Advice to guys
Tell her you think she’s cool.
Tell her why you think she’s so cool.
Smell her hair.
Talk to her in movie theatres.
Pick her up and pretend you’re going to throw her in the river; she’ll scream and fight you but secretly, she’ll love it.
Hold her hand and skip.
Hold her hand and run.
Just hold her hand.
Pick flowers from other people's gardens and give them to her.
Tell her she's pretty.
Let her pay if she wants to.
Introduce her to your friends as The coolest girl you know.
Sit in the park and talk to her.
Just talk to her.
Take her to the library
Take her anywhere.
Tell her dirty jokes.
Tell her happy stories.
Tell her sad stories.
Just tell her your stories.
Tell her anything.
Tell her stupid jokes.
Write poems about her.
Just walk with her.
Throw pebbles at her window.
When she starts swearing at you, ... tell her you love her.
Take her to shows of bands she’s never heard of.
Hold her hand in the mosh pit.
Let her fall asleep in your arms.
Call her.
Call her back if she calls you.
Sing to her, no matter how bad you are.
Carve your names into a tree.
Get her mad, then kiss her.
Give her piggy-back rides.
Go see her band play even if they really suck, and tell her they were great.
Give her space if she needs it.
Push her on swings.
Stay up with her all night when she’s sick.
Make up pet names for her, but cool ones, not sappy ones.
Teach her guitar.
Lend her your CDs.
Write on her.
Write about her.
Make her mix-tapes.
Write her letters.
Take her to cool shops, and let her take you to even cooler ones.
Just hang out with her.
Listen to all the bands she mentions.
Don’t tell her that her favorite bands suck.
When she’s sad, hang out with her or stay on the phone with her, even if she’s not saying anything.
Buy her ice cream.
Let her take all the photos of you she wants.
Look into her eyes.
Slow dance with her,even if the music is fast.
Tell her a secret.
Kiss her in the rain.
Just kiss her.
Trust her.
Love her.
Be yourself around her.
Cherish her.
When you fall in love with her » tell her!
Found that in Kat's journal, thought it was pretty cute.
Anyway, I suppose you want to know about my life. Well right now I've been scared to death because I don't know if Ben will be going to James Madison or not. But I'm trying to focus on more positive things. Anyway, he gave me a really nice bracelet and a cute stuffed cat for Christmas. My parents got me an iPod for Christmas. Yes, I was spoiled. It was really nice. :)
Anyway, I guess this Kat and Megan vs. Katie crap is still going on. It makes me want to scream. Of course I didn't do that. As always I released my emotions by writing a poem. It is untitled as of right now.
Finding life in the middle.
Ground in between the fight.
Battle rages on either side,
Anger in the neutral.
Why the war?
Why the hatred?
Why the anger, the wrath?
Why the clash and brawl?
I am finding myself
Betwixt and between,
Gunfire from both sides,
Expecting me to be bullet proof.
I am weary of this combat,
I grow tired of rivalry.
I am looking for resolution
And find none before me.
Anyway, I will scream if the next time I see one of them they go off on how Katie's a whore or Kat and Megan are bitches. 'Cause they're still all my friends even if they are all fucked up.
Tell her why you think she’s so cool.
Smell her hair.
Talk to her in movie theatres.
Pick her up and pretend you’re going to throw her in the river; she’ll scream and fight you but secretly, she’ll love it.
Hold her hand and skip.
Hold her hand and run.
Just hold her hand.
Pick flowers from other people's gardens and give them to her.
Tell her she's pretty.
Let her pay if she wants to.
Introduce her to your friends as The coolest girl you know.
Sit in the park and talk to her.
Just talk to her.
Take her to the library
Take her anywhere.
Tell her dirty jokes.
Tell her happy stories.
Tell her sad stories.
Just tell her your stories.
Tell her anything.
Tell her stupid jokes.
Write poems about her.
Just walk with her.
Throw pebbles at her window.
When she starts swearing at you, ... tell her you love her.
Take her to shows of bands she’s never heard of.
Hold her hand in the mosh pit.
Let her fall asleep in your arms.
Call her.
Call her back if she calls you.
Sing to her, no matter how bad you are.
Carve your names into a tree.
Get her mad, then kiss her.
Give her piggy-back rides.
Go see her band play even if they really suck, and tell her they were great.
Give her space if she needs it.
Push her on swings.
Stay up with her all night when she’s sick.
Make up pet names for her, but cool ones, not sappy ones.
Teach her guitar.
Lend her your CDs.
Write on her.
Write about her.
Make her mix-tapes.
Write her letters.
Take her to cool shops, and let her take you to even cooler ones.
Just hang out with her.
Listen to all the bands she mentions.
Don’t tell her that her favorite bands suck.
When she’s sad, hang out with her or stay on the phone with her, even if she’s not saying anything.
Buy her ice cream.
Let her take all the photos of you she wants.
Look into her eyes.
Slow dance with her,even if the music is fast.
Tell her a secret.
Kiss her in the rain.
Just kiss her.
Trust her.
Love her.
Be yourself around her.
Cherish her.
When you fall in love with her » tell her!
Found that in Kat's journal, thought it was pretty cute.
Anyway, I suppose you want to know about my life. Well right now I've been scared to death because I don't know if Ben will be going to James Madison or not. But I'm trying to focus on more positive things. Anyway, he gave me a really nice bracelet and a cute stuffed cat for Christmas. My parents got me an iPod for Christmas. Yes, I was spoiled. It was really nice. :)
Anyway, I guess this Kat and Megan vs. Katie crap is still going on. It makes me want to scream. Of course I didn't do that. As always I released my emotions by writing a poem. It is untitled as of right now.
Finding life in the middle.
Ground in between the fight.
Battle rages on either side,
Anger in the neutral.
Why the war?
Why the hatred?
Why the anger, the wrath?
Why the clash and brawl?
I am finding myself
Betwixt and between,
Gunfire from both sides,
Expecting me to be bullet proof.
I am weary of this combat,
I grow tired of rivalry.
I am looking for resolution
And find none before me.
Anyway, I will scream if the next time I see one of them they go off on how Katie's a whore or Kat and Megan are bitches. 'Cause they're still all my friends even if they are all fucked up.