and if a girl steals your man.. there is no better revenge than to let her keep him because no good man can ever be stolen you hate me, she hates me, he hates me, they hate me.. why? cause i've probably been the selfish me i love to be, and stolen someone away from you. just as a challenge.. then i brush them to the side and really never talk to them much again. i was tired of playing helpless little girl. i was sick of having my heart broken.. it was time for me to do stuff like the boys do..lead 'em on and ditch 'em. and who's phone never stops ringing? mine. because i learned how to play the game.
every moment can be nothing more than the moment in which it is, it cannot be changed, altered or wished away, it simply is the moment, and perfect it is, and you are in it's perfection, part of it, you make it what it is completing its perfection. today i'll walk there's nothing here left for me but empty promises and the thought of all the things i'm never getting back..you came, you saw, you conquered & i'm left here guessing what went wrong yeah i'm down..but not out, and far from done
i know i've made alot of mistakesdisapointments and failures But I PROMISE you there's a part of me actually worth keeping
and you can't deny everywhere; you see my face and hear my name; and it eats you up inside
& just because we've grown a little distant.. you cant forget the people you shared the most amazing times with in your entire life. this ones to the girls who absolutely make me realize that when it comes down to it.. they'll be there no matter what | 
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