This Is For The REAL Girls

Ookay, I'm SICK and TIRED for all of those fake people out there!!! (Espically the girls.) So that's why I'm posting this picture up for the REAL girls.

It's OKAY to be different. It's OKAY to be unique. (just sayin') Just read the thing below.





(if you can't read it, this is what it says)


This is for the girls who have the tendency to stay up all night listening to music that reminds them of their current situation. Who hide their fears, hurt, pain, and tears under with their smiles and laughs all on a daily basis. The girls who wear their hearts on their sleeve. The girls who pray things will workout just once and they'll be satisfied. The girls who scream and cry into their pillows because the rest of the world fails to listen. The girls who have it hard, but don't let anyone know that. The girls who may never have it easy. The girls who have so many secrets but will never tell a soul. The girls who have regrets and mistakes as a daily moral. The girls who don't always win, who may never win. The girls who stay up all night thinking about that one boy wondering if he'll ever notice her. The girls who get what they get and don't throw a fit. The girls who take life as it comes, hoping it'll get easier somewhere down the road. The girls who love with all of their hearts, but always gets broken. This is for the real girls.

HELP WANTED!!!

Ookay, soo I'm writing a new story and I have no idea what to name it and I was like, "why don't I get some people to help me?"

And so here y'all are!!! You guys get to help me chose the title!!! And what's the prize? Well, the prize is having a first glance in the new book I'm writing and a first glance at VT!!! Soo yeah . . .

BUT!!! If you want the prize, you must answer in the comments and you must put your email with your answer, and you can only answer ONCE!!! And if you answer twice, I WILL delete it!!

Ookay, soo, what the thingy I'm writing about is that, well, here, let me put it in a blurb form:


Sofia Johnson's life was perfect: She goes to the most exclusive school in New York, only for talented people; She's the Social Queen of the school; She's the best singer in the whole school; She's the person every girl wants to be, and looks up to; And she's the most popular person in the whole school. But all of that stops when a new girl named Vanessa Diaz, a foreign exchange student from Spain, takes it all away. That means she's not the Social Queen anymore; She's not the most popular girl anymore; She's not the person everyone looks up to, or wants to be; but one thing Vanessa won't and can't take away from Sofia is, being the best singer in the whole school. But when Vanessa takes too many things away from Sofia; there's no more Mrs. Nice Gal anymore in Sofia Johnson.


Soo, yeah, I hope you guys can help me with the title. So let the competition begin! Love you guys!! :)

The Girl With the Broken Smile

Ookay, soo I didn't post any new songs up, so I was thinking that I should do that right now, and here it is (if you've been waiting for a long time for this song) The Girl With the Broken Smile

:)

She has an empty spot,

Deep down in her fragile heart.

She doesn't know why it's there,

Maybe cause' no one cares.

She doesn't know why it won't leave,

But it's something she carries.

Day by boring day.

The pain never goes away.

Pre Chorus- She holds back her tears, cause' she knows once they come out. They will not stop; they'll just keep pouring down.

Chorus- Do you see the girl with the broken smile?

You know she fakes it oh so well.

Try to find the girl with the broken smile.

That even god himself can't tell.

You walked past the girl with the broken smile.

She wonders why no one see's it in her eyes.

You don't know the girl with the broken smile.

You don't hear her silent cries.

She gets tired of laughing,

Cause' she knows that she's not happy.

She used to think that her friends knew her,

Now she knows they see right through her.

People judge her by her age.

They think she's too young to know pain.

She needs someone who won't let her down.

Who will walk in when everyone else walks out.

Pre Chorus- She holds back her tears, cause' she knows once they come out. They won't stop; they'll just keep pouring down.

Chorus- Do you see the girl with the broken smile?

You know she fakes it oh so well.

Try to find the girl with the broken smile.

That even god himself can't tell.

You walked past the girl with the broken smile.

She wonders why no one see's it in her eyes.

You don't know the girl with the broken smile.

No one hears her silent cries.

She feels like she stands all alone.

When she gets back up she'll be scared to fall.

She can't remember her way home.

She's on her knees and starting to crawl.

She's held up so damn high.

On such a breakable thread.

No one knows who she is inside.

Or that her heart is coming close to being dead.

You don't see her.

You only see what you want.

Who she is, is invisible.

She isn't what you thought.

Do you know the girl with the broken smile?

You haven't known her for a while.