PureVolume

a reply to John...

wow... ok... so idk what to say... other than that i love you and am frankly happy you wrote that blog... i almost didnt even notice it... then i was about to go to my homepage on purevolume and thought, lets see about blogs... cus i remember that one you had up about our future and wanted to see if it was still there... and you had put up a hate one for me and i wanted to see if it was still there and what do you know... you put a new one up... and it says you love me and are sorry for hurting me... i dont accept the apologie yet, but one of these days, im hopin i will. but i have to go. im STARVING and my head hurts. i love you SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much john. you dont even know. love always and forever, Alex

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there is a point to this!!!!!!!

ONE
W.A.K.E.U.P.
there is NO SUCH THING as a purevolume tracker.
it does NOT exist. so quit posting stupid bulletins like
"OH-EM-GEEEEE this WORKS!!!"
no, it doesnt.

TWO
To the people who have like 25,000 friends,
are you serious?
You're stupid.
Go play in traffic.

THREE
Don't ever post pictures and say
"OMG, I'm so ugly"
"OMG, I'm so fat"
because if you were,
you wouldn't post them.
And if u do ur a freaking mongoloid.

FOUR
Nobody cares about threats over the internet.
Don't try to act hardcore with the keyboard.
Fighting online is like racing in the special olympics;
even if you win, you're still retarded.

FIVE
Quit crying
b/c you're not on someones top 8.
who the heck cares?
ITS FREAKING purevolume!

SIX
Who really gives a flip if
I don't accept you as a friend?
MOVE ON!!!
Don't send me another request or message asking
"what's up with you not adding me?"
I don't want you as a friend,
that's what's up!

SEVEN
Little 6th and 7th graders who have purevolume
and look like sluts,
go somewhere else
because nobody wants you here.

EIGHT
If you have decided to read this,
you are a true purevolume friend
Real friends read their blogs

NINE
I say you go and pass this on
and maybe it will finally get through people's brains

TEN
And if you open a blog it says something like
"repost this in 100 seconds or a ghost will rape your dog tonight,"
IT'S NOT REAL! QUIT BEING A FREAKING MORON

This is a test to see how many people
in your friends list
actually pay attention to you.

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best [All Time Low] song EVER!

REMEMBERING SUNDAY

He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes
Starting making his way past 2 in the morning
He hasn't been sober for days

Leaning now into the breeze
Remembering Sunday, he falls to his knees
They had breakfast together
But two eggs don't last
Like the feeling of what he needs

Now this place seems familiar to him
She pulled on his hand with a devilish grin
She led him upstairs, she led him upstairs
Left him dying to get in

Forgive me, I'm trying to find
My calling, I'm calling at night
I don't mean to be a bother,
But have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm going to ask her to marry me

Even though she doesn't believe in love,
He's determined to call her bluff
Who could deny these butterflies?
They're filling his gut

Waking the neighbors, unfamiliar faces
He pleads though he tries
But he's only denied
Now he's dying to get inside

Forgive me, I'm trying to find
My calling, I'm calling at night
I don't mean to be a bother,
But have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm going to ask her to marry me

The neighbors said she moved away
Funny how it rained all day
I didn't think much of it then
But it's starting to all make sense
Oh, I can see now that all of these clouds
Are following me in my desperate endeavor
To find my whoever, whoever she may be

[Juliet Simms:]
I'm not coming back (forgive me)
I've done something so terrible
I'm terrified to speak (I'm not calling, I'm not calling)
But you'd expect that from me
I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt, now the rain is just (You're driving me crazy, I'm)
Washing you out of my hair and out of my mind
Keeping an eye on the world,
From so many thousands of feet off the ground, I'm over you now
I'm at home in the clouds, and towering over your head

[Alex Gaskarth:]
"Well I guess I'll go home now...
I guess I'll go home now...
I guess I'll go home now...
I guess I'll go home"

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