GlassWallsandChinaDolls
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Favorite Quotes (From One Tree Hill)
It's the oldest story in the world. One day you're 17 and planning for someday and then quietly and without you really noticing someday is today and then someday is yesterday and this is your life." - Nathan
"We spend so much time wanting, pursuing, wishing. But ambition is good, chasing things with integrity is good. Dreaming." - Haley
"If you had a friend you knew you would never see again what would you say? If you could do one last thing for someone you love what would it be? Say it, do it, don't wait. Nothing lasts forever." - Brooke
"Make a wish and place it in your heart. Anything you want, everything you want" - Mouth
"Do you have it? Good. Now believe it can come true." - Milli "You never know where the next miracle is going to come from." - Quinn
"The next memory, the next smile, the next wish come true." - Clay
"But if you believe that it's right around the corner" - Chase
"You open your heart and mind to the possibility of it, to the certainty of it" - Chris Keller
"You might just get the thing you wish for" - Skills
"The world is full of magic, you just have to believe in it." - Julian
"So make your wish. Do you have it?" - Brooke
"Good. Now believe in it" - Nathan
"With all your heart" - Haley

"I read a poem once about a girl who had a crush on a guy who died. She imagined
him up in heaven with all the beautiful angels, and she was jealous. Ellie is
gone, I imagine her with the bad ass angels now. Hanging out with them in their
black leather jackets, causing trouble. But, I'm not jealous, I just miss
her."[ Voiceover Done By: Peyton Sawyer]

Peyton
At this moment there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just not facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world, six billion souls. And sometimes... all you need is one

Brooke

I wanted you to fight for me! I wanted you to say there is no one else that you could ever be with and that you would rather be alone than without me. I wanted the Lucas Scott from the beach that night; telling the world that he's the one for me.

Unable are the Loved to die
For Love is Immortality,
Nay, it is Deity --

Unable they that love -- to die
For Love reforms Vitality
Into Divinity. Emily Dickinson

I had the craziest dream last night, about a girl who was turned into a swan. But her prince falls for the wrong girl and she kills herself. Nina Sayers

“Isn't language amazing? I can't get over it. Sometimes you can just say things and its like a bomb that blows all your clothes off and suddenly there you are naked. I don't know if its disgusting or beautiful.”
― Victor Lodato, Mathilda Savitch

“There is no imagination in the world. A person like me is basically alone. If I want to live in the same world as other people I have to make a special effort.”
― Victor Lodato, Mathilda Savitch

"Sometimes, Anna seems like a doll, the way she tilts her head, but if you look closely into the eyes of the doll, you can tell she wants to be ripped apart, she wants, just like me, to be another person."

― Victor Lodato, Mathilda Savitch

“And I remember when I met him, it was so clear that he was the only one for me. We both knew it, right away. And as the years went on, things got more difficult – we were faced with more challenges. I begged him to stay. Try to remember what we had at the beginning.

He was charismatic, magnetic, electric and everybody knew it. When he walked in every woman’s head turned, everyone stood up to talk to him. He was like this hybrid, this mix of a man who couldn’t contain himself. I always got the sense that he became torn between being a good person and missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent as him. And in that way, I understood him and I loved him.

I loved him, I loved him, I loved him.

And I still love him. I love him.”
― Lana Del Rey

“I once had a dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events some of those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken.
But I didn't really mind, because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is.”
― Lana Del Rey

“I was in the winter of my life- and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell sleep with vision of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three year down the line of being on an endless world tour and memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times. I was a singer, not very popular one, who once has dreams of becoming a beautiful poet- but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again- sparkling and broken. But I really didn’t mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is.

When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living- they asked me why. But there’s no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what its like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lied you head.

I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me that I had a chameleon soul. No moral compass pointing me due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiviness that was as wide as wavering as the ocean. And if I said that I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying- because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one- who belonged to everyone, who had nothing- who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obssesion for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about- and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzlez and dizzied me.

Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people- and finally I did- on the open road. We have nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore- except to make our lives into a work of art.

LIVE FAST. DIE YOUNG. BE WILD. AND HAVE FUN.

I believe in the country America used to be. I belive in the person I want to become, I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever- *I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself- I Ride. I Just Ride.*

Who are you? Are you in touch with all your darkest fantasies?
Have you created a life for yourself where you’re free to experience them?
I Have.
I Am Fucking Crazy. But I Am Free.”
― Lana Del Rey

“I was always an unusual girl,
my mother told me I had a chameleon soul
No moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality;
just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean
I belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone
who had nothing, who wanted everything”
― Lana Del Rey

Leah: The Devil is real. And he's not a little red man with horns and a tail. He can be beautiful. Because he's a fallen angel, and he used to be God's favorite. Have you read the Book of Revelation?

Violet: No.

Leah: In Heaven, there's this woman in labor howling in pain. And there's a red dragon with seven heads waiting so he can eat her babies. But the Archangel Michael, he hurls the dragon down to earth. From that moment on, the red dragon hates the woman, and declares war on her and all of her children. That's us.

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Guitar Picks and Cinnamin Sticks by AllyLeino reviews
A young girl named Rebecca doesn't fit the social norm at the new small town school she moved to. Neither does the guitar boy. It all starts with a couple of guitar picks. See what happens when they finally discover each other.
Fiction: Young Adult - Rated: T - English - Romance - Chapters: 4 - Words: 6,815 - Reviews: 17 - Favs: 5 - Updated: 1/30/2006 - Published: 1/21/2006
This Notebook by Oddrie reviews
No notebook deserves to be empty.
Poetry: Work - Rated: K - English - Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 104 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 2 - Published: 9/10/2005
I'm Not Emo! by La Grenouille Rose reviews
Esther is a rock n' roll guitarist teenager with a knack for classic rock and the ability to become anyone at any point in history through her unique daydreams. Experience reality, suspense, and laughs in this Meg Cabot-esque tale of a non-Emo "frosh"
Fiction: Young Adult - Rated: T - English - Humor/Fantasy - Chapters: 4 - Words: 24,704 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 5 - Updated: 6/26/2005 - Published: 5/20/2005
My Notebook by A. J. Montgomery
Before I sleep at night, my black notebook calls to me, begging for a word or two. These are them. Careless and random.
Fiction: Essay - Rated: K+ - English - Drama - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,604 - Favs: 2 - Published: 8/3/2003
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The Passion of The Pen reviews
I followed the rhythm of my fingers to the keys on my computer's keyboard.
Poetry: Life - Rated: T - English - Spiritual/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 235 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 1/28 - Complete
Writing Into An Abyss reviews
This is where I type the content of my notebooks, all of them.
Fiction: Biography - Rated: T - English - Poetry/Mystery - Chapters: 3 - Words: 231 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 1/28 - Published: 1/23