Fight ItTrickling down her cheekWith emotions yet to fallAnother day awoken in dawnMore people to meetAnd things to cheatWindows to your soulLook at the bright glowThe life of a fangirl is hardBut we fight it and writeWe fight it and drawWe fight it and singWe fight it
Teach Me?Would you teach me something, something I need!Something to teach is all that plead!Tech me to be strong and big!I need to be smart with ways of truth!I need to be just like you!!Me, well I need help to be big but not mean!So teach me?Ohh please ohh please would you teach me!To beeee-big and strong-smart and sharp!Teach me to beeee!Just like youuu!
Theme SongWhich the dress flowing around her feet, she danced to the tune of the traditional yet up beat song in a language she couldn't place. It played as she swayed, sher was happy and didn't care what the others thought, in her throat she begane humming the tune. The other girls stood in awe but soon joined in with her twisting and swaying, as the males gaped at the scene before them. Even though they would tease her or bully her they found her true personality, as sshe became herself. But soon it all ended but with cheers she was welcomed at school, they made her feel normal and all thanks to an artist she may never know and as song she may never hear again. But she knew that it was now her theme song.
SeaLat fanfiction kisses in bed"Peter, Raivis! Wake up, its time for breakfast!" I could tell that Mr England had been cooking, the smell of what I assumed to be burnt pancakes filled the house with a horrible aroma.I heard a groan next to me, notifying me that Peter had awoken."Raivis?" He paused to yawn before continuing. "What do you want to do today?"I pondered a while before replying,I then stood up."Well uhhh I-I...maybe we c-could play in the park..?""Ok! I like the park 'round here! Help me up, would yah?"I reached a hand out for him to grab but he ended up pulling me back down to the bed and me landing on top of him."Peter! W-why did yo-" I stopped as I noticed the look in his eyes."D'you know that you have really pretty violet eyes? And your little curls make you look adorable! And-and your lips they look so soft but they kinda look lonely, how about they meet mine?" By this point my whole face had gone crimson with his words."T-they are rather lonely..." I whispered, barely audible.He cupp
Glue and stitchesNow your here you wont leave.You cried over me and now you have me.And I have you.The pain is gone.And we're together.Forever.And ever.Together.Until.Until they reach us.But that won't be to long from now, so let's just stick together.Like the doctors said when we got stitched.We'll be stuck together like glue.