we rock ripped jeans & huge sunglasses
that go along with the screw you attitudes &
party hard personality & honestly

we don't care if we mean a thing to you

I've got more wit,
a better kiss, a hotter touch,
a better fuck
Than any girl you'll ever meet,
sweetie, you had me.

When men attempt bold gestures, generally it's considered romantic.
When women do it, it's often considered desperate or psychotic

I've found that when you want to know the truth about someone
that someone, is probably the last person you should ask.

So she`s the girl with her middle finger in the air;

because for the first time;  she just doesn`t care.

tough times do not last, but tough people do.

Fuck your past - don't let it fuck you.

No room for sadness or regrets, the past is gone.

She's learned that time makes you wish & truth makes you strong!

i want to start a dream that never ends, that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? Tha'ts where ill always love you.

I can’t stand the smell of smoke
But I bought myself a pack
Bummed a light from a stranger
Nearly choked from that first drag

And I hate the taste of whiskey
And this barroom ain’t my style
But I’ll try anything not to hurt for a while

When I was dating my last boyfriend, I used to constantly tell him to watch his language.  It was horrid!  Shit was the word he used the most, followed by the others.

When he broke up with me, I picked up on some pretty foul language.  My favorite, of course, became "fuck."  Not a word I ever would have said before.  But it's a part of my vocabulary now.

I ran into my last boyfriend yesterday and shocked the hell out of him after saying a few cuss words and showing absolutely no concern for his feelings when he started gushing sob stories about how much he missed me.

I told him to fuck off at first, but I can't ever be mean to him for long.  I gave him a hug…and a kiss…and I took him home for some, lets say, extracurricular activities. 

When he asked if we could get back together, I again told him to fuck off.  I reminded him of the flowers.  All I ever asked for were flowers, but he couldn’t take a couple minutes out of his day to buy me a damn bouquet!  He told me Valentines Day was coming.

He's a man.  He does not understand.  I don't want flowers on the day every other girl with a significant other gets flowers.  I want "just because" flowers.  Is that so much to ask?

Flowers aren't the only reason we're staying split up, but they are the one reason I like to talk about.  Such a simple thing - flowers.  The other reasons are much more complicated.