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| Listen to my heart, Can you hear it sing? |
| Telling me to give you everything. |
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| Hey.. My name's Courtney! I am 15 years old and I go North Penn High School. I am crazy so don't think you can even understand me. I run track, take cosmetology as my major and I also do taekwondo on the side. I wouldn't consider myself a punk nor a prep. I am a mix of everything into one lovely scrumsious bundle. I listen to a lot of punk rock including Taking Back Sunday, AAR, Good Charlotte, The Ataris, Yellowcard, Tsunami Bomb, and Coheed and Cambria. I like comedies and action flicks... not so much Horror. EEK. I'm average. Oh, and I'm single. |
| My eyes burn from these tears, you think you'd learn over the years: Good things don't last forever. So what the hell am I suppose to do? You only wanted the things that I couldn't give you, and you had it all anyway. So take everything and leave me scrambling, reaching for something that wasn't there in the first place. Tell me I'm wrong when I say I can't expect you to stay forever with me. I live for the single moment. I take back everything I've said. You put those words on your lips as if they meant anything. Sometimes I feel I could drop off the face of the earth, it seems I do more harm then good. And I don't know if its worth me loosing sleep over this. So take everything and leave me scambling, reaching for something that wasn't there in the first place. |
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