What is Love?

I can't buy your love

Don't even wanna try.

Sometimes the truth won't make you happy,

Still I'm not gonna lie.

But don't ever question if my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you.

I know i'm far from perfect,

Nothin' like your entourage.

I can't grant you any wishes,

I won't promise you the stars.

But don't ever question if my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you.

Cause when you've given up,

When no matter what you do it's never good enough.

When you never thought that it could ever get this tough,

Thats when you feel my kind of love.

And when you're crying out.

When you fall and then can't pick your heavy off the ground

When the friends you thought you had haven't stuck around.

That's when you feel my kind of love.

You won't see me at the parties,

I guess I'm just no fun.

I won't be turning up the radio

Singing "Baby You're The One".

But don't ever question if my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you.

I know sometimes I get angry

And I say what I don't mean.

I know I keep my heart protected,

Far away from my sleeve.

But don't ever question if my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you.

Cause when you've given up

When no matter what you do it's never good enough.

When you never thought that it could ever get this tough,

Thats when you feel my kind of love.

And when you're crying out.

When you fall and then can't pick your heavy off the ground

When the friends you thought you had haven't stuck around.

That's when you feel my kind of love.

Cause when you've given up.

When no matter what you do it's never good enough.

When you never thought that it could ever get this tough,

Thats when you feel my kind of love.

: Emeli Sande - My Kind Of Love Lyrics | MetroLyrics 

Growing Up

 I'm Afraid to grow up. I'm afraid to do things on my own without my parents direction and guidance. i don't want to buy a house, choose a career, get married and work my life away until I've finally accomplished what i wanted to do in life but by that time it will be too late, ill be old and probably have grandchildren of my own, they'll grow up and once again ill be all alone then in a couple of years i'll die and my name and remembrance will just  be a thing of the past. i really don't want to grow up.

Word- Flifferhuzzer

Definition- a mean cruel word used to describe someone who you do not have a liking for and should not be used on a regular bases only for people who really deserve to be called one.

Example- That girl over there with the purple hair is a real Flifferhuzzer

WARNING: this word could cause permanent damage to peoples social lives and should not be something that you take lightly. 

Teens in the adult world

I think that teens can contribute a lot to the adult world, since people already treat them like adults they should be recognized in the adult world. They can contribute a lot with their ideas. They help out by doing community service and they supply teachers with jobs because they go to school. They can do a lot of the work that some adults cant do because they are young and they have a fresh brain that can come up with new and exciting ideas. Teens also help out with elderly people when they cant help themselves because their sick. Teens can also help to drive people around that are no longer able to do so. All in All teens contribute a lot to the adult world

LOOKING FOR A BEST FRIEND

Now this is the story all about how my life got flipped turned upside down id like to take a minute just sit right there ill tell you how i ended up needing to find a best friend. The little town i live in doesn't exactly have a lot of people to choose from to be my perfect best friend and there are a lot of characteristics that i would like in a best friend. i need my best friend to be at least 5'4-6'2 they can be either male or female. i need my best friend to live near me so that we can hang out all the time. i also need my best friend to either be in my grade or one year younger or a year or two older just so i know that they are mature enough to handle being someones best friend. another quality that i look for in a friend is someone who is friendly loyal and has a good sense of humor but knows how to  be serious at the same time. I need my best friend to be somewhat intelligent and know how to problem solve. i need a best friend who knows how to make me feel better when im sad hurt or angry. What i look for in a best friend is the quality of forgiveness so that if i ever do anything wrong they will forgive me. Now to me this is not an unrealistic expectation. if you know of anyone that fits these qualitys you can reach me at 555-555-555 or at my email: needabestfriend@bestfriend.com.

Life in the eyes of an eraser

My life begins in a factory, i am made and manufactured then shipped off to some random store to be sold to random people that i do not know. i am separated from my mother and my father, all my sisters and brothers, aunts, uncles, cousins and if  i'm lucky i am shipped off with someone that i know just a little bit. i arrive at a store known as staples which i have never even heard of before, to me it sounds horrible and from what I've heard it its pretty horrible. they make it seem nice though, i get all wrapped up in this nice wrapping and then i get put into a package which i must admit does make me feel secure but it is not at all comfortable. After that i get put on this dusty old shelf all the way in the back where i sit through the hot summer months of June July and august just waiting for September to come, that's when all the kids come in for their school supply's and they get to pick which one of us they want, well that's what the other erasers told me. Finally after months of sitting and waiting in this hot wrapping and in this uncomfortable hot box September finally comes and i see people coming in and out buying school supply's for their kids and picking out erasers and as they choose the erasers that are in front of me i slowly start to make my way to the front of the shelf. By this time my box is rather dusty and everyone seems to be passing me by because who would want an old dusty eraser anyways right? When i think that all hope is gone and i think that ill just be thrown in the reject pile a little boy comes along looking for an eraser, and since there's only me and another guy on the shelf he carefully examines each one of us and to my surprise he picks me. Surprisingly i was upset that he picked me because i always thought that my owner would be someone cool, maybe a football player, a basketball player, some type of athlete or maybe someone who doesn't do a lot of homework so at least i know that my life will be long-lived, but this particular boy wasn't any of those things, he was an odd boy around the age of 11 or maybe 12 so i knew that he must have been just starting the 6th grade. he had glasses and suspenders on and his hair was slicked back in an unflattering way, basically he looked like one of those kids that was going to use me a lot seeing as how he does his homework a lot and seems to me as to be some kind of a geek, so i know in my heart of hearts that my life will be short lived but at least i can remember the wonderful time that i had sitting on that hot shelf and just waiting to be chosen...oh wait that sucked too so i guess i don't really have anything to look forward to considering my life will be over and i will be dead in maybe the next month..2 months if i'm lucky. We arrive at the kids house who's name i find out is Colby. He immediately unwraps me and throws me into a dark pencil case which smells brand new so that's a plus. he throws the pencil case in his backpack and where off to this place that Colby calls school. I get pulled out of his pencil case and lay on his desk while hes writing out everything and i'm just waiting for him to pick me up and slowly erase my existence, mistake by mistake....i wont go on anymore because we all know how the story ends and i want you all to remember me as who i am and not who i was. don't ever feel bad for me because it isn't your fault that i was born into this cruel cruel life, but i have accepted my fate and in turn you shall too.

Best wishes- Edward the eraser

One experience i had with courage was when i was 12 years old and  i stood up for a kid who was getting bullied. considering the fact that i was really shy it took a lot of effort  on my part to do that because usually i liked to stay to myself and not to meddle in the affairs of other people. But in this particular instance the person who was getting bullied seemed to be very nervous and shy and unable to stand up for herself, i was tempted to just walk away until i saw that the girl was crying so i took the initiative to be courageous and to stick up for that girl since no one else was going to. when i stuck up for her i felt very good about myself and although that one time of me sticking up for her didn't stop her from getting bullied at least i knew that i did something good in not contributing to the bullying but attempting to stand up for the girl that was getting bullied.