About me: you can tell from the scars on my arms and the cracks on my hips and the dents in my car and the blisters on my lips that i'm not the carefullest of girls. you can tell from the glass on the floor and the strings that are breaking and i keep on breaking more and it looks like i am shaking but it's just the temperature and then again if it were any colder i could disengage, if i were any older i could act my age but i don't think that you'd believe me IT'S NOT THE WAY I'M MEANT TO BE, it's just the way the operation made me. and you can tell from the from the state of my room that they let me out too soon and the pills that i ate came a couple years too late and i've got some issues to work through, there i go again, pretending to be you, make-believing that i have a soul beneath the surface, trying to convinve you it was accidentally on purpose. i am not so serious, this passion is a plagiarism, i might join your century but only on a rare occasion. i was taken out before the labor pains set in and now behold the world's accident, i am the girl anachronism. and you can tell by the reds in my eyes and the bruises on my thighs and the knots in my hair and the bathtub full of flies that i'm not right now at all, there i go again, pretending that i'll fall, don't call the doctors 'cause they've seen it all before, they'll say JUST LET HER CRASH AND BURN - SHE'LL LEARN, the attention just encourages her. and you can tell from the full body-cast that you're sorry that you asked though you did everything you could like any decent person would, but i might be catching so don't touch, you'll start believing you're immune to gravity and stuff, don't get me wet because the bandages will all come off. and you can tell from the smoke at the stake that the current state is critical, well it is the little things, for instance in the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses, please excuse her for the day, its just the way the medication makes her. i don't necessarily believe there is a cure for thi so i might join your century but only as a doubtful guest. i was too precarious removed as a caesarian, behold the worlds worst accident, I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM.
I find so much irony in Dallas Green's lyrics that connect with you in several aspects. For starters... I remember when I first heard him. You told me to download the, "Sometimes" album for you. I did, sent it to you. Then listened for myself, ultimately changing my life entirely. Hello, I'm In Delaware reminds me of you the most though. I miss ya bud! I will see you again a long time from now...
remember when alan threw my cat hat on top of the parking garage thingy at your apartment? lol everyone thought it was so funny except for me lol idk why i just remember that, but it made me smile. i wish you were here.
im thankful to have met you. im thankful that you talked your dad into letting you go to myrtle beach with me. im thankful we got to spend a week together & have the time of our lifes. im thankful youre no longer suffering. im thankful to have such a special angel watching over me. im thankful for all the memories i made with you. i miss you so much girl. luh ya<3
and i finally got on it and was so excited to comment you until i read the comments below me.. i was crushed and shocked.. i mean you were one of my favorite people to talk. well im just... speechless.. well hope you are doing really good in up there. you are beautiful inside and out. i miss you nonononicole. may rest in peace. i hope i can see you soon. <3
i remember you and i always talked about charm school and i love money. & we couldnt wait for megan wants a millonaire. but you passed the day before it aired. TURNS OUT THEY CANCELED THE SHOW! cos one of the guys that didnt win, went on i love money 3, won, went to vegas, married a stripper, then killed her, then killed himself. so they stopped showings megan, and they arnt gonna air i love money 3. bull shit, i know! i wonder if you where watching him as he killed her. can you do that? haha creeppy, i hope you where lol. i love you to the heavens and back! bitch!