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  • Nina Charlie St-Rose, 16 years old.

    Aspiring journalist, writer and rockstar. Here you will find music, art, words and pictures that inspire me, and me ranting about my everyday life as a teenager.

    I believe in music, love and other beautiful things.

    "It’s that feeling when you hear your favorite song… that feeling whether you’re in a car or a party or alone at home in bed, and you hear the song and it hits you so strong… that’s sort of my favorite thing about music." Julian Casablancas

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girl with pink hair

she’s the girl with the pink hair,

you look at her,

she doesn’t care.

she likes to wear

band t shirts,

she listens to the strokes.

her friends at school,

think she’s crazy,

walking around and being lazy,

nobody knows,

where is it that she goes

in the night.

she sneaks out of her room,

dressed in jeans

she puts his favorite perfume on.

tucks in her shirt

looks in the mirror,

she is just a girl in love.

walking on the streets

in the dark dark night

she isn’t scared.

she can’t wait to see him

hold his hand

touch his hair.

he’s waiting at the gate,

they missed the concert

‘cause he came too late.

instead they drive around in his car,

wasting time

and taking pictures in the dark.

it’s already 3am,

the girl with pink hair starts to care.

they walk back to her house,

they kiss and she starts walking and she doesn’t turn around.

everybody’s still asleep

she climbs through the window

and she starts to weep

holding the note that she found inside his car

she goes to sleep

dreaming she was somewhere far, far, faraway.

5 ♥ / 1 week ago

Do you still remember?

Since the day we met,
I knew I was in love.
I knew I wouldn’t forget,
If you broke my heart.
 
From that day on we were together,
No one could tear us apart.
 
So why does it feel like,

none of this happened?
Please tell me

why did this have to end?
 
Do you still remember?
Or did you forget?
 
The way…
We talked and we cried,
We laughed and we lied,
Until it was over.
I screamed and you cursed,
We were falling headfirst
Until we touched the bottom.
 
Do you still remember?
 
The way you kissed me good night,
Looked at me when we’d fight,
And when you first saw me?
Because I never will forget
the place where we met,
And the first thing you told me.
 
Tell me baby
where did we go wrong?
Why does it feel like you moved on,
And none of this happened.
 
 
Do you still remember,
When you said we’d last forever?

 

6 ♥ / 1 month ago

untitled song lyrics i wrote when i was 13-14

It’s not my fault,
It’s your green eyes.
They kept me hypnotized,
I couldn’t think strait,
All I saw were just lies.

 

0 ♥ / 1 month ago

untitled song lyrics i wrote when i was 13-14

It’s time for me to forget
About my heart ever healing.
We both know it’d be best
If you were leaving
Ohhhh ohhhh
 
When you broke my heart,
I thought I’d never come trough
I was so on love
Leaving you was the hardest thing I could do.

0 ♥ / 1 month ago

untitled song lyrics i wrote when i was 13-14 

This feeling will not stop,
What is happening to me?
I think I fell in love.
I fell head over heels.
 
I never knew
that people could feel this way.
I never thought that love
would ever come my way.
 
Each time I see you
my stomach gets these butterflies
I try to get rid of them
but they don’t seem to want to die.
 
I have all these questions in my head:
Will you ever look at me?

0 ♥ / 1 month ago

untitled song lyrics i wrote when i was 13-14

I feel so lonely,
With no one to hold me right now.
I used to make it,
I used to be the one to break the hearts.
 
But since the day I met you,
You got the chance to turn my whole world upside down.
You told me that if I left you,
You’d come back to me and break my heart.
I promised I loved you,
Until you left and took my heart.
I told myself that you were just some guy passing by.
So why does it feel like,
My whole world is crashing down?
 
[Chorus]
I know I made stupid mistakes,
I didn’t mean to hurt you.
You took my heart,
And now you runaway
Like none of this had happened
You know that people change,
So please give me my last shot!
 
I never knew,
That you’d be so hard to forget.
You seemed just like another guy passing through,
But not after our first kiss.
 
I thought it was just a game,
Nothing too serious.
But when I’ve opened up my heart to you,
I never thought you’d just walk away..
After everything we’ve been through.
 
[Chorus]

0 ♥ / 1 month ago

the girl in the blue wig liked a boy with curly hair

I really like to play guitar,

and sing and sing along

even if I only know 3 chords to that song.

I really like your curly hair

when you walk down the hall

I get those silly butterflies.

and I know,

that this year you’re graduating,

going on tour with your band,

my heart is aching for your love.

so I write sappy poems about you,

should I stick them to your locker,

or should I go talk to you?

I’ll put my blue wig on,

with those silly big glasses,

so if I mess up,

it will just turn up in the past

and you will have no idea who I am.

you always wear those cool band t shirts,

you write about your favorite songs on facebook,

do you know, who I am,

I don’t know.

daydreaming on the ride to school,

wishing I was half as cool,

as the girl with green hair you always talk too.

so I put my blue wig on,

go to that gig where you play at

I’ll be in the front row

with all the girls screaming your name.

and then you’ll see,

my eyes,

you’ll recognize

and you’ll remember that one time I talked to you.

after the show,

you’ll come and see me,

you’ll say hello,

please don’t leave me,

and if it’s so,

I’ll take my blue wig off,

and let you see who I am.

this summer we’ll have the best time,

we’ll be together.

3 ♥ / 1 month ago

a poem about smelling nice

you smell so nice,

yeah that’s right.

don’t think I’m a weirdo

‘cause I’m not.

you keep spraying axe on,

all the time.

there’s a constant cloud of good smells around you.

if you keep spraying all that smell,

your nose will stop smelling,

and you’ll never get to smell,

the perfume I put on.

if you’re listening to this song,

you may have noticed that I use the word smell a lot.

It’s the word I use

because it’s the only thing I know about you.

and again, I don’t mean to sound like a creep at all.

and you smell nice.

3 ♥ / 1 month ago

i just wanna scream,

i just wanna yell,

to no on in particular.

the life we live,

seems like hell,

but then it all turns around.

so when you sleep,

you dream well,

because someday your dreams will come true.

4 ♥ / 3 months ago

walking to my bus stop,

listening to my ipod,

i’m running kind of late.

just remembered i forgot,

my lunch bag on the kitchen table,

i’ll have to eat the cafeteria food.

0 ♥ / 3 months ago

feeling like a bad girl

in good girl’s jeans,

smoking all his cigarettes

just so he’ll stay with me.

i’m going crazy, i am changing,

ripping up my black jeans,

no one understands me,

i just wanna be freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

1 ♥ / 4 months ago

ugly neck,

ugly skull,

annoying voice,

stupid thoughts,

your heart will break,

your head will ache,

and until your last day,

you shall regret it.

5 ♥ / 4 months ago

from now on I’m keeping my secrets to myself,

listening to what the others have to say,

I don’t think you’ll ever hear about my dreams and ambitions,

because anyways all you’ll do is later use them to diss me.

so, no thank you.

6 ♥ / 4 months ago

~

he’s sweeter than chocolate,

brighter than the sunshine,

smells nicer than lilac,

has big brown eyes.

he likes to drink coffee,

sometimes smokes when he’s stressed,

he always wears nice sweathers

and sometimes wears v-necks.

never without his ray bans,

he likes to play guitar,

sometimes he even writes me a song.

i’ll always remember the day that we met,

he smiled

and his smile was hard to forget.

together we’ll travel the world,

together we’ll count the starts,

and together we’ll go live in new york,

right above a coffee shop.

i’m not good at writing poems,

but i’m hoping that this is enough,

and that maybe someday he’ll love me.

5 ♥ / 5 months ago

i hate maths.

i wish it didn’t exist.

i wish we didn’t have to study it at school.

i wish i hadn’t chosen the advanced class.

or i wish i was a genius,

but i’m not,

so i’ll keep wishing maths didn’t exist.

5 ♥ / 5 months ago
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