Suicide Girls !

Jumm!

I am outside,And I've been waiting for the sun.And with my wide eyes,I've seen worlds that don't belong.My mouth is dry,With words I cannot verbalize.Tell me why,We live like this.

I've hoped for change,

and it gets better everyday

I've hoped for change,but still

I feel the same

There's something wrong,cause everybody knows

That we can do this on our own!

And when it rains,
On this side of town it touches, everything.
Just say it again and mean it,
We don't miss a thing.
You made yourself a bed,
At the bottom of the blackest hole.
And convinced yourself,
That it's not the reason you don't see the sun anymore.
And oh, oh, how could you do it?
Oh I, I never saw it coming.
Oh, oh, I need the ending.
So why can't you stay,
Just long enough to explain?
And when it rains,
Will you always find an escape?
Just running away,
From all of the ones who love you.
From everything.
You made yourself a bed,
At the bottom of the blackest hole.
And you'll sleep 'til May,
And you'll say that you don't want to see the sun anymore.
And oh, oh, how could you do it?
Oh I, I never saw it coming.
Oh, oh, I need the ending.
So why can't you stay,
Just long enough to explain?
Take your time.
Take my time.
Take these chances to turn it around (take your time).
Take these chances, we'll make it somehow.
And take these chances to turn it around (take my...).
Just turn it around.
Oh, how could you do it?
Oh I, I never saw it coming.
Oh, oh, how could you do it?
Oh I, I never saw it coming.
Oh, oh, how could you do it?
Oh I, I never saw it coming.
Oh, oh I need an ending.
So why can't you stay,
Just long enough to explain?
You can take your time.
Take my time.

We've tied our pain below & no one ever has to know, that inside we're broken.

he always said she should have tried crying

blaming him, as she was lying down,

So Fucking Pretty.

We've tried so hard to understand, but we can't.

We held the world out in our hands and you ran away!

Miss Mosh.

I am finding out that maybe I was wrongThat I've fallen down and I can't do this aloneStay with me, this is what I need, please?Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to youWe could sing our own but what would it be without you?I am nothing now and it's been so longSince I've heard the sound, the sound of my only hopeThis time I will be listening.Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to youWe could sing our own but what would it be without you?This heart, it beats, beats for only youThis heart, it beats, beats for only youThis heart, it beats, beats for only youMy heart is your'sThis heart, it beats, beats for only youMy heart is your's.

Maybe, if my heart stopped beatingit
wont hurt this much
And never will i have to
answer again to anyone
Please don't get me wrong!
Because i'll never let this go
but i can't find the words to tell you
I don't want to be alone
but now i feel like i don't know you
One day you'll get sick of
saying everything is alright
And by then i'm sure i'll be pretending
just like i am tonight
Please don't get me wrong!

I slipped down the stairs

Tripped over your fragile egoI slipped down the hallway

Right into the web (?)

And you never said that you meant to save someone

Somebody just like me

And you never told me you wanted to love someone

Somebody just like me

You locked all the doors

You felt it was safer that way

You put up a wall

And now you’re whole world is caving in.

#.

Él, con su pañuelo en el cuello, pelo despeinado con un aire de rebeldía excitante y su infaltable campera de cuero que su padre le había regalado para su cumpleaños número 17.Vos, con tu vestido recién comprado convinándolo con unos zapatos negros, un espeso rojo en tus sensuales labios y un peinado adecuado al momento.

Después de mucho mirarse, desearse, deciden avanzar, paso tras paso. Se acercan, se saludan, hablan. Hablan, hablan y hablan durante horas, pero cada vez más cerca. Llega un punto que notas que puedes oír su respiración, de todas formas no te disgusta, es más te agrada, te gusta. Te sientes atraída hacia el, no puedes evitarlo. Sera su mirada? Su andar? Sea lo que sea, es bueno. El te habla y vos te quedas pasmada con los movimientos de su boca, no lo escuchas, solo lo aprecias.En esa época todo el mundo lo tildaría de rebelde sin causa, sobre todo tus conservadores padres. Sin embargo, no puedes resistirte.

El también muestra un cierto interés, lo notas al verlo sonreír, le cuesta demostrarlo obviamente, en esos tiempos es difícil encontrar algún William Shakespeare suelto, merodeando por ahí, el hace lo que puede, y a ti te basta con eso.En una de sus particulares y exclusivas salidas, el te tomó de la mano, vos muerta de emoción gritas por dentro y se te escapa una malvada risa de placer y felicidad, que muy pocas son tan afortunadas de tener. El no lo notó, solo sonrió. Los dos muy acaramelados, la pasan bien juntos, se divierten juntos, son como diría tu abuela: "Son tal para cual ".

De cualquier forma los dos se habían dado cuenta de eso.Sin embargo, en algún momento en esta relación tendría que subirse el tono, capaz que vos no lo entendés, ni pensaste en ello, pero el si. Te acompaña a tu casa como todo caballero y al notar que no estaba el auto de tus padres.. te dice con una sonrisa pecaminosa: "Puedo entrar?" Tu no ves porque no, así que lo dejas entrar.

Lo invitas un café sin tener la mínima idea de lo que estaba por ocurrir, terminan el café. Los dos sentados en el sillón, el pone su mano en tu rodilla, miras su mano, levantas la cabeza y lo miras directo a los ojos, el baja la mirada, vuelve a subirla y te da un beso. Un beso al principio medio incomodo, que después empiezas a disfrutar, un beso interminable, de cualquier forma no querías, ni pretendías que termine.Una cosa llevo a la otra, terminan los dos en la cama de tus padres, desnudos y dormidos.
Despiertas, procurando no despertarlo, ni olvidar nunca todo lo vivido en esas horas, miras por la ventana con los ojos entre cerrados y lo ves, si al auto de tu padre, un descapotable pintado con un verde metalizado entrando por el garage.

Dakota rose *w*