Entry #Seventeen.


January 26th, 2008. Sunday afternoon. 2:33 P.M.
13 quotes and 13 pictures for us unlucky kids.



I see a sense of wonder deep inside your eyes as we're sparkling and twirling in the twilight and after three long years, I think that we both need this, so we seal the deal in the parking lot with a kiss. In the day by day collision called the art of growing up, there's an innocence we look for in the stars. To be taken back to younger days, when there was no giving up on the people we held closest to our hearts.

I wouldn't change a thing, I'd walk right back through the rain.
Back to every broken heart, on the day that it was breaking.
And I'd relive all the years, and be thankful for the tears
I've cried with every stumbled step, that led to you and got me here.



I lie on the grass, breathing in the silence, listening to the night, looking up at the stars. I look up at the night sky and I wonder about life, about you, about why I'm here. And I look up at those cold, beautiful stars, so far away, and I realize life has never seemed so big.

I've been driving for an hour just talking to the rain;
You say I've been driving you crazy and it's keeping you away.
So just give me one good reason,
Tell me why I should stay 'cause I don't wanna waste another moment
Saying things we never meant to say and I take it just a little bit;
I hold my breath and count to ten...
I've been waiting for a chance to let you in.

Don't pick up the phone, don't bother to look in my direction. I should have seen it all along. It's boys like you that make me think I'm better off home on a Saturday night, with all my doors locked up tight. I won't be thinking about you, baby. Forget everything you think you know about me.



I asked you what it was like to live, laugh, and die all in the same breath. You said, "It's like walking in December, while a million hearts explode within your chest and you don't care enough to feel it."

Then looking upwards, I strain my eyes and try to tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites from the passenger seat as you are driving me home. "Do they collide?" I ask and you smile, with my feet on the dashboard the world doesn't matter.



I never knew what one voice could do;
I was in heaven the moment I heard you.
My friends go out drinking and having fun -
I stay in bed with my headphones on.



I read the body count in the paper and
now it's written over my face.
No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter
Sometimes that's just the most comfortable place.



Blame it on the weather, but I'm a mess.
And this February darkness has me hating everyone.
And I know I need your comfort, but this drama makes me sick.
And the longer I lay here, I know it's harder to get up without you.

We are the middle children of history, raised by television to believe that someday we'll be millionaires and movie stars and rock stars, but we won't. And we're just learning this fact. So don't fuck with us.

There's a girl who sits under the bleachers, just another day. Eating alone. And though she smiles, there is something just hiding and she can't find a way to relate. She'll just go unnoticed as the crowd passes by. And she'll pretend to be busy when inside, she just wants to cry. Then one day just the same as the last, just the days spent in counting in time, came a boy who sat under the bleachers, just a little bit further behind.



You were just a boy on a bed in a room,
like a kaleidoscope is a tube full of bits of broken glass.
But the way I saw you was pieces refracting the light,
shifting into an infinite universe of flowers and rainbows
and insects and planets, magical dividing cells, pictures no one else knew.



Credit for quotes;
x___dieromantic & burnsobrightquotes.

Credit for pictures;
burnsobrightquotes & ineloquenceANDanger___quotes.


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~Jessica, 2:56 P.M.

SIXTEEN!

New Year's Eve, 2007.
Only nine quotes. Sorry.



You told me that you want to die.
I said, "I've been there myself more than a few times."
And I go back every once in a while.  You called me lucky.
You said, "Tonight is a wonderful night to die."
I asked you how you could tell, you told me to look at the sky.
"Look at all those stars, look at how goddamn ugly the stars are."



We are terrible for each-other and yes, we are a disaster. But tell me your heart doesn't race for a hurricane or a burning building. I'd rather die terrified than live forever.



If you'll be my star, I'll be your sky.
You can hide underneath me and come out at night
When I turn jet black and you show off your light
I live to let you shine, I live to let you shine.



There's nothing like the deep breaths
after laughing that hard.
Nothing in the world like a sore stomach
for the right reasons.
-Perks of Being a Wallflower



Liars don't get second chances and secrets don't make friends,
So open up, spill your guts, make sure you make an honest mess.

Your t-shirt's white across your chest, loose around your neck. Your eyes come to rest on my face. In the market for solutions, you know, its so hard to find clear answers these days.

Was I ever crazy? Maybe. Or maybe life is...
Crazy isn't being broken or swallowing a dark secret.
It's you or me amplified.
If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it.
If you ever wished to be a child forever.



Stand and absorb all the scrapes of the land.
Stare harder, with intentions of figuring it all out
and then held for ransom,
Who would make this trade?
The blurring rails and power plants
have me thinking that I've lost the way.



So, what can we do?
Hold tight to a fist-full of memories
of laughter and lyrics and late-night giggling
that ushered in the story of a summer,
a summer that loved us all.




Credit goes to AcidQuotes and ItsACalamity.
Half of the quotes were leftover from a while ago so I really don't know who to credit them to. And every single picture is the same. Just comment and let me know if they're your's so I can give you proper credit.



-JESSICA.

Fourteen; December 17th.