement."

"Spamming mind. Filtering through junk thoughts."

"Felt fat. Ate another cookie. Smiled"

"She's loud.
No, she's just pretending"

"'Don't do this.' You always do"

"Wanna hear something perfectly crazy?
Love"

"Average girl turned extraordinary through love"

"I'll be special if you want"

"Denying it. It's not going away"

"Don't feel beautiful without my mask"


PS: I love you.

Wednesday, 19 August 2009

Life by numbers

#64694
I'm not perfect but I'm happy
I know I have my flaws
Yeah, I have a lot of them
But my imperfections are what makes me who I am
I may be loud, I may talk to much
and I may tell you to smile when you're just not in the mood
But I'm happy
So maybe you should try being unperfect too
Unperfect and smiling.
#51972
This girl forgotten was finally remembered
She's the girl everyone stopped caring about
At some point in time, she just ceased to matter
And it hurt her so much
Everyone, everyone she had trusted
They turned around and walked away
She didn't matter!
And then, one day, some one remembered her
And it was okay now
She had been remembered
#40497
Everything changes. Everything remains the same.
I'm scared of change.
And yes, some changes are good.
Some changes are encouraged.
Some changes actually help.
And then some changes. Just don't.
What if things change and they get worse?
Are we supposed to just accept it?
Do we look for reasons?
Do others thing get better for it?
#41443
Deteriorating differences between right and wrong
Everything changed for them
All of the lines blurred
Suddenlyit was okay to defy gravity
To go against everything they stood for
These people were infinite
They weren't bound by the same rules as everyone else
They didn't need to listen
There was nothing left between right and wrong.
#49286
Wishing I wasn't quite so manipulative
What would happen, if I left everything alone
If I let everyone do what they wanted to
If I stopped getting involved
If I stopped figuring everything out for everyone
If I stopped puppeting my world
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad
Letting people make their own decisions
Instead of deciding everything myself
#51967
She only has faith in love
And she's tried everything
She used to talk to God every night
She'd stay up late at nights and pray
She's been through all the religions she knows
And then she fell in love
She doesn't need anyone to talk to
And she doesn't have anything to ask for.
Because he's there, and that's all that matters.
#51959
Losing control. Learning to let go
So I'm going to let go of everything I don't want
I'm going to let go of my hold
Over everyone and everything in my life
Of everything I don't want
I'm going to let it all go
I'm going to lose control of it all
And it's going to be okay
#56324
She has stretchmarks on her dreams
Someone who always has to change for other people
Often finds that she must compromise herself
Her dreams must stretch
They must make room for others
And that's okay
It is her decision
But one day, she'll make her own dreams come true
#53894
The girl who plays with fire
That's me.
I'm the girl who never lets fear govern who am I
I play with things I shouldn't
I meddle with fate
I get involved in things that need to be left alone
And there's always some consequences
But some of them are good
So I'll keep playing with fire
#58766
I'm a hugger. Everyone hates it.
Oh yeah, that's me.
I'm the one you never want to be stuck next to
Who will hug you at every opportuniy
I'm the one who misses you when I don't get to touch you
Who likes being close to people.
And yeah, everyone hates it
But that's just me
#60646
Everything about him is perfectly beautiful.
He always knew what to say
And it was always the sweetest thing
Sometimes, she would be startled by what he said
Expecting him to say the perfect cliche
And then he'd say something better
But she got used to it
Him being perfect
And she could never give it up
#63427
Please love me despite my past
We all have a few skeletons in our closet
And sure, maybe mine are a little scarier than others
And maybe I need some help with them
And yes! That is intimidating!
But I don't ask for much
Some people have a lot to deal with
I just have some bumps on my road, that's all
Love me anyway?

Sunday, 16 August 2009

Famousness.

I have excitingimundo news.

Smithteens emailed me! And they told me I am for sure in the book =) and they're giving me a free copy =).
AND AND you know that video I was making a while back? I made you guys choose the memoir? I can be my own superhero?
Yeah, well, oh ssnappe, it is the memoir after Taylor Swift in the video. (Yes, I feel famous right now)

Anyways!! LINK to video. (awful song they used =S)

And tell me your favourite memoir. I'm curious.

Thursday, 23 July 2009

Future perfect

Hello.
My name is Ebony.
And I am amazingly cool.

I'm in one of my insanely weird moods again.
I think it's this song.
Or, you know, my day.
But more the song.
"I'm restless. You need some caffeine"

Humdizzle.

High like kings without any weed - Witty Ginger
Holding onto the best thing;
Hope - Galaxy
Only one condition:
Smile for me - Like.A.Kite
She's falling; nobody's gonna catch her - TicTac
I KNOW I'M NOT PRETTY ENOUGH - shhhhme
It was cheesy. Loved every second - Galaxy
I meant it. You are sexy. - shhhhme
You have to understand: I'm human - WittyGinger
I am always dreaming of you - invisiblesunset
No one does "loser" like me - bam
Yet another failed attempt to fly - crippled soul
You broke all those pinky promises - imissyoueternally
Watched you all day. Hunter. Prey. - Galaxy
Take my hand; We're leaving tonight - WittyGinger
My heart has seizures around him - Shades of Blue
Studying verb tenses, liked "future perfect" - she's our witch

Okay, I'm done now.
Hope you like memoirs =)

Tuesday, 30 June 2009

Welcome to Square one.

Hello sunshines,

I need help. Not mental help. (Don't argue that, I'm NOT a weirdo)
I need YOUR help choosing my favouritistymo memoir.
Because I want to make a sorta video about it. A video promoting our book. Our book that is coming out on September 1st (!!).
Anyways. Yes. Favourite Memoir. I have a shortlist!

And here it is:
Deteriorating differences between right and wrong.
My hand has holes for yours.
Smiling at random people without reason.
Finding my place, my voice, myself.
You're my angel with broken wings.
Flying away on their whispered words.
I smiled, and was finally beautiful.
Genuine smiles in an artificial world.
Square one is getting awfully familiar.
Put away your umbrella and dance.
Lost teddy. Now I hug air.
You are everything. Everything is you.
I've never seen you without wings.
Planted hope. Forgot to water it.
If beauty is time, you're eternity.
Permanent smile from thinking of him.
Never wanted to be "normal" anyway...
Who says 'fat' can't be beautiful?
Resolution: Smile everyday for no reason.
In my dreams we dance together.
Rewriting my life. Including fairytale ending.
He saw something nobody else did.
Girl overlooked got her fairytale ending.
Sometimes, life sucks. I'll smile anyway.
Following my heart. Ignoring the rules.
You're dying. I'm not ready yet.
I see beauty in everything ugly.
I can be my own superhero.


Please write me a shortlist of your favourite 5-10. I will put all my little lists together to pick my fave :L
The current faves are: Planted hope. Forgot to water it. and I can be my own superhero.


HELP ME! HELP ME!
Thankyou sunshines.

Monday, 29 June 2009

Full time friend

Always better with writing than speaking - coulda.been.a.comet

If every text message I sent made you happy, I would spend every last cent of my money on credit, and text you every night and day. If every song I sang made you smile, I'd call you in the middle of the night and sing to you.

But I don't know how to make you happy. I don't how to make you look in the mirror and believe that you're beautiful. I don't know how to make you love that person you see looking back at you.

But I love them. With every last piece of me I love that person, and I'm trying to make you love them too. You didn't know why I loved you, so I wrote you a list. You didn't feel beautiful, so I told you everyday.

I guess I've gotten to the point where, I don't know what more I can do.



I watched Juno last night. This song is awesome =)
And and, it reminds me of you...


You're a part time lover and a full time friend
The monkey on you're back is the latest trend
I don't see what anyone can see,
In anyone else but you

I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see,
In anyone else but you

Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
I don't see what anyone can see,
In anyone else but you

The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't, you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see,
In anyone else but you

I will find my nitch in your car
With my mp3 DVD rumple-packed guitar
I don't see what anyone can see,
In anyone else but you

Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu du

Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, start
Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart
I don't see what anyone can see,
In anyone else but you

You are always trying to keep it real
I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone can see,
In anyone else but you

We both have shiny happy fits of rage
You want more fans, I want more stage
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you

Don Quixote was a steel driving man.
My name is Adam I'm your biggest fan
I don't see what anyone can see,
In anyone else but you

Squinched up your face and did a dance
You shook a little turd out of the bottom of your pants
I don't see what anyone can see,
In anyone else but you

Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu du
But you

Thursday, 18 June 2009

Worth every single mistake.


Hello, and welcome to June 18.
Otherwise known as Day 62. If you're weird...
I am blogging because:
a. I've been lazy lately.
b. My last blog didn't count.
c. Today is June 18.
d. I'm bored
e. I may have stuff to say.
Clearly, that's a lot of reasons.
Also, if you read this entire post, every single word, you will understand the title :L. That's right, you read it!

"Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-colour boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-colour boxes, with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself a 64-colour box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colours like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-colour boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colours of like, of feeling, or articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-colour type, I'm like "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "No - I want magenta!""
- John Mayer.

I am a gust of wind. That swooshing feeling that makes you feel all cold, and run for shelter. The one that everyone wants to get away from, and they're glad when it's gone. The loud, gushing wind that numbs your fingers and itches at your eyeballs.
I don't want to be a gust.
I used to want to be a whirlwind. You know, one of those winds that fly in and everything changes in relation to them, and when they leave, everything is noticeably different.
I've changed my mind.
I want to be a zephyr. That slight breeze that you can barely feel, in fact, sometimes you don't notice it's there. But if you look for it, you will find it, and it will always be there. Gently cooling and heating, adding that little bit to your day.
I know I'll never be a zephyr. I think I was made to be a gust. But I'd like to be a zephyr, it would be nice to be a zephyr.

I knew before I told you. I knew before I told any of them. I knew before I told myself. I knew because when I closed my eyes, I saw it. I knew because that night changed my life. Actually, I knew because it didn't. And I didn't tell them about that either. Because I can't believe that I am really that person. But I knew. Oh yeah, I knew.

I am a very strong believer in the fact that everything in life can be explained by a happysad cartoon. Or a memoir. Or an episode of NCIS/Gilmore Girls. In fact, life can be explained relatively easily. I don't know why people tell me that life is complicated. People are complicated, life is simple. Sometimes it sucks, sometimes there's nothing you can do, sometimes you can't make your own choices, but it's always simple. If our drama play has taught me anything, it's that little decisions make a difference, and maybe that changes everything. But maybe we make bigger decision that are more important. And that's all that matters.

He calmed me down. That's amazing - crippled soul
I've used that memoir on here before, but I meant it in another way. I just want to bring your attention to the fact that HE CALMED ME DOWN. Because, for me, being calm is a very rare occurance, but he did it!
Usually, when I get that way, it takes about 24 hours for me to snap out of it, and be okay. Either that or a nervous breakdown. Neither are very nice. Obviously.
Instead, he took my 24 hours and made them perfect. I don't know how, and I don't know why, I just know that that's amazing. He's amazing.

And maybe everyone in the world who feels the need to give me their opinion has a point. BUT maybe I do actually know what I'm doing. In fact, maybe, I am actually capable of running my own life, and making my own decisions. Maybe I'm capable of judging character. And maybe, just maybe, I know when I'm happy.
Because I can tell you that I have not been so happy in a really long time. I mean, look at my life. Seriously, take a look. And be very very jealous. Because yes, I dare say, it is currently perfect. Sure, we freak out about assignments all being due, and only passing English by 4%, and not having time to do everything we want to. But this is perfection. I know who I am, and more than that, I love who I am. Finally.

Tuesday, 16 June 2009

Stalkers are underrated.

Dear secret smithteens stalker,
COOL!! YOU FOUND ME!!
GMH was introduced to me by Anna, in one of hermemoirs under Tic2daTac. Read through and you will find it!
Also, thankyou for stalking me.
Anyways, this doesn't really count as a blog, but I just wanted to say hi to my stalker. Hi!

Sunday, 17 May 2009

Favourites.

My second memoir account, Just another girl, is finally over.
(Yup, that's how cool I am)
(Or I just think too much :L)

ANYWAYS, in celebration (beause it's a big deal to me), I am going to share with you my VERY FAVOURITE memoirs =D (there's a lot. bear with it. or skip to the end.)

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Was a star. Fell. For you.

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It's okay, the voices talk back.
.

I'll breathe every breath for you.
.

Wish on stars that look happy
.

Tripped, fell over, got up again.
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Living life as a hopeless romantic.
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Planted hope. Forgot to water it.
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I'm lonely. Nothing severe; just lonely.
.

We're just the dreamers of tomorrow.
.

This memoir will bring you luck.
.

Even the best fall down sometimes.
.

Hopeless romantic fell in love... again.
.

Wanna sell my life on ebay.
.

Maybe it shouldn't be about him...
.

All in favour of murdering Monday?
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My life is on repeat. Again.
.

Second best isn't so bad afterall.
.

I am glass. Fragile, neglected, breaking.
.

I'm fading out. No one's noticing.
.

His smile puts stars to shame.
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I get lost in the crowd.
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I'm a dreamer because of him.
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Just another girl on a journey.
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They see ugly. I see beauty.
.

Every single word it's own lullaby.
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Constantly questioning myself, never finding answers.
.

Wrote his name in chocolate topping.
.

The phone's never been for me.
.

Dad doesn't wish me goodnight anymore.
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Getting in deeper all the time.
.

I was overdue for a breakdown.
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I've never seen you without wings.
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Stumbled upon crosswords. chose dead end.
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Got into an arguement with fate.
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Love life, on a good day.
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I can feel myself falling again.
.

Somehow, I'll forever be a dreamer.
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I think it's sort of beautiful.
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I'm hiding behind this loquacious disguise.
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More broken than their eyes see.
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Walk towards the edge and jump.
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Hold my hand and just run.
.

Everything hurts. But hurts so nice.
.

I should be grateful. I'm not.
.

You smile. I cry. You laugh.
.

You patch my holes by smiling.
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Writing it down. Letting it go.
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Acting like nothing happened; fooling nobody.
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Time runs out; but words prevail.
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Wished for him. Again. Still waiting.
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Fake smile to hide the pain.
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No on wants my hugs anymore.
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I am stronger than you think.
.

Lost teddy. Now I hug air.
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"Theres nothing wrong with you." Thankyou
.

Those stars shine just like you.
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Sold my soul to the moon.
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Salty raindrops falling down my face.
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Each star, another wish for him.
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Putting a pricetag on my soul.
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If I smile, I won't bleed.
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Only an echo of old emotions.
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Watching the clock tick to 11:11.
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You jump, I jump, got it?
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Love telling secrets. Nobody like listening.
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Up all night, rewriting my life.
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The bridge between cooties and kisses.
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Please be stars and not aeroplanes.
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Clouds block stars. No wishes tonight.
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If you get lost, find me.
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Today's horoscope: "Rethink something quite important."
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Saying plans aloud. Hearing God laugh.
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This hell that some call "home"
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Maybe you're bored. I'm nothing special.
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I'm the girl you forgot about.
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Something is missing. Maybe it's me.
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Put your umbrella away and dance.
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I'd wait forever just for you.
.

Life brings frown. He returns smile.
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Still finding out who I am.
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I see beyond a pretty face.
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My life's crossroads has traffic lights.
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We over analysed each other together.
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Despite best efforts, still had fun.
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hopeless romantic searching for naive perfection.
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Genuine smiles in an artificial world.
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Rain falling from sky and eyes.
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Would the world jump for me?
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Maybe I'm beautiful on the inside.
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Maybe I just really... need him?
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Suddenly my mind is episdn umop.
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Subtle was never my strong point.
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Square one is getting awfully familiar.
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Tears became longing. Longing became heartache.
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All I know is you're beautiful.
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Smile at me. I'll smile back.
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Look at all the pretty people...
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August 12 2007. Somewhere around 7.
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Each tear. More beautiful than before.
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you didn't love me
I finally did.
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I couldn't; but I died trying.
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How can someone be so empty?
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I believe in better than reality.
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My superhero with a rusty cape.
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Notice: This soul is under construction.
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With broken hearts and shattered dreams.
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I believe in impossibilities and miracles.
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Just another girl hiding from life.
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Self destruciton is not an option.
.

I'm learning to believe in myself.
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24 hours: successfully destroyed every friendship.
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The girl who finds life beautiful.
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Dear destiny,
I surrender. You win.
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I don't even like myself anymore.
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We exchanged secrets and song lyrics.
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Running far enough to be missed.
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I smiled, and was finally beautiful.
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11:05... I'll stay awake to wish.
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Flying away on their whispered words.
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I miss the girl I was.
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I talk to God a lot.
.

You're my angel with broken wings.
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I cried.
I cry a lot...
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I'm drowning, but still ever silent.
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Finding my place, my voice, myself.
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I'm an artist without the art.
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One persn can't make a difference...
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I believe that you are amazing.
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With crumpled secrets in my pockets...
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Like everytime a rain drop falls...
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Things no one seems to notice.
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Failing to conserve even small secrets.
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There are voices in my head.
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Words change. Nothing else ever does.
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Dream catcher. Dream maker. Dream believer.
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I need hot chocolate and cookies.
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What if the shoe doesn't fit?
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The pain is not worth it.
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My hand has holes for yours.
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Deteriorating differenced between right and wrong.
.

Now my feet are all cold.
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Living for him.
He's living for me.
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I want to be a sunflower.
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One day, I'll sparkkle for you.
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Both in love with other people.
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Don't make me look away again.
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It hurts to say "just friends"
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Exchanging secret whispers and silly smiles.
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And then my heart went crazy...
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Right there in front of me...
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Every smile sparkles like diamond nights.
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Forgot to sleep. Remembered to dream.
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I wonder what you keep hidden...
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Dear smile,
It's been a while.
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Everything comes down to this moment.
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I hurt you to save myself.

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ANND!!! (I'm putting this here cuz I want it all here. I only found it yesterday.)

OK, this is a part of my book that I wrote back in January on my holiday, loosely based around two people. This is Elle and Luke's meet cute. The first person it's based around was someone I almost met in QLD :L, the second person is the one who gave Luke his mystery. Enjoy part one:

I was just walking through the class room as a shortcut, I didn't expect to see anyone in there. But as I walked in, I saw someone sitting on a chair in the corner, spinning around. He didn't seem to have a problem with me being there, so I kept moving, but I watched him. Each time he got to my direction he would lock eyes with me, until his face was out of view; constantly spinning, repeating the cycle each time. I can't say I noticed much of what he looked like.. just that he seemed sad, and a little surprised. But people didn't normally cut through classrooms, so that was to be expected. I didn't really think anything of it.

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Part two:

Weird that someone I had never seen before that day was suddenly everywhere I went. I guess it's that way with everything. Once you start looking for it, you find it. I don't think I was exactly looking for him, but I found him alright. The second time was in the office. I was walking through to get out of school, and he was hanging around looking at pictures on the wall. As I walked in, he looked up boredly, but then changed to… happy? It wasn't a startled change of expression either, just a gradual one, but there was definitely a change. We locked eyes again, for as long as his position would allow, before he refocused his attention on the pictures.

The third time I say him was at sport. We were just minding our business playing a game of hockey when a basketball intruded on our game. Everyone looked up just in time to see him run in to grab it. He picked up the ball, looked at me, then walked back to his game with an apologetic nod to our teacher. I'd never before noticed how quiet he was. That even in his apology he didn't utter a single word.

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Part three: (Good things take time)

"You're quiet." I said to him. He looked up, but he didn't seem surprised, he just nodded. "Why?" I prompted.

"Nothin' to say" he said, and looked down again. I sat down next to him.

"But you must have thoughts, right?" he nodded again, "Why don't you voice them?"

"People don't wanna hear" he said, still not looking at me.

"Doesn't stop me" I laughed

He smiled and looed at me "Yeah, I noticed"

"Noticed? When?" It's not like I'd been very chatty when I saw him

"I've noticed you" he blushed and looked down again.

"In a creepy way?" I made a move to leave.

"No" he looked up to check that I was staying "It's just… you intrigue me" I looked at him questioningly "I admire your confidence" he clarified.

"As in my voicing my opinion no matter whether people want to hear it? That's not confidence, that's arrogance" I smiled

"Yeah" he looked reminiscent "Still wish I had it"

I moved my head around to look at him "If you ever need to voice your opinion, come find me, okay?"

He nodded "I will"

"Good" I stood up, and started to walk, then hesitated

"Luke" he said. I looked down to see him smiling at my confused look. "My name is Luke Moore." He clarified

"Elle" I said "How did you…?"

He simply shrugged, still smiling.

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Was it worth the three parts?

It so was!!

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Ok, well, that's all I really wanted to say today.

Smile! =D