Just to Brighten Things Up.

Just a couple of quotes... (:
If someone throws skittles at me yelling, "Taste the freakin rainbow!" I'll throw MnMs back and yell, "I'm not afraid!"
"Girls do not dress for boys. Girls dress for fashion and for themselves. If girls dressed for boys, they'd walk around naked all the time." -Betsey Johnson
"A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, & leaves before she is left. when it comes down to it, i let them think what they want. if they care enough to bother with what i do, then i'm already better than them." -marilyn monroe
If you have any more UNIQUE ones that aren't as popular, but are still funny or inspirational, or anything, feel free to put it in the comments. (:
As always, with all my love,
StarFish.

I can delete his number off my phone, very easily actually.  I have twice.
Too bad I can't delete it from my mind.
...
Blaze, you do know the only reason I text you so much is because I desperately wish the old you would text back?
Love, StarFish

His Secret Smile

When I think of him, I think of when he would stop the kisses for a moment, and lean away.
He'd study my face intently, looking it over.
When he had thoroughly memorized it, a slight smile would start to appear.
It's difficult to describe but it was full of love.
The only time I ever saw that smile was when we were kissing, and he'd look at me.
No camera [to my knowledge] has caught that smile on film, but my eyes caught it and my mind certainly remembers it.
I miss that smile.
Love, StarFish.

Almost Lover

Your fingertips across my skin

The palm trees swaying in the wind images

You sang me spanish lullabies

The sweetest sadness in your eyes, clever trick

Well I'd never want to see you unhappy

I thought you'd want the same for me

Goodbye my almost lover

Goodbye my hopeless dream

I'm trying not to think about you

Can't you just let me be?

So long my luckless romance

My back is turned on you

Should've known you'd bring me heartache

Almost lovers always do

We walked along a crowded street

You took my hand and danced with me in the shade

And when you left you kissed my lips

You told me you would never ever forget these images, no

Well I'd never want to see you unhappy

I thought you'd want the same for me

Goodbye my almost lover

Goodbye my hopeless dream

I'm trying not to think about you

Can't you just let me be?

So long my luckless romance

My back is turned on you

Should've known you'd bring me heartache

Almost lovers always do

I cannot go to the ocean

I cannot try the streets at night

I cannot wake up in the morning

Without you on my mind

So you're gone and I'm haunted

And I bet you are just fine

Did I make it that easy to walk

Right in and out of my life?

Goodbye my almost lover

Goodbye my hopeless dream

I'm trying not to think about you

Why can't you just let me be?

So long my luckless romance

My back is turned on you

Should've known you'd bring me heartache

Almost lovers always do

Dear Stevie:

My dear Stevie,
We're best friends. Probably always will be. We're sisters in heart and in mind [if not in blood].  Therefore, I feel like I know you well enough to say what I'm about to say.
Something has to change. You fall into fatuation with some guy. You spark something up. You have a bittersweet romance and he ALWAYS ends up hurting you. You end up wanting to die.  I'm always there for you and I always will be but I hope you realize I'm running out of words that I can say to you.  I've said all I can think of and it never seems to be enough. And then the cycle starts all over again. I just want you to be more careful. More cautious.  Simply because I love you too much to continuously see you get hurt.  And hurt yourself. I want you happy, love. I always have.  You're making it so hard.
Love, StarFish.
ps. don't you wish that was us on that beach? (:

Forgotten Love

It somehow seems poetic to me that while my brother and his girlfriend are [most likely] getting it on downstairs, the nostalgic sister with her bittersweet memories is doing homework upstairs, with a blanket holding her instead of love.
However, I've decided that my love for Blaze isn't lost.  No love is ever lost.  Perhaps it's... forgotten.  It may never be remembered again.  Maybe it'll sit in a box in the lonely corner of my soul, collecting dust.  Maybe I'll look through the scrapbook sitting on top of the book, but I'll never look into the box again.  No, if the love in that box wants to be remembered, it'll have to be opened by someone else.
Love, StarFish.

Secret Three

While I'm at it... Secret Number Three.
I have always secretly believed in ghosts.  But I don't think...well. I think only the people that can't move on from earth but are good people are allowed to be ghosts, and they're nice.  And they miss life so they try to make our lives happier.  They try to help us in whatever way they can. I wonder how many ghosts have tried to help me? (:
Love, StarFish.

Secret Two

Secret Number Two:
When I give someone a nickname, I change their name in my phone to that. If something happens with that person I change it back.
I've changed Stevie's name to Char Char and Trace's name to Elephanto.
But I still haven't changed Blaze's name from Blazie.
Love, StarFish.

My First Kiss

So there I was, sitting in the movie theater with Stevie, watching the new movie Easy A, with my head on her shoulder, when a ridiculous amount of nostalgia hit me like a train.  I sat straight up because I didn't want the inevitable tears to spill onto Stevie's shirt.  What brought it on, I think, was that in the movie, the love interest Todd asked her if he could kiss her.  On the last day of May in the year twenty ten, I was at the park with Blaze.  My arms were around my knees and his arms were around me when he turned my head and whispered, "Can I?"  The same question had been asked an hour before, but this time I knew the answer. Scared to death but full of longing, our heads twisted, our eyes closed, and our lips met. Like the perfect moment of finding the puzzle pieces that fit together, our lips stayed, and it was magic. I was so innocent that night, and that one occurance that our friendship had building up to since the previous February blew my world off its axis and into his.  Our broken pieces fused and together we made one whole, beautiful person in love.  It was so amazing, the best night of my existense.  Since then, we've had so many kisses that that special one faded into the past.  But it will always and forever be special to me. 
So there I was in the movie theater, with the tears dripping off my nose and cheeks, staring at the screen but seeing that night.  Someone said something funny and Stevie laughed and I forced something out just slightly off time, and I wasn't sure if she had noticed the tears in the dark.  I took deep breaths and tried a smile.  Let's just say, it's been a slightly melancholy weekend.  I've spent it with friends but I still... I'm still melancholy.  Tomorrow's a new day and some tomorrow will bring me a new love.  For now, I can live in the past and remember the beautiful times.

why don't you talk to me?