I'll be your Punk Rock Princess
If you'll be my Garage Band King Sometimes, late at night I cry because I'm not popular here at Fanfiction. I weep, I cry, I sob. But someday, I'll write something really kickass and just win you all over. Mwaha. "go sell crazy somewhere else, we're all stocked up here" 'The Almighty tells me he can get me out of this mess, but he's pretty sure you're fucked (mwaha)'- Braveheart Dear Mr. Vernon: We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong, but we think you're crazy for making us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us: in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club. That's why they call them crushes. If they were easy, they'd call them something else. What was he wearing? Well, uh, let's see, he was wearing a red argyle sweater, and tan trousers, and red shoes....No, he's not retarded. On Fate You can't create fate cause then its not fate, its voodoo. Together we can own the Universe! You know this is what you want. You are one of the chosen, we both are. Seize your fate! Fate is what you call it when you don't know the name of the person screwing you over. I do not like to think that this great King, this great man, my father, is my enemy. And then for the sake of Avalon I must bring him down to nothing. I would rather love him, as all men do. I would like to look on my mother, Lady Morgaine, I would like to look on her who bore me, as my mother. Not as the priestess or the Goddess. I am so weary of Gods and Goddesses, I am weary of my fate Each card has its own name: The Magician; The Empress; The Fool; The Wheel of Fortune; Strength. They represent challanges and tests, twists of fate. No card is all good or all bad. Cards can be positive or negative depending on where they fall. When you read someone's future, they must think of a question. They must hold it in their mind. The cards read in sequence, each card leads to the next. We move from terror and loss to unexpected good fortune and out of darkness hope is born Fate works in really fucked up ways sometimes. There is fate, but it only takes you so far, because once you're there its up to you to make it happen On sex Women, you can't live with 'em and you can't have heterosexual sex without 'em. I didn't swear. GD. The first word is God. How can that be a swear word? It's the most popular word in the bible. The second word, damn, that's a perfectly good word, you hear it all the time, like they dam the river to keep it from flooding it. And you read in the Bible that some guy was damned for cheating or stealing or having sex in the family. And who damned him? Who else? God. God damned him. Edith, beautiful words right out of the Bible! Sex pays a lot better than death. See, that's why I don't want to talk to you about this. It's weird talking to a pregnant lady about sex anyway Sex! I equate studying with sex, sex with studying. Now I get the studying, but no sex, you understand? So it's a little hard to get motivated these days. You know, this town is the absolute embodiment of dull. Apart from the occasional sex scandal provided by yours truly, nothing happens here. We're back, Seattle. And in accordance to new station policy, we're going to be pandering to the lowest human instinct. In other words: "Who wants to talk about sex?!" Sex! Sex! Sex! Sex! Sex! Sex! Sex! How can we possibly use sex to get what we want? Sex *is* what we want. Sex! That's your answer for everything! It's like you're part rabbit. People ought to rub your feet for luck! You're not a loser 'cause you're having sex, but if you weren't having sex, we could definitely debate the issue. You're not a loser 'cause you're having sex, but if you weren't having sex, we could definitely debate the issue. Oh, okay!! How it's been so long since you've had sex and wondering if they've changed it?! Well, I object to all this sex on the television! I mean, I keep falling off! I couldn't stop thinking about it. The, like, fact that - that people - had sex. That they just *had* it, like sex was this thing people - *had*, like a rash. Or a - a Rottweiler. Everything started to seem like, pornographic or something. Like, Mrs. Krysanowski has sex. So does Mr. Katimsky. They both have sex. They could - have sex together. Like right now. [groans] I am, like, the *sickest* person. I just like how he's always leaning. Against stuff. He leans great. Well, either sex or a conversation. Ideally both There's this dividing line between girls who have had sex, and girls who haven't. And all of a sudden you realize you're looking at each other across it. Oh. Refrigem---oh, then that one's legitimate. [continues reading the complaint cards] Uh, "Who's the black private dick who's the sex machine with all the chicks." On Love Doc, I met this terrific girl and I really really really like her. But, I'm not sure if I want to love her or eat her. 'Cause I'm bitchy? God has no love for the bitchy? Law and love are the same - romantic in concept but the actual practice can give you a yeast infection. I believe in love like I believe in God: you can't touch it, you can't see it, but you can feel its wrath. And everyone knows that hate is not the opposite of love. Indifference is. Sam and Diane - you are now and have always been hopelessly in I guess the word for it is "love", and unfortunately for you, like it or not, you always will be. [amidst their protests] I know, I know!! Now you're going to deny it! Even though it's ludicrously obvious to everyone around you, you two will go on pretending it's not true because you're EMOTIONAL INFANTS!! You're in a living HELL!! You love each other, and you hate each other, and you hate yourselves for loving each other. Well, my dear friends, I want no part of it. It's time I just picked up where I left off. It's time to put Humpty Dumpty back together again. So I'll get out of here so you can just get on with your denial fest. To me, our relationship makes perfect sense. You want me to propose to you, I propose to you. You say no, I say fine, I never wanna see you again. You drive me nuts telling me you want me to propose again, I do, you turn me down. Next thing I know I'm in a court of law where I've got to propose to you or go to jail. It's the classic American love story. Nothing. You know, maybe it's just a crush, it doesn't mean you love her. Hello, I'm Dr. Harad. I'm going to be delivering your babies. And by the way, I love Fonzie. Oh, I know, this must be so hard. "Oh no, two women love me! They're both gorgeous and sexy! My wallet's too small for my fifties AND MY DIAMOND SHOES ARE TOO TIGHT!" Look, Ross, you gotta understand, between us we haven't had a relationship that has lasted longer than a Mento. You, however have had the love of a woman for four years. Four years of closeness and sharing at the end of which she ripped your heart out, and that is why we don't do it! I don't think that was my point. Only you would regard love as a weakness I'm in love. His name is Jordan Catalano. He was let back, twice. Once I almost touched his shoulder in the middle of a pop quiz. He's always closing his eyes like it hurts to look at things. : Love is when you look into someone's eyes, and suddenly, you go all the way inside, to their soul... and you both know, instantly. I always imagined I would fall in love, nursing a blind soldier. Who was wounded in battle. Or maybe while rescuing someone in the middle of a blizzard, seconds before the avalanche hits. I thought, at least, by the age of fifteen, I would have a love life. But, I don't even have a "like" life. I love you all. I love you more than life itself, but you're all fucking mad. People should be allowed to fall in love with whoever they want. I mean, otherwise what's the point of living? Until he says "I love you", you're a free agent One woman's Titanic is another woman's Love Boat. Love means never having to say you're sober. You've got to hold the football like you would hold your lover. Gently, yet firmly. You wanna be both nurturing and clinging at the same time. Oh, yes. Just like making sweet love to the football. Be naughty with the football. Mmmm, spank it. Ever so gently. Spank it. Oh, uh, sorry, children. Love and hate, two sides of the same coin. One can become another with the flip of a finger. Sure I do. Love is making out on the hood of a Dodge Viper. Love is getting right to the sex without having to talk first. Love is doing it in your parents' bed while they're at work. My love for you is like this scar -- ugly but permanent. All of our young lives we search for someone to love. Someone that makes us complete. We choose partners and change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope. All the while wondering if somewhere, somehow, there's someone perfect who might be searching for us. Love's cruel, Love's a flirt. Love has places to go and people to hurt. There's a difference between like and love. I mean I like my Skechers, but I love my Prada backpack. Life
Hope
Truth
Trust
Faith
Pride
Love
Lust
Pain
Hate
Lies
Guilt
Laugh
Cry
Live
Die
Some friends become enemies
Some friends become our family
Make the best with what you're given
This aint dying
This is living About me Bonjourno! My name is Sarah-- or Bittersweet. I live in a tiny town in Connecticut called Bethel. I'm a Sophmore... and enjoy Newsies to the fullest. Whee... Um, I play Field Hockey and Lacrosse and do the Spring Musical as well. WHOOP! Umm, I'm the Secretary of my class and am in renaissance... which means i get to go to a convention each summer and talk about how to improve my school. ((nods)) I own a Jack and a Benji. However, they fight constantly. Benji makes fun of Jack's clothes from 1899 and Jack makes fun of Benji for his tattoos. It's so aggrivating. Plus, they both love me so much and I have promised my love to both of them ((sighs)). Why must I be in love with a strike-leader and a rock star? Oh, I heart Good Charlotte. My birthday is March 23rd. Bring me presents. Thanks! more to come... if you havnt read every single one of my quotes you SUCK!