Sometimes life seems so unfortunate, that's why I don't give a shit. The poor stay poor, the rich get richer, it's just so disproportionate. You don't know just what I've gone through, that's why I would rather show you just how far that I can take it, every rule I'm breaking it
four4words:

Hey, Sup, ummm Hi?…I’ve had my eye on you for quite a while now, we always talk, but instead of making my situation easier, it’s getting more difficult. I see you in the halls every now and then and I give that quick glance, hoping that both of our eyes will meet and lock. I hope that with that glance, you understand what I’m trying to say and how I feel about you. I see you next to my locker, and I just stand there looking through the corner of my eye trying not to be seen, acting like some sort of James Bond. I ask myself, “Should I talk to her? What if I annoy her? What should I say?” I know we’ve never had a problem talking to each other before, but still these things play through my mind as if it were still the first time meeting you, what can I say? you give me more butterflies than my stomach can handle. Why is it so difficult to express how I feel about you? I sometimes wonder if even me just coming up to you giving you a simple, “Hey” will make your day. I wonder if you even feel the same way I do, that’s what scares me…not being loved, being alone. It’s easy to get attached, but harder to forget and love again, so ummm hi, can we talk just you and I?

-Ivan Aguado (FourWords)
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watermelon
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