I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, Sir, because I'm not myself you see.

it's the beautiful people they want, it's the beautiful people they flaunt

heres a lsit of things i can't do

i cant imagine my life without glitter
i cant stop loving people when i should
i cant tell my mother and father how much i owe them
i cant simpathize with teenage moms.... WEAR A FUCKING RUBBAHHH
i cant spell very good
i cant wait to GTFO of boston latin
i cant tolerate people who talk about the dumbest shit
i cant remember dec 31/jan 1 of last year
i cant get past how much i hate my neck...
i cant lick my elbow.... and i will not lick yours.
i cant date a white boy
i cant imagine what id do if i met nicki minaj
i cant sit in a room with a baby momma and not try to attack her
i cant stop wearing that bracelet i stole from you.... :)
i cant stop thinking about how great sex with seijah drake or khadeejah clemons would bee
i cant fall in love again and get hurt... im nto strong enough
i cant not talk shit and stare about napppy headed hoodrats
i cant say a bad thing about thais glazman.... shes truely a best friend
i cant date a dude with a VAGINA.... i didnt ask forr u too tickle mee... lets FUCK.
i cant not be dissapointed in how i look... i have so much to improoove.
i cant apologize enough to every red head... you were truly cursed. ( besides a few)
i cant believe how far i have come since 2009... im the baddest fucking bitch
i cant stop smokinnggg
i cant fucking wait for KE$HAAA GET SLEAASSSYY TOUURR APRIL 12, 2011
i cant thank lady gaga enough for helping me unleasshhh the inner fucking beast.
i cant stop swearing
i cant let a girl take the train at night by herself without worryingg the whole time
i cant ever hate jesus.... but i can hate the catholic church
i cant apologize enough to everyone ... im sorry i was the ugliest 7th grader ever..
i cant not laugh at a fupa
i cant understand wtf dr. yu sayssss
i cant wait to fucking graduateee BLSHIT
i cant thank kerry goode enough for changing my life, ill always be here, Kylie Marie
i cant ski or snowboard or skateboard or surf
i cant make a babyy
i cant donate a kidney... i only have one
i cant remember my natural hair color
i cant forget my struggllee to get where i am
i canntt stoppp being fucking awesommmee
i cant dislike miley cyrus
i cant stop getting tatttoooss...
i cant predict the future
i cant deal with hoes
i cant spend my life alone
i cant settle for average
i cant have big fun... if hes got a smalll dick
i cant be as cool as willow smith
i cant imagine who will take over as Bls queen bitch when i leave... hmmm
i cant thank my friend enough... thank you for the nights, the drinks, the smiles, the laughs, the yelling, the smokee filled rooms, the glitter, the dancing the love
i cant offer any words of kindness to haters... they can just kill themselves.
i cant laugh it off... if you piss me off.. ill bite ya headz off
i cant save money
i cant not smile.... even if its jsut a fake smillee... always a smile


fuck bitches.... get money... ditch the bitch

when your sky is looking troubled, you can count on me, cause im gunna stay

i love you more than i did before

there are certain things i will never be.

i will never be a Lil' Kim fan
i will never be poor begging for money,
i will never be happy with my appearence
i will never see Avatar
i will never compromise who i am to make someone like me
i will never change into a woman
i will never be as skinny as i'd like
i will never wear flip flops and socks
i will never judge people for what drugs, etc. they have consumed
i will never stop being TEAM LINDSAY
i will never not look forward to the miss USA pageant
i will never eat meat again
i will never love a man anything like myself
i will never steal for the poor or less fortunate
i will never dislike someone because they wear furr
i will never tolerate someone eating veal around me since it is baby calf torture
i will never shot at tellos
i will never get so old that i need assisted living
i will never decide on a permanent hair color
i will never eat tuna , the smell is nausiating
i will never respect a man who mistreats his wife, girlfriend, lady friend, woman
i will never sit there and watch injustice happen to people who will not fight back
i will never tell when i am fake smiling or laughing
i will never break down and cry in front of a crowd
i will never let homophobia effect my life
i will never be friends with people who bring me down
i will never not like someone, just because my friend doesnt
i will never not help a fellow LGBT person, we are the smallest minority around
i will never judge someone by where they came from or where they've been, ex. oprah
i will never let myself be disrespected
i will never get with someone ugly, beauty isnt everything, but it's something
i will never be what people want me to be.
i will never stop swearing
i will never stop being a barbie
i will never be formal, i am not a formal handshaking person, im more of a hugger
i will never stop loving miley cyrus
i will never let someone insult any memeber of my family, they are incredible
i will never wear paisley in everyday attire
i will never wear one of those hats made out of a racoon
i will never go on a date with a boy to "the cheesecake factory" or "unos"
i will never be ashamed of what i am, i am gay and i am immensly proud of myself
i will never forget my nana and how she showed me she was fashionable til age 77
i will never not be arroused by the smell of Chanel No. 5
i will never go to the movies with ms. markiewicz, ever, or kalamazoo college.
i will never stop following my dreams
i will never loose touch with my family
i will never stop improoving mysself
i will never wear comfortable shoes with slip guards or crocs
i will never again let someone i loved tell me to loose weight, then he'd love me
i will never stop praying for the troops and people who are sick every single night
i will never loose my hatred for baby mamas, bitches think we all owe them something
i will never be a baby daddy
i will never choose between two friends, ill ditch you both, sawwwhz.
i will never get over how incrdibly ugly whitney port is,,,, love her style tho
i will never get talked out of something i really want
i will never have sex in public... no jailtime for mee
i will never doubt how fucking fabulous i am
i will never wear a hawaiin shirt, ever.
i will never remember that boys name, the one i was supposed to facebook, but forgot
i will never forget where i came from, and how far i've come
i will never chase after someone who doesnt want to be chased
i will never loose respect for my father and the sacrifices he makes
i will never stop giggling at people who fall down stairs
i will never admit it if i buy a new outfit for a date
i will never tell my secrets to beingg the baddest fucking bitch
i will never stop loving my dog Prince, he is my best friend.
i will never take kindly to authority
i will never not warn a brother when i see the policccceeeeeee
i will never send naked pics to some nasty ass banshi who will make a smutt page
i will never forget bridgette nee
i will never not defend hannah montana.
i will never doubt myself
i will never hate myself

standing here with my flag held high, can't you see that it's worth the fight

i cry, and you'd never know. i love you but it never shows


if theres one thing i've found, it's that in life there are certain things that just make you smile, regardless of your mood, day, etc. for me, one of those is music. whether its the loud music blocking out reality, the lyrics that explain my life, the melody that follows my heart beat, the instruments that give me butterflies, or the lead vocals that are exactly what you needed to hear. i listen to every word an artist has to say, i try to understand what it means and what they were feeliong when they wrote it. i enjoy the melodies and harmonies, the Bass and the Treb, the hook that is always what makes a song good. whther its about a bad romance, a party in the usa, or a rude boy, a song is a piece of art. and the person who created that art or even just performs it should be acknowledged.

thank you to miley cyrus, lady gaga, nicki minaj, rihanna, ke$ha, pink,katy perry, hayley williams, taylor swift shakira, beyonce, britney spears, madonna, remy ma, lily allen, alicia keys, keri hilson, christina aguilera, kylie minogue, florence welch,demi lovato, natascha beddingfield, jennifer hudson, shontelle, eminem drake, adam lambert, lil wayne, jay z, KANYE, tyga, nelly, justin bieber, jonas brothers, and the rest of you fabulous bitches foir writing fabulous music.

it's not your fault i'm a bitch i'm a monster

if theres one thing you need to understand, that head over heels bitch is gone,
i understand all the shit you did to me was stupid and wrong.

this time won't you save me

"save me," I called out as I fell further into the hole.
being lost is one thing, and being stuck is another. i am not lost, i know exactly where i am going and i know how to get there. i am stuck in this mediocrity i call Boston Latin School. it's funny, after spending 5 years in a place it starts to feel like home, latin feels like a prison, or a house arrest bracelet... i know exactly where im going and how to get there, but i cant get away from these confindments. im a bright kid, not dumb, not vulnerable, not foolish, i could excell anywhere i went, a student with a's and b's... instead i walk my marathon every day in a school that is only bringing me down. i am not a quitter, but i am realistic. i realize that i will not be able to continue my career at bls without going completely insane. the childish rules, the immature unqualified teachers, the babies that consume 1/3. i walk the way i do, i talk the way i do because i am comfortable with who i am. i am not what people expect or want me to be. i live twith the insecurity of never being good enough, constantly changing myself, wanting improvements becaus eno matter what, i cannnot be happy with myself. i am Bri Vandecamp. i do not need to put my personal life in everything i do, i dont need to cry in public, i dont need to frown when someone insults me, i need to keep my head high and keep smiling. smiles are funny things, you can be legitimately happpy, or you could be doing the infamous fake smileee which i have become quite accostumed to... i constantly think about how if i could only find the light in the tunnell.... id find my way out. that light is not anywhere to be found at bls. i want to find my way out of this school, town, city, state/ i want to be amonst the glitter and sequins, the flashing lights, the smiles, the tears the heartbreak. im readyy... i just need to get un-stuck.


"save me," I called out as I fell further into the hole.

lips

this night is sparkling,

I think of how much my life has changed in the past year and i gotta shake my head, positively and negatively. Coming out of the closet is like saying i love you for the first time to that perfect someone. you have the ability to do it all along, but your just not quite ready until that perfect moment, when you just are. October 2, 2009, i came out as being a homosexual. October 2, 2009 i started to love myself. October 2, 2009 i found who i was, and improved him. theres certain moments in life when you need to find yourself, or "soul search." that happened for me this year... in big ways. i became a vegetarian exactly one year ago, i got piercings, tattoos, and different hair colors this past year, i smiled, laughed, fell in love, sang, got hurt, and picked myself back up again this past year. i got so drunk i couldnt remember my name, but i never forgot to drunk dial those certain people. i made new friends, and ditched the bitches in my life. i cried over things noone should ever cry over, over people, over fights, over things i was called, over love. I realized that the person i cannot seem to make happy is myself, and that i need to sort out my personal issues, and by personal and literally meann me and myself. in thiese past three hundred and sixty five days, i have come out to my parents, friends,siblings, mentors, peers, coworkers, whoever would listen and most importantly, myself. a topic that used to be soo scarey for me to discuss.... is noww nothing. i cant imagine my mind as a straight man... dealing with girlies on a personal level and their.... coslopus(s). I have discovered that when you know, you KNOW. if you KNOW a person is trouble... they are TROUBLE. you know that each time you say a fake i love you to a certain blonde whom you no longer talk too will come back to bite you. you understand that living is short, and you must start your craziness early. that no matter what happens, you must percervere.i realized that strength is something you must build up, and that i am a very emotionally strong person. i am the Brie Vandecamp of every friend circle, i will never show it when i am sad, unhappy, depressed, hurt. but you will know when i'm mad. i get mad over little things, so much it pains me. i learned this year that love is the realest emotion you can feel... and that for me, now, its my friends and family i love and that a boy is not what i need now. ive learned i look great in sequins and glitter, and i truly belong amonst the fabulous. my future is in fashion, and fashion is my future. if i dont look good, i have nothing. i realized bls is not nthe school for me, and blonde is NOT my natural hair color... i realized i would pbe nothign without my friends, theres too many too name, i realized nicki minaj saved my life and put the freak back into me. i am not normal, never have been, and don't wanna be. but i am also not weird. i turn heads when i walk, and i make people gossip. i wear whatever i want, but allways look good. i always do my hair, because for me, i do not "slum" it. i realized how much i respect my sister ann-marie for her intellegence and endurance. i respect my brother for the man he has become, he is an amazing person and will be very successful. and my sister siobhan, the heart and soul of my family, the girl with the big dreams, who will bno doubt reach every one. I have respect for people who dream big, because i do too. 365 days, new hair color, nose piercing, tattoo, new clothes, new friends, but im still me... the funny, kind, bitchy,fabulous gentleman i was raised to be :) CHEERS to 365 more :)

there i was again tonight, forcing laughter, faking smiles

the difference between drownding and not being able to swim is easy. not being able swim is on you, when drownding can be caused by an outside influence... i am drownding.
ive been told that highschool may seem like forever, but you have a whole life ahead of you... but when did it come synonymous that highschool decided your future, and highschool decided whether or not you can have a future. when did highschool have the right to prevent someone from following their dreams, when did highschool get premission to ruin someones life. this is why i hate highschool, and cant wait to get as far away from it as i can.
the difference between passing and failing is easy. passing is swimming to the other side of the river, failing is drownding...

tattooo

hairrrrrrrrr

dear __________

boom boom boom booom , pounding in my head, all these haters would prefer me dead.
but i wont die, never have .never will,never can,my heart beatys like a marchin band.
i don't own now surrending white flags, i dont apologize for doin whats right,
i dont like violence cause it leaves scarves, with my wits and heart i fight,
i do not take easily to stereotyping, because everyone is unique,
some like to be kissed on the lips for show,some like a sutle peck on the cheek.
its tyhe calm before the storm, its the booom before the fire,
when the smoke rises from the explosion, youll realize you are a liar,

i can't stop thinkin about him

if you request me again on faceboookk... i will bnot be accepoting.


you couldve had every part of me... now you cant even touch me.i would have given you my loveee.....now i cant even look at you.


suddenly my cellhpones blowing up... stop fucking calling me. we arent freinds. BYE.


you make me soo angry... and its sad. cause i love you.


i love you incrasingly.. at this point in my life.. i neeeded sonmeone like you.

and it hits me, like a title wave

" i think i just need a break from you" cuts me like a knife... what happened to the once kingdom we had together... our friendship was built up into this massive pallace... but like all the rest... our walls came crumbling down. I used to look at you with huge eyes, in awe, how could i ever meet someone so incredible... now i look at you with anger, regret, sadness, how could someone do this? and to their 'best friend' .... i could have walked you up the alter at your wedding.. i could have babysat your child while you and your husband ( who would be hardworking and funny just like your father cause i know thats your dream guy) go on some lavish vaction or to the bruins game or maybe jsut a night out.
everytime i meet someone, i instantly like themm... i try to keep all the bad stuff from gettign to me.. i dont wanna know the bad stuff about a friend... i stopped needing to fight away the bad stuff about you... cause their was none... until now.













guess it's jsut a silly song about how i love you, and how i lost you...

sh.................

when you text me... i want to scream. we had a nichole richie paris hilton decline.... and you havent even noticed.


16 + 5 = 21.... but your still 16 so stop fucking drinking. your trashy, have no class, and we are NOT friends.


the difference between me and you iss when you out on anything but that one outfit you look cute in.... your ugly as my foot. ugly people be QUIET.

12:42 am. I lie awake, with a whole in my heart.

12:43 am. Watching the clock... oh so sloowwwly. i need you.

12:47 am. text me, call me, tell me you love me, tell me you hate me,JUST TELL ME.

12;52 am. lying awake, lying to myself, i don't need you but i do. i do i do.

"The worst thing would be to have wings... but not be able to use them" - Miley Cyrus

Dear Miley, I care alot about gossip and whats gone on in celebrities life. But i have had a paticular fascinantion in you since 7th grade. I like everything about you. Your songs explain moments in my life. But not like when little girls claim "taylor swift wrote tht song about me" because i KNOW you don't know me and you idn't write the songs about me or for me or to explain my life.. but I can relate. and the difference between girls relationg to taylor swift me and relating to you is that taylor swifts songs are generic and relateable.. (heartbreak, love, douchebag boys, etc.) You songs are about those things too then there are songs about bursting out of your shell and becoming you, not caring what people think, not doing or saying what people expect and want, jsut doing you. Your songs are about even if peopel tried they couldnt chnage you... and about how if someones perfectly alright being crazy... why should they be tamed... because when it comes down to it.. they cant be tamed. I alsoo am changing deeplyy.. andd peopel expect me to be something im not... and i stopped ebiing that person.. now i am my own person. and i thank you. for gudiing me... and for continuign to push the limits. keep doing your thing. keep climbing... keep the faith. i love you - XM patrickandmiley

Realizations and Revelations

I have never been one to just let things go. I think about everything, i overthink, drive myself crazy thinking and think some moree. i take somethign as simple as a hug and i over anazluyse... I knew this one one timee... and everytime we hugged it felt different... we were "together" and each hug felt like we both never wanted to let go... thenn once we ended... when we hugged i felt this desperatee holdd onto what we hadd hugg... untill finally it was jsut a hugg. i felt nothinggg. it felt like licking a lollipop with no flavor.. it felt like chewing on cardboardd.... feelingless. and it truly is sad... because at one pointtt... those hugs were what i lived for. I see my friend grace every single day... and every day i run to her and hug her like its the last timmee... i feel safe with her. she makes me happy. i like to hug and so does shee.. so we aree embracing soulmates... I am also a hopeless ronantic... and i also believee in Romeo, Juliet ( or another Romeo) , Prince Charming, Happy endings, stsying faithful, kids, love at first sight, kissing in the rain, dancing like noones watching. i believe in love, but lovee isnt always beleivablee... sometimes its sooo great.. that you need to pinch yourself every single dayy ebcausee you thinkk there is no way your life could eb this goood... and once youve found that feeling... youve found love. in 7th grade.. i HATED ciara murphy... nw shes one of my best frendss... instantly in 8th grade we becamee besties... because instantly i knew it was love... we were best frends from the startt... and its hard to imaginee... but i love everything about her. I think maybe i hated ehr and talked about ehr in 7th grade because without knwoing... i liked her from the start znd maybee... jsut maybee.... i knew all alongg. Whether you overthink... or undernanalyseee somethingg.... its alwayss goood to thi nk thigns through.. because youu really openn yourr eyes... - XM

my name is patrick miley and this is my Haus.

listen bitchhh, everytime i talk to you i want to rip my hair out, you drive me crazzyyyy, i love youu butt your boring and emotional.

your one of my best friends and i feel like im loosing you, i dont want to but i feel it, today was betterr... o we'll see but idkk....

you and your boyfriend are adorable... im glad you found someoneeee... andd hes perfect for youu. i am so glad to hand my bestfriend on to a boy that incredible..

im starting to like you alott... im never been this type of guyy.. but im checking to see whther or not your on FB chat.. cause i love talking to you.


tommoroo when i get texting,, you will NOT be receinving a message.


everyone ahtes you........ but i like LOVEEEEEEEEEEEE you.

friendsss are forever,,,

something interesting i started to think about is ... if i were too have one phone call... and i had to call a friendd ( not familyy) whoo would i calll...
and the more i thoughtt thee less i wbated to. if i was to call one person right noww... id call my best friendd... katie cahill. katie has always had this weay with mee where i could tell ehr anything or cshe coudl tell em anything and its safe.
have you ever had a friend like katie cahill? the friend where you are such good frends, their house and family are prqctically yours, the friendd thats worth walking to their hosue on christmas day.. a friend that you wanna spend money on and time with.

Jr. PROM 2010

Although EVERYONE looked gorgeous at prom, these women really shined.... I might need to add peoplee... i wrote this two days after promm so i forgot peoplee.

best dressed overall- Megan Duckworth


Best Dressed Overall Senior- Meaghan Scipione
Best Dressed Overall Junior- Megan Duckworth
Best Dressed Overall Sophmore- Bethany Castellano
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1. Katherien Dullhea
2. Shannon Moore
3. Hayley Brown
4. Aisling O'Leary
5. Nancy Baker
6. Caitlyn Pearson
7. Marie Kelly
8. Emily Burns
9. Lydia Shilland
10. Camila Tyminski
11. Emma Rice
12. Danielle Houlihan
13. Michelle Howard
14. Marykate Lampron
15. Kira Salhaney
16. Brooke Amendola
17. Courtney Blount
18. Ashleigh Primack
19. Anya Bowen
20. Kylie Nagle
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Biggest WOW of the Night outfit- Monica Risso

Most Unique Dress- Michaela Bosch/ Zoe Swartz

Prettiest Color Dress- Bethany Castellano/ Anya Gorny

Best Print Dress- Aislinn Twohig/ Allison Florentino

Best Short Dress- Kelly Strickland/ Sarah Bowers

Best Couple- Alexia Spinney and Parker Wilson

Best Hair- Fiona Morgan/ Marykate Lampron

Best NON- BLS student - Kelly Sullivan

Best PINK- Makenzie Snow

Best Shoes- Georgia Okalita

Most Dance-frienly Dress that still looked beautiful- Shannon Casey

Best Makeup- Elizabeth Riordan

Best One Shoulder Dress- Brittany Miller

Best Twins - Brighdy and Cate McDonough

first thought when i wake up is: my god he's BEAUTIFUL.

liking someone out of reach is one of the hardest things ever, because one, you don't get the guy, two, you ultimately conclude you arent good enough. I am here to tell you that is false, false, false. Not being good enough for someone is a lie. Maybe someone is more attractive then you, but if you look at couples today, noones that gorgeous when there old, so it wont matter. don't give up. tell him/her your in love with her. let her know.

Fearless.

Fearless is not being extremely courageous, fearless is having fears, and beign scared sometimes. Fearless is cutting off all your hair because you wanted change. Fearless is saying no to peer pressure, and doing your own thing. Fealress is saying i love you the second you start to LOVE that person, not waiting until its the correct time. Fearless is being honest and not giving fake compliments, fearless is saying actually your hair looks disgusting today, fucking brush it. Fearless is falling in love with someone that your freiends don't like. Fearless is walking into school in whatver you felt like wearing, and ignoring the staring. Fearless is taking every bad experience and making it somehow positive. Fealress is letting yourself cry, alot and often. Fearless is having a meltdown, but getting through it, surviving and coming out alive. Fearless is not quitting, ever, no matter hwo hard life is. Fearless is calling someone out when theire clearly at fault. Fearless is kissing and telling. Fearless is throwing the rule book out the window and doing whatver yoiu want. Fearless is not doing the proper thing, its doing YOUR thing. Fearless is being Gay, when being gay isn't cool. Fearless is starting a trend... and then once it catches on, starting a new one. It's fearless to tell someone you are not going to apologize because you have no reason to. Its also fearless to beleive in love, to believe there is a soulmate, and theat he or she is coming. its fearless to splash in every pouddle with a smile on your face, because life is as good as it gets. Fearless is falling for someone who doesnt even know you ecist, fearless is being 100% you, and not being what peopel want. Fearless is wearing yellow to an all black party, and fearless is wearing glitter when noone else is. Its fealress to fall in love so deeply, you know nothing could be better. Its fealress to fall in love, period. Love is Fearless. I am Fearless.

Can't Be Tamed

Dear Carrie Bradshaw, 2

Dear Carrie, It's tuesday, grose. I've been doubting alot of things lately, who I'm friends with, who I like, if it's worth staying frends with someone. I hate saying my life is complicated because I'm only 16, but it is. I feel trapped, like the only reason I'm here, is as a way to kill time until I get to bigger and better. I belong amonst the famous, I don't want to be famous, i want to be around the famous. I live for glitz and glamour. I came to the conclusion I am NOT frends with _______. I can't handle her. if we we're together for 7 full days... I'd killmyself after 20 minutes. She is someone i couldn't drop if I tried... cause she has noone. I'll just put up and shut up. Whatever. 11 years of my life I have loved fashion. I'd say my whole life, but I actually think it's impossible to like fashion when you can't do much more than hopscotch and sidewalk chalk. Back then, all I knew was girls(ha), Rosey O'Donnell, earthworms and monster trucks. This mornign while i was listeneing to Not Myself Tonight by Christina Aguilera, I thought about how for my first half of my BLS career, I wasn't myself. My life feels like that perfect pair of blue Minolos from SATC Movie. I am kinda classy, but kinda wild. I believe that blue is a nessascary part of every outfit. I like falir, i like getting dressed and picking that perfect outfit. I like fashion that looks expensive. If my life is like that blue pair of Minolos, then it must be waiting for me on the shelf in some luxurious high end suite in New York City in a closet the size of a bus.
Love,
Patrick Miley

Dear Carrie Bradshaw,

Dear Carrie,
When starting a letter or a series of letters, you must ask yourself , who am I writing to and how do I want to be portrayed in this letter. Being that I am writing to one of the most fashionable women in the world and one of the most experienced in love, I decided to be formal. Age 4 was when I said to my mother that I wanted a Louis Vuitton Bag. Dressing how you 'feel' is whats 'in' right now, but I dont like to follow trends. I like dressing how I am. if someone is tired, they automatically where comfortable sweats and lounge all day. If someone is feeling flirty, theyll dress cute so they get noticed. I am crazy, rowdy, expressive, unconventional and fierce, so I dress that way. Last week, wearing animal shaped bracelets was 'in', so i conformed and bought a pack. I have never spent 5.99 on something as stupid in my entire life. I wore those elastics for at most 3 days and then realized how silly the whole fad was. Elastic bands shaped like cows and pigs and elephants, really? ooohhhh and they come in all different colors! No thank you. Im reading this story about a women who brings a swan over from China but she cannot keep her because although it is beautiful, it is dangerous. Those are two fo my favorite qualities, beautiful and dangerous, and you have both. To be incredibly beautiful and dress incredibly beautiful is one thing, and to be beautifully fierce is much better. Not to sound nosey, but theres something I would like to ask you. Everytime I think about falling in love, I think about being so crazy for someone that although you don't have to change because they love you for who you are, you always try to improve. Being so crazy in love that you are willing to jeapordize every part of your life for someone. Being so in love that rain or shine, snow or lightning, nothing can stop you. Being so in love you want every part of someone, good and bad, eveil and kind, funny, and dumb, beautiful and ugly, you want it all, forever. Does Big make you feel this way? Is that why you took him back?
With Love,
Patrick Miley

What we had is in the past, was I naiive to think it would last

There is no 24 hours where i do not think of you, it's hard not to. you took up the majority of my life. ( well the part that mattered) i don't intend on following this through because that goes agaisnt everyting i am, but what i feel is endless. It sounds messed up, but id chose you over the glitz and the glamour, the fashion and the fame, because your better then that. being with you is a rush, its like a roller coaster. You don't rea;lize this, but when i make funny faces at you in the ahllway, it's not because you disgust me, its because i dont think a smile justifies how happy you make me. i dont know why i feel this way, its actually unnatural for me, but i do. thank you for always being there. sincerely Patrick Miley. ps. $10

“Education is great for some people, but for me it just wasn’t. Lily Allen

The more in love we became, the more dangerous we became for eachother - Rihanna”

“Readjusting my goals and dreams has been something I’ve had to do a lot lately. - Taylor Swift”

"Always do the thing that scares you" - Aly Michalka

" I wear these red boots because they make my toes feel like ten friends on a camping trip" - Mary Harowitz

Miley Ray

Dear Miley, One things for sure, youve been with me since the beginning, i've loved you since 7th grade, and increasingly i find ways to relate to you. you would rather have your soulmate than a hookup, as would i, and surprisngly alot of people would prefer the hookup. thank u for being inspiring. i love you X infinity. - patrickmiley

Goodbye.

have you ever woken up one day and honestly realized if one of your friends wasnt in your life, life would eb better... it happpened to me. and honestly our frendship ended, the memories didnt.

I can't be tamed

being tamed is the goal these days, shes rowdy- calm her down, hes soo loud- shut him up. personally i understand i cannot be tamed. i cannot be controlled i cannot be stopped. im different, i have flaws, but i also have love, for myself and others. taming someone requires the key to their heart, not verbal abuse. noone has ever gotten my full love, and if they had then maybe i might be slightly tamed. but im as wild as they come, and i am out of control. i dont want to be tamed though, i tame myself, i control myself i know when im out of line, but i dont want to be tamed, i like beeing free i cant be tamed.

You've heard of me... You don't know me

so i have an interview for the ICA on tuesday at 4, and everytime i think about tem i get upset, i get nervous, i get scared. and interview is supposed to be an oppurtunity to get to know the person being interviews, What if im too complex they cant get to know me in jsut 15 minutes... what if i cant sell myself for who i really am... what id they dont like me... in interviews the point is so peopel cna see how you carry yourself, how you present yourself, and how you interact in any day society...

I Just Want You To Know : Letters To My Kids On Love Faith and Family.

Although i just bought this book today, i ahve read some and it is by Kate Gosselin, and it consits of letters to all ehr 8 children, one long letter to each of them and one to jesus, nine letters in total... plus lots of pictures and stories, each letter is signed with Love Forever & Always no matter wgat, Mommy. so i was thinking ive never written a family member a letter... never felt the need. but maybe i should...

Dear Ann-Marie,
I know you are the one who goes to Princeton, and the smart one and theres so much i can learn from you, but theres alot you can learn from me also. I want to start my letter by saying that when you play hockey and skate with the puck i get the chills, and noone else has ever made that happen for me, i feel proud to say, yeah my sister is number 4, shes the fast one who probubly jsut scored. There are certian things about me you will never understand and i dont expect you to, but i love you for trying. THe day i told you i was gay, i had planned on getting a speech about how im really not and how i was beign sacreligous, when actually i got the exact opposite, i got a letter of support, love and acceptance. you explained to me how indeed my life would becoem more difficult from this point on, but you expressed that you knew i could handle it. You told that all the boys better watch out cause if they hurt me you'd personally kill them, and you were NOT kidding. I dont think i ever thanked you for being as nice as you were... and although we fight, i know later in life we will continue to be good friends, because right now i consider you a good friend. I know this sounds strange because i am younger than you,,, but i know you will find love, i want YOUR happiness and i know its coming, your a beautiful girl, with strong beliefs, and good morals, you have some of the nicest clothes ( preppy of course) and you got just swag about you thats unmatched. i cannot wait to meet the man of my dreams and introduce him to you and be able to tell you hes the one and have you love him as much as me, nd i cantwait to do the same for your future husband. if i never get the chance ro tell you this, i am proud of you, and i live to make you proud. never change, i love you the way you are. thanks for always being there. Love forever and always no matter what - Patrick

Daily GAGA

Last Girl On Earth Tour

On August 8th 2010, i will be seeing Rihanna and Ke$ha in concert!!! i have never been more excited for something.

the more in love we became... the more dangerous we became for eachother

love can be dangerous, and you need to know where to draw the line. never should a boy EVER hit you. statistics say it takes a girl 9 beatings for her to leave. those are jsut numbers... i say you leave the first time. not because you dont love them anymore, but because u love yourself more, and because you dont trust them anymore, and you shouldnt. you need to get yourself away. it may seem hard, and i am in no position to say i understand what you are going to... but rihanna says you must look at your situation prom the third eprson and judge it, so as the third person i say a lover should never be someone you are afraid of. love should never be scarey, unless you are afraid to loose someone. you life should never be at risk in the arms iof a lover, get away from them, then help other get away from their abusive lover. Get away from then, the second they hit you run away. as fast as you can, go to a frend, relative, go somewhere, jsut get away. because love shouldnt be dangerous, love shouldnt be physically painful.