KatherineLikes2Write

Dear Matthew, It was a hot day way back in September and we were sitting on my porch just looking at the sunset, like usual. I remember you took my hand that day and told me you loved me. I didn't believe you at first. I thought maybe you were just saying something like that because you felt bad. Then you repeated yourself. You came closer to me and said you love me. The only thing I could stutter was "Really?" You replied, "Yes, of course." I was so happy. I never thought the moment would happen to me, ever. I thought life was great. I thought everything was wonderful. It was all fun and happy for a few months and then you started ignori

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gorillaz in anyway/form, blah blah blah...... a 2DxNoodle story :) ------------------------------------------------------------------ 2D was sleeping in his bed when he woke up early that foggy morning to the sounds of Noodle yelling. "Tanjoubi omedetou, 2D!!!" Noodle yelled. He shot up like a rocket out of his bed. "Noodle, love? Wha's wrong?!" Noodle giggled. "Nothing, 2D sama. Don't you know what today is?" "Ehhhh," 2D slurred. "I 'un know. 'Ta nineteenth?" "No!" Noodle said. "It's your birthday!" 2D checked his calender. "You're right, love. Mus'ta fahgot." "Come downstairs! Russel helped me make a cak

If I could write a love song I would write about my love for you I would fill it full of sweet words And sweet things I would want to do If I sang that love song I would look you in the eyes Pledge my love to you And try hard not to cry If I wrote you a poem I would tell you things and how you would be  mine I would tell you that I love you And how I would love you till the end of  time If I let you see the poem You would know how I love your kiss And how I would promise that it's you That I will always miss I would tell you honey You mean the world to me And how I want your arms around me And there, with you, I will

Why do I feel happy, when you smile? Why do I feel sad, when you cry? Why do I long for you, when you're not around? Why do I want you, when I should not? We're best friends. We will always be. We're happy that way. And nothing can break us apart. I met you when I was young. I was new in the town. You gave me smiles. You offered a hand. I know all your secrets. You know mine. We shared everything. We we're one. Time passed by, And childhood days were gone. You were popular. And I was not. Still, you didn't left me. "Why?", I asked. You said, "It's because you're my best friend, and nothing can change that." From that d

Why hello there insanity Let me walk you 'round the floor If you look off to your left you'll see the girl i was before. The tiles might be broken But its nothing time can't fix But if you think its art-work Then all the broken parts will mix. And the doorknobs may not work But you can crawl through like spies The holes you made with your fist Are looking just your size. The mirror in the hallway Has seen some better days And although you may see yourself It's not uncommon to also see haze. And the windows may be drafty But i promise its not too cold And if you can deal with that I'm sure that you'll be sold. And you see h

I'm so tired of being here. Being lost, alone, searching for myself. Misfit. It's what I am. Even with my closest friends, I never felt accepted. I never knew who I was. I was never happy. Growing up with Darcy, I was so afraid I'd end up like her. Racy, wild. Getting caught up with the wrong crowd. Depressed. I thought if I stayed close to God and avoided all the...bad people, then I'd be okay. And life would be perfect. I've been that way since I was a child. And when I met you, my instinct kicked in. I wanted to stay away from you. I knew you would change me, and break down everything I had built up. I felt that big, life-changing thin

Spin the wheel toss the beanbag pick your color there's red, green, pink and blue find the one that's right for you the wheel is spinning it's a wheel of chance A chance of life love and everything But be careful! there's a secret catch. a black hole in the wheel That's the Forbidden Love if you get it you're screwed for life because the taint of it will forever be on you you will never forget the pain you suffered for a love that you knew-you knew-could never be yours and yet you will always try to get it even if you're happy with someone else you have a family you are content and in love but you will never forget tho

 The art of being cool in school has been an art practice by many for thousands of years. This art may take many weeks to master. The following is a guide on being cool is something that I have researched for the past 19 years. In order to reach total coolness you'll have to strictly follow the following. Step 1 BE A DOUCHE: During my years of studying I've observed that in order to be cool you will have to be the perfect image of douchebaggery. In order to do this you will have to wear multiple polos with collars popped (Ambercrombie polos recommended but not required). Even though this is a very common trait of douchebags this isn't the on