MY ONLY ONE


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My name is Ashton Lee McKinney. My birthday is September 25. I'm a Fresman at Bullard High school. I live in Fresno, California. Currently I'm single and crushin on 5 guys :X Most people at my school don't like me, or don't want to get to know me,but o well, their loss. I really am a nice person, but I do go to a rich school :[ so most of the people there are stuck up. My sister's name is Sirena. Best friend is Lulu, I tell her everything.<3
Guys
joel madden ; pierre bouvier ; orlando bloom ; benji madden ; tony lovato ; tyson ritter ; ryan key ; paul walker ; tom welling ; james marsters ; colin farrell ; justin timberlake ; nick lachey


Loves
MEST ; orange county choppers ; west coast choppers ; simple plan ; pepsi ; makeing out ; good charlotte ; chocolate ; concerts ; motorcyles ; hot topic ; peanut butter ; dancing ; upcoming bands ; piercings ; tattoos ; the all american rejects ; one tree hill ; talking on the phone ; matchbox 20 ; blue ; eeyore ; nice kind people ; lord of the rings (all movies)

Hates
Nic ; stalkers ; people call you names just for the certain bands you listen to (hint to Matt! stop hating on GC!) ; being a freshman ; Hilary Duff ; spiders ; liars ; backstabbers ; snobs ; vegetables ; smelly people ; preps ; lilix ; my sister's friends ; aaron carter(don't know why I just do)

Lyrics

Walking On Broken Glass -Mest Time goes by, I just try
To hold my head up high
People try to deny
Classify, or just hide
The feelings, what's inside
Broken hearts, and hard times
Don't let life break you down this time
I'm sitting here, crying here
You're alone and dying
There waiting for bad news
Like walking on broken glass
No answers for what was asked. You're all alone.
Cuz you know that I'd give my life for you
Time can be nothing but our enemy
Don't give up just hold on
Is the pain just too strong
To hold on Sometimes we're wrong when we think we're right
Tonight will be the night
You'll break free from this fight
Dont let life break you down this time
I'm sitting here, crying here
You're alone and dying
There waiting for bad news
Like walking on broken glass
No answers for what was asked. You're all alone.
Cuz you know that I'd give my life for you
Time can be nothing but our enemy
I die inside from all I feel
Does it have to be this way?
Memories of yesterday
When it all just slips away
I'd give up everything I had to keep you one more day
I know that it's not right
Why do we feel this way?
Why do I feel this way
I'm sitting here, crying here
You're alone and dying
There waiting for bad news
Like walking on broken glass
No answers for what was asked. You're all alone.
Cuz you know that I'd give my life for you
Time can be nothing but our enemy


Empty Apartment -Yellowcard
Call me out
You stayed inside
One you love
Is where you hide
Shot me down as I flew by
Crash and burn
I think sometimes you forget where the heart is
Answer no to these questions
Let her go, learn a lesson
It's not me, you're not listening now
Can't you see something's missing?
You forget where the heart is
Take you away from that empty apartment
You stay and forget where the heart is
Someday if ever you love me you'd say it's okay
Waking up from this nightmare
How's your life, what's it like there?
Is it all what you want it to be?
Does it hurt when you think about me?
And how broken my heart is
Take you away from that empty apartment
You stay and forget where the heart is
Someday if ever you love me you'd say it's okay
It's okay to be angry and never let go
It only gets harder the more that you know
When you get lonely if no one's around
You know that I'll catch you when you're falling down
We came together but you left alone
And I know how it feels to walk out on your own
Maybe someday I will see you again
And you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend
Take you away from that empty apartment
You stay and forget where the heart is
Someday if ever you love me you'd say its okay
It's okay
It's okay

Uh-Oh [22 Aug 2003|08:41pm]
20 |Hold On

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