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you give me that hummingbird heartbeat <3| | She said that she wanted to get high.
He took her to the tallest hill in town.
She said that she wanted to stay up all night and drink.
He bought her a 12-pack of caffinated Pepsi and said, "Drink up."
She said that she wanted to shoot herself in the face.
He gave her a water gun, put her finger on the trigger, aimed it at her face, and helped her pull the trigger.
She said that she wanted to cut herself.
He took a polaroid of her, handed it to her along with scissors, and had her cut it up.
She said that she wanted to cry herself to sleep.
He had her watch a sad, romantic movie before bed.
She said that she wanted to see her blood.
He took her to get her ears pierced.
She said she wanted to be alone.
He gave her a name tag that said, "My name is: Alone."
She said she wanted to have someone there to take care of her, always.
He asked her when he wasn't.
In front of total strangers, would you kiss me? Call me for no reason.. just because you miss me? So I say a thousand stupid things, and half the time I never mean them but this time I'm serious. I'm never going to talk to you first. So if I mean anything, anything at all to you, then you can talk to me because I give up.
She's as pretty as a picture every bit as funny as she is smart;
Got a smile that'll hold you together & a touch that'll tear you apart;
When she's yours she brings the sunshine when she's gone the world goes dark;
Yeah, she's heaven on the eyes but boy she's hell on the heart.
I could sit here and tell you a million pretty things. I could compare you to the stars or the moon. I could go on about your smile, your eyes, or the shiver I get down my back every single time you hold my hand. I could say all that, but the truth is in every line. A whisper in your ear wouldn’t add up. I’m kind of a wreck. I could never describe how I feel about you because the word ‘love’ just doesn’t do it.. but it’s all I got. I love you. I’ve known for too long, and all I know is it's the last thing you want to hear from me. I don’t want you to say it back, not yet, not even if for some reason you want to. It’s not something I want whispered at the end of every phone conversation and every time we say goodbye because I don’t want to cheapen it by trying to put words to the way I feel about you when there aren’t really any words, even for me - which is impressive. I just want you to know that it's how I feel about you, so I’m not gonna mess this up, okay? All I want is you..can't you see that?
For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be with someone you can't get out of your head, so that when your lips finally touch you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep you never want to come up for air. You can't cheat your first kiss. Trust me, you don't want to. Cause when you find that right person for a first kiss, it's everything.
No person has the right to condemn you on how
you repair your heart, because no one knows
how much you're hurting.
--Grey's Anatomy.
It made me wonder how many times we forgive just because we
don't want to lose someone, even if they don't deserve our forgiveness.
I know sometimes people say that it’ll be alright, but it helps you think that it’s not that way in her mind. And everything is not fine, so don’t tell her it takes time because everywhere she looks, she’s reminded of his life.
Sometimes there doesn't even have to be a reason. I knew from experience that no matter how much you turn things in your head, trying to make sense of them. Some people just defy all logic.
She's still thinking about you. She's still talking about you. She's still pretending that she hates you. She's still in love with you & she's still not over you.
i just need to know that someone out there listens & understands
& doesnt try to sleep with people even if they could have.
i need to know that these people exist.
( The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky )
Now I understand why some people get themselves drunk. It's not because they just want to get wasted but because they want to escape each killing moment they spent every fucking night thinking about what's happening with their damn life. Of course they don't forget their problems - at least they don't spend the night crying themselves to sleep.
My feelings just changed. I had been waiting for you to realize you couldn't go another day without me. I had played out every excuse you could of had for putting all that time between us. Missing you had become second nature to me. And somewhere in the last year, when I never got that phone call, and you never showed up at my window, and we never ran into each other, I just stopped feeling like I needed you so much.
It's so completely ridiculous. If it was anyone else, I would hold a grudge for months. But with you, I last all of ten minutes and then I fall under your spell again.
It’s just one of those days when everything is completely wrong, and yet you don’t even know why you’re so depressed. And it’s one of those days when you wish that everyone would just leave you alone and go away. Yeah, it’s one of those days when all you need is to be left alone. Yet, at the same time you wish someone out there would care.
it's never too late to have a fresh start on things. maybe you're
going to finally quit drinking today. or maybe you've decided
to break up with that god awful boyfriend of yours. maybe
you're going to put down the blade or swear off drugs. maybe
you've just decided to put a positive twist on your darkened
life. whatever you decide to do - it's never too late. go back to
the purest place in your heart and bring it back. the world needs
a little bit more of your sunshine, yes - yours! have faith in yourself.
~ JUSTTRUSTLOVE :)
You're the prince to my ballerina. You feed other people's parking meters. You encourage the eating of ice cream. You would somersault in sand with me. You talk to loners, you ask how's your week. You give love to all and give love to me. You're obsessed with hiding the sticks and stones. When I fear the unknown you feel like home, you feel like home. You put my feet back on the ground. Did you know you brought me around? You were sweet, and you were sound. You saved me. You're the warmth in my summer breeze. You're the ivory to my ebony keys. You would share your last jelly bean. You would somersault in sand with me.
Did you ever notice how you can be sitting in the middle of doing something one day and all of a sudden you will remember the beginning? Like the first time we held hands or the first song we sang in the car together? Maybe the first time we went to the movies or danced? Maybe something smaller like a joke that we laughed at for what seemed like hours, or a day we spent shopping, or a fast food restaurant we ate at? Sometimes I'll be sitting in the middle of doing something & I'll remember, and it makes me think, "Look how far we have come. Look how long it has been. Look how happy we made each other from day one." And that's something so sentimental that it brings tears to my eyes.
"Sometimes in life there really are bonds formed that can never be broken. Sometimes you really can find that one person who will stand by you no matter what. Maybe you will find it in a spouse and celebrate it with your dream wedding. But there's also the chance that the one person you can count on for a lifetime, the one person who knows you sometimes better than you know yourself, is the same person who's been standing beside you all along."-Bride Wars
As I look back on all that's happened...growing up, growing together, changing you, changing me - there were times when we dreamed together, when we laughed and cried together. As I look back on those days, I realize how much I'll truly miss you and how much I truly love you. The past may be gone forever...and what the future holds, our today’s make the memories of tomorrow. So, my lifetime friend, it is with all my heart that I send you my love, hoping that you'll always carry my smile with you, for all we have meant to each other and for what the future may hold.
I know we're headed somewhere, I can see how far we've come. But still, I can't remember anything. Let's not do the wrong thing and I'll swear it might be fun. It's a long way down when all the knots we've tied come undone. Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down.
"Accept everything about yourself - I mean everything, you are you and that is the beginning and the end - no apologies, no regrets." - Clark Moustakas
I've had the pretty boys. But that's all they are, just something nice to look at. Most of them have no depth. Quit being so shallow and let a nice guy in. You'll be surprised how quickly he will steal away your breath. But most importantly, how innocently he takes your heart.
I can't stop crying. I don't understand, and it's not the loud, screaming crying. It's just the tears continuously roll down my face, and I can't do anything to stop them. I thought by meeting this new guy, talking to this guy on the phone all night, and looking forward to seeing his face everyday, it would make me stop wanting you. That wasn't the case at all; instead, when I talk to this guy, or when I look at this guy, all I want in the world is for it to be you.
later that day, i got to thinking about relationships. there are those that open
you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those
that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected,
those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back.
but the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one
you have with yourself. and if you can find someone to love the you you love,
well, that's just fabulous.
it doesn't take a lot of effort to be there for someone. you don't have to have this whole speech built up of all the right things to say. you don't have to do the "right" thing at the "right" time. sometimes you just have to exist. you just have to be there when they need you, and try your best to understand. sometimes all we need is someone who understands. -perfectximperfection_quotes
This is life. People have crises, they push each other's buttons, they inflict pain on one another. And once in a fucking blue moon they bring out the best in each other. But mostly, they bring out the worst.
"It’s a common belief that positive thinking leads to a happier, healthier life. As children we are told to smile, be cheerful and put on a happy face. As adults we are told to look on the bright side, to make lemonade and see glasses as half full. Sometimes reality can get in the way of our ability to act the happy part though. Your hope can fail, boyfriends can cheat, friends can disappoint. In these moments, when you just want to get real, drop the act, and be your true scared unhappy self." -Meredith Grey
Sometimes all I really want to do is sit beside you. I want to watch cheesy and crappy movies with you, and we will laugh at them together. I want to plan things with you, things we'll never do, but for some reason just planning them with you is fine with me. I want to talk to you about everything and anything. I want to goof around with you and make jokes that aren't funny but we'll laugh nonetheless. I just want to fall in love with you over and over and maybe at one point we'll get tired of each other, but until then, I want you, and just you.
A fight was all she needed to give her reason, she slammed the door with no goodbye and knew that it was time. now she's driving too fast, she didn't care to glance behind. through her tears she laughed, it's time to kiss the past goodbye. I'm finally on my own, don't try to tell me no. there's so much more for me, just watch what I will be.
We will save ourselves. But not by prayers of mourning. Not by indolence or strong drink. Not by the pleasures of the body or by ignorance. Not by submission and humbleness. But by pride. By dignity. By becoming hard and strong. We must build strength for our real true purpose.
“Grown-ups love figures. When you tell them that you have made a new friend, they never ask you any questions about essentail matters. They never say to you, “What does his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies?” Instead, they demand: “How old is he? How many brothers has he? How much does he weigh? How much money does his father make?” Only from these figures do they think they have learned anything about him.”
— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
Everyone lives in their own world. They live with the only things they know, and have known all their lives. Unless you experience all that is in this world you can never understand it. You must know pain, sadness, joy and love. Fear and safety. Love and hate.You may have been a hero. And must experience being an outcast. Until you’ve felt all that’s in this world, you can never understand it.
Dare to reach out your hand into the darkness, to pull another hand into the light.
By healing the souls of the wounded, we in turn aid in our own healing process.
By helping a lost individual find their place in the world, we better understand our own.
By helping an insecure heart see and accept its worth as a human being, we reaffirm our own value.
Through the simplest of acts, one can pull a troubled soul of its hole.
By aiding others, we cause the seemingly evading darkness which surrounds us to dissipate.
Never underestimate the positive effect you have on others, it reflects on yourself.
Your ability to perform good in this world is omnipotent.
“Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.” - Buddha
the greatest irony of love:
loving the right person at the wrong time,
having the wrong person when the time is right
and finding out you love someone
right after that person walks out of your life.
and sometimes, you think you’re already over a person,
but when you see them smile at you,
you’ll suddenly realize that you’re just pretending to be over them
to ease the pain of knowing that they will never be yours again.
for some, they think that letting go
is one way of expressing how much you love the person..
and some are afraid to see the one they love
being held by someone else.
most relationships tend to fail
not because of the absence of love.
love is always present.
it’s just that one was being loved too much
and the other was being loved too little.
as we all know that the heart is the center of the body
but it beats on the left.
maybe that’s the reason why the heart is not always right.
most often, we fall in love with the person we think we love
but only to discover that for them,
we are just to pass the time.
while the one who truly loves us
remains either a friend or a stranger.
so here’s a piece of advice:
let go when you’re hurting too much.
give up when love isn’t enough,
and move on when things are not like before.
for sure, there is someone out there who will love you even more.
“I respect the secrets and magic of nature. That’s why it makes me so angry when I see these things that are happening in the world, that every second I hear the size of a football field is torn down in the Amazon. That kind of stuff really bothers me. I love the planet. I love trees. I have this thing for trees and the color and changing of leaves. I love it. I respect those kind of things. I really feel that nature is trying to compensate for man’s mismanagement of the planet. The planet is sick, like a fever. If we dont fix it now it is at the point of no return. This is our last chance to fix this problem that we have or it’s like a runaway train. The time has come. This is It. People are always saying.. “Oh they, they’ll take care of it.” “The government will do it. They’ll” They who? It starts with us. US. Or else it’ll never be done.”
- Michael Jackson
You make your own dream. That’s the Beatles’ story, isn’t it? That’s Yoko’s story. That’s what I’m saying now. Produce your own dream. If you want to save Peru, go save Peru. It’s quite possible to do anything, but not to put it on the leaders and the parking meters. Don’t expect Jimmy Carter or Ronald Reagan or John Lennon or Yoko Ono or Bob Dylan or Jesus Christ to come and do it for you. You have to do it yourself. That’s what the great masters and mistresses have been saying ever since time began. They can point the way, leave signposts and little instructions in various books that are now called holy and worshipped for the cover of the book and not for what it says, but the instructions are all there for all to see, have always been and always will be. There’s nothing new under the sun. All the roads lead to Rome. And people cannot provide it for you. I can’t wake you up. You can wake you up. I can’t cure you. You can cure you.
— John Lennon
Some people don't want to be saved. Because saving means changing and changing is always harder than staying the same. It takes courage to face yourself in the mirror and look beyond the reflection. To find the you that you should have been. The you who got derailed by cruel events. Events that took your life’s natural trajectory and twisted it. Changing it into something unimaginable or even incredible.
When troubled, we have our choice of either surface comfort or psychic understanding. If the choice is for comfort, such as associating with those who sympathize, we cannot have understanding. The demand for comfort blocks psychic insight. But if the choice is for understanding, which forces you to stand all alone without comfort, understanding breaks through. Every time we choose understanding over comfort, we walk a greater distance away from troubles, for such are caused by misunderstanding
I think that if I ever have kids, and they are upset, I won’t tell them that people are starving in China or anything like that because it wouldn’t change the fact that they were upset. And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn’t really change the fact that you have what you have.
When someone cries so hard that it hurts their throat, it is out of frustration or knowing that no matter what you can do or attempt to do can change the situation. When you feel like you need to cry, when you want to just get it out, relieve some of the pressure from the inside - that is true pain. Because no matter how hard you try or how bad you want to, you can’t. That pain just stays in place. Then, if you are lucky, one small tear may escape from those eyes that water constantly. That one tear, that tiny, salty, droplet of moisture is a means of escape. Although it’s just a small tear, it is the heaviest thing in the world. And it doesn’t do a damn thing to fix anything
For the first time, he heard something that he knew to be music. He heard people singing. Behind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too. But perhaps, it was only an echo.
There are things that we don't want
to happen but have to accept,
things we don't want to know
but have to learn,
& people we don't want to live
without but have to let go.
no one is afraid of heights;
they are afraid to fall. no one
is afraid to play, they are afraid
to lose. no one is afraid of the dark,
they are afraid of what’s in it.
no one is afraid to say i love you,
they are afraid of the response.
If you have a positive attitude and
constantly strive to give your best effort,
eventually you will overcome your
immediate problems and find you are
ready for greater challenges.
If I die tomorrow, there will be people who have totally different memories of me: to one person I might be the bitch who thought she was better. To another person I might be the ugliest person on this planet. To her I might be the gorgeous, lucky girl who she despised because I was spoiled rotten. To another girl I might be the girl who got really good grades, so jealousy erupted. To him I might be the girl with the annoying laugh. To another guy I could be remembered as the girl who wasn't anything to him. Maybe I'll be remembered as the girl who was always on her phone, or the girl my roommate disliked. But none of that matters, you know why? By my best friends I'll be remembered as the girl with the contagious laugh and the girl they would go to if they ever needed anything. By my boyfriend I'll be remembered as the most amazing and beautiful girl he has ever met.
lately i really miss some of my friends
that i'm not as close to anymore.
or just haven't talked to in a while.
some of them, on the other hand,
i don't care that i'm not friends with
anymore. i'm done with all their drama
forget how he called you beautiful.
forget how he gave you butterflies
every time you saw him. forget your first kiss.
forget about how everyone talked about
how cute you two were together.
forget the way he held you tightly in his arms.
forget everything you loved about him.
remember how he broke you heart
all my life i thought i needed the perfect setting,
the perfect opportunity, and the perfect way
to tell someone i loved them. but suddenly,
i realized i don't need any of that because
i know it'll be perfect as long as i'm saying it to you
it's sad when people you know become
people you knew. when you can
walk right past someone like they were
never a big part of your life. how you
used to be able to talk to them for
hours and now you can barely even look at them
the truth is, we're still young. we've got time
to mess up, things to do that we'll regret,
hearts to break and mend, and parties we'll
never forget. because right now we're just
kids and well, we've got to fuck this up right
it's so amazing when you fall in love for the first time.
it's all so new; the butterflies, smiles, hugs, and all
of the nights spent on the phone. what makes it even
more amazing is that it never really ends. if you truly
love somebody, you never really stop. you'll move on,
you'll try to replace, but there are always going to be
times when you think back to the times when you really felt alive
sometimes late at night, i think about all the things that have been,
all the things that haven't been,
and all the things yet to be.
if my heart could explode into a billion tiny pieces and scatter themselves,
if i could live on all over the world.
i wonder if this world will ever make sense to me,
if i will truly understand anything.
and if there's really anything to understand at all.
I love what you are, and what you do and how you try.
I've seen your kindness and your strength that carries
you through. I've seen the best of you. I've seen the
worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity
exactly what you are. And I love you.
I want you to make the effort.
I want to be sought after, irresistibly.
I want to occupy your mind, as you do mine.
sometimes late at night, i think about all the things that have been,
all the things that haven't been,
and all the things yet to be.
if my heart could explode into a billion tiny pieces and scatter themselves,
if i could live on all over the world.
i wonder if this world will ever make sense to me,
if i will truly understand anything.
and if there's really anything to understand at all.
i believe that two people are connected at the heart,
and it doesn't matter what you do, or who you are,
or where you live. there are no boundaries or
barriers if two people are destined to be together.
There's a reason to live and there's a reason to die. There's a reason to stay and there's a reason to fly. You don't know what you want but you can't say goodbye. There's a reason to give and there's a reason to try now. It's all gone and you're feeling alone. You can't look back but you can't go home.
You can deny all you want, but if it hurts, it means you care.
she didn't fall for him for his hot body or his
amazing smile; there was something in his
words that made her fall harder than she
ever had before.
Let's become little old ladies together- we'll stay up late looking at old pictures, telling "remember when" stories, and laughing till our sides ache. Let's become eccentric together- the kind of old ladies who take long walks, wear silly hats, and get away with acting outrageous in public places. And if anybody should ask how long we've been friends, we'll say, "Oh, forever - since before you were even born!" Let's become little old ladies together- because a friendship that's as special as ours can only grow better through the years
I love you. God, I miss you. And I forgive you.
- Remember Me
Before you, I was never so emotional. No one could make me cry, and no one made me think so hard. But now the tears flow like rain from the saddest sky there is, and my frantic thoughts are tearing me apart. I'm not going to let it end this way. I'm done feeling sorry for myself, and I'm done being broken, and I'm done letting you make me feel like that at all. I'm going to make myself stronger,no matter how I have to do it, because these thoughts are enough to drive someone insane, and I'm not going to let that be me anymore. I'm taking a stand.
Goodbye’s not the word that he wants to hear, your life spent put on hold for almost two years. You’ve tried and you’ve tried and you gave it your all. It’s sad to say cause dreams are too small. And we used to be afraid but we found our way. Hello to a broken world that has gone on without you. In twenty years you haven’t found any evidence of truth. I don’t blame you for questioning why people fall in love. It’s all the things you were taught to run from.
She cries because she's lost and she doesn't even know what she wants and she hides all alone inside the pain that she won't let go. She's watching her life pass her by, watching it all through her watering eyes but I'll be chasing dragonflies from her darkest skies until the day she dies.
"He's not perfect. You aren't either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, casues you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn't going to quote poetry, he's not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don't hurt him, don't change him, and don't expect more than he can give. Don't analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he's not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don't exist, but there's always one guy that is perfect for you." -Bob Marley
Although I look odd in a bikini, and inevitably get burned to a crisp, I love beaches. I like watching the sea and thinking un-challenging thoughts like 'wow, all that water,' or 'god, the sea’s really big.' I like seeing the waves froth and fizzle on the shore. Or digging my feet into the warm sand and feeling it grainy between my toes. I love looking for shells - those curly ones like tiny unicorn horns - and smooth gray pebbles with streaks of marble running through.I love closing my eyes and listening to the crashing waves and people’s laughter. And smelling the salty air, tasting it on my lips. My favorite thing is to paddle in clear water, searching for gold. I'll see a glinting speck and try to pinch it up. Of course, it never is gold, just another grain of sand made shimmery by sun and water. But I don’t mind because the joy is all in the seeking. - Anna Maxted
I keep thinking of how much I love talking to you, how good you look when you smile, how much I love your laugh. I daydream about you off and on, replaying our conversations, laughing at funny things you said or did. I've memorized your face and the way that you look at me. I catch myself smiling again at what I imagined. I wonder what will happen the next time we're together. And even though neither of us know what the future holds, I know one thing for sure, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me.
Honesty is a hard attribute to find, when we all want to seem like we've got it all figured out. Well let me be the first to say that I don't have a clue, i don't have all the answers. And im not going to pretend like i do.
If I've learned anything in life, it is that sometimes things get in your path and you have a choice: you can either smash right into them, or you can adjust and move around, but you have to do one or the other in order to move forward.
[GOSSIP GIRL]
Sometimes we take for granted the people in our lives that mean so much and when we finally realize that, it can be too late. Take advantage of every minute you have, hold onto and cherish every second. Have no regrets and never forget those that made you into who you are.
We fight mainly for one reason. `Cause when you fight you truly find out how much you`re willing to take before you break. & when you break, you need to see if that other person truly cares enough to make everything okay again. `Cause without fighting liars of love would be walking all over the place.
You see," he says to the girl, "you closed your eyes. That was the difference. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. and if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too ; even when you're in the dark, even when you're falling."
so far i've learned that everyday of your life must be lived to the fullest. life is about smiling, laughing & crying. life is about making the most of what you have & what you're given. its about keeping relationships & losing them. life is about falling in love & losing someone you love. life was given to us as a challenge & its not easy but you have to try & meet that challenge & make the most of it while you can cause you dont actually know when it will be your turn to lay down to rest. you only have one shot at life so make sure you take it with both hands & squeeze every little drop out of it you can.
If you're feeling frightened about what comes next, don't be. Embrace the uncertainty. Allow it to lead you places. Be brave as it challenges you to exercise both your heart and your mind as you create your own path towards happiness, don't waste time with regret. Spin wildly into your next action. Enjoy the present, each moment, as it comes; because you'll never get another one quite like it. And if you should ever look up and find yourself lost, simply take a breath and start over. Retrace your steps and go back to the purest place in your heart... where your hope lives. You'll find your way again.
[GILMORE GIRLS]
She's beautiful but she'll never admit it. Music is her life, literally. Ask for a good song, she'll give you five. Jeans and wearing her hair down are her trademarks. She's afraid of the dark and obsessed with her friends. When she smiles her whole face lights up. And her heart is broken by a guy who doesn't love her. And you know what? She actually cares.
I want to remember how you’ve made me laugh and sometimes cry. And I never want to forget how special and different you are. And how you touched my heart in a way that no one else ever could.
Music can lift us out of depression or move us to tears - it is a remedy, a tonic, orange juice for the ear. But for many of my neurological patients, music is even more - it can provide access, even when no medication can, to movement, to speech, to life. For them, music is not a luxury, but a necessity.
( Oliver Sacks )
After the funeral, my grandfather hugged me. And I’ll never forget what he said. He told me that he had just lost the love of his life, the most important thing in the world to him, and that it hurt like hell. He said he probably wouldn't ever be the same. But then he looked me straight in the eyes; he said that his time with her was something he would never trade, that it was the only thing worth living for. He told me to find that. He told me that once I had that, nothing else would be as important. And he said once I found it, to cherish it and never let it go.
And then there was the guy who did it. Brown-haired, brown-eyed, cute guy. Up close, she realized he was way better looking than cute, especially when he got that expression of... concern. He might have been part of the popular crowd, but in the nanosecond their eyes had met, she'd had the strangest sense that he was as real as they came.
I want everyone to know, but mostly you- that I am so strong. You pushed me into the dirt, but I have the strength to rise again. So don't you ever, ever, tell me I'm not strong enough. You made me strong.
Yes I love him. I love him more than anything else in the world and there is nothing that i would like better than to hold onto him forever. But i know its not for the best. So no matter how much my heart is going to break, I've got to let him go so he can know that's just how much i love him. Maybe if I'm lucky, he'll come back, but if not -- i can make it through this.
Chances are I'll never get a moment like this again, so here's everything I ever wanted to tell you. No one has ever gotten me like you; I've never found anyone who makes me laugh like you. You're the one person who I can honestly see myself happy with; the definition of love to me is you.
I've been through so much with you, more than any other guy and I still want you as much as I did the first time I laid eyes on you. Every time I see you, it's like meeting you for the first time all over again. It's the butterflies in the stomach, the not knowing what to say, but out of all the things you've taught me, there's still one thing I don't know. I don't know how to fall out of love with you. I don't know how to let go and as I stand there looking at you, I wonder if there will ever be a day when I get over your smile, when will I let go of the hugs you gave me that I continue to feel. A day when I forget the words you said to me, forget what you meant to me or forget how much I love you. But, no matter what you did to me or whatever happens to us, I know I could get over, let go, or forget you. When you care about something as much as I do you, being apart is the hardest thing to get used to. I thought I'd handle it just fine and that I'd be happy just to keep you on my mind. But it isn't always that easy. Sometimes, one thing that would please me the most is simply seeing you. I knew that I'd miss you, I just didn't know I'd miss you as much as I do. I want to share my tears with you. I want to share my love with you. I want to share my happiness with you. I want to share my strength with you, my smiles, my frowns, my joy, my loss, my good days, my bad days, the rain, the sunshine, hot cocoa, and the snowflakes. I want to share my life with you.
I will always look at the world, and the people inside of it with equality. I will face each day as if it will be the last day I have alive. I will do my best to face each day with a smile on my face. I will never look further than tomorrow, and never look past yesterday. I will never look at something with regret, but look at it as a lesson. I won’t ever have to let go of the memories in the back of my head, but I will have to let go of the people who were there during those times, and when the time comes to do so, I will do so without regret. I will acknowledge those few people who have inspired me, and say goodbye to the people who have caused me pain. I will welcome tomorrow with open arms, no matter how low I feel today. I will be ready to let go of yesterday when tomorrow comes, so when I look back upon today in the future I will be proud of what I did. I will take small steps to change the world, to inspire, to help all I can. I will never regret the steps I have taken to become who I am. I will never hate what I’ve been given, I will never deny who I am, and I will never lie to make someone happy. I will hold myself together in an event of pain, or sadness. I will be happy with whatever hands I get dealt, and won’t take the day for granted. - x_loveislost
People should be able to love whoever the fuck they wanna love and no matter what you believe, you should be allowed to live your life the way you wanna live it. -Alex Gaskarth
I miss knowing you were always there. I miss the security. I miss the stupid fights that either made us shut up until next time or somehow made us stronger. I miss holding your hand. I miss you holding back. I miss you not holding back. I miss your scruff and always being amazed that I walked away without severe beard-burn. I miss those nights when we didn’t want to stop being with each other. I miss getting so pissed at something you would say or do and trying to deal with it on my own until you made me fess up. I miss surprising you. I miss being surprised by the glimpses of your humanity every now and then. I miss the look you’d get when i’d touch your cheek. I miss how you thought you were so stealth with your mood changes when you really can’t hide them from me. I miss how i always knew where I stood. I think I miss your hugs the most. didn't need them often, but now when I do, it sucks to know you’re not around to give them.
When you're friends sometimes the right thing to do is not to point out that she hasn't touched her fries, and not to point out that maybe she's over reacting, instead you smile and sit with her and say "I understand" when really, you don't understand at all.
For all those parents who wonder, How do I get my kids to read? - here's a simple, earthshaking notion: give them a book. For gods sakes, give them a couple books. -James Patterson
Sometimes you just feel empty, lonely, insignificant. And it doesn’t matter what you do, no it doesn’t matter how many laps you run, musicals you join, classes you skip or how many pairs of shoes you buy - you still feel like crap. Sometimes i just feel like taking off, selling everything i own and running away to somewhere so distant, running away into the unknown.
If anyone tells you that you can't achieve your dreams, or puts you down, make your hand into a claw and tell them you're a little monster and you can do whatever the fuck you want. - Lady Gaga
to be a good human being is to have a kind of openness
to the world, an ability to trust uncertain things beyond
your own control that can lead you to be shattered in
very extreme circumstances for which you were not to
blame. that says something very important about the
condition of the ethical life: that it is based on a trust
in the uncertain and on a willingness to be exposed; it's
based on being more like a plant than like a jewel,
something rather fragile, but whose very particular
beauty is inseperable from that fragility.
~ martha nussbaum
"It gets worse before it gets better," that's what your best friend said in the letter. All the pictures are still on the shelf, and you're barely making rent by yourself. Your mom is worried for your health. You said it right from the start, these sorts of things fall apart. You take the subway home after work from your job as a retail clerk. You're spending all the money you've saved, records keep the quiet away; up all night and sleep all day. He said it right from the start, these sorts of things fall apart.
"You can't wait around for things to happen for you. You have to have power in your life. So if you don't speak up for yourself and speak your mind, no one else will do it for you- and how else are you going to get what you want?" -Kristin Cavallari
Shut up, wipe those tears from your eyes. Print out a picture of him and throw darts at it until there's a hole in your fucking wall. Look in the mirror and scream until you can't breathe, blast your favorite song and laugh. I want you to find yourself again. Because the girl I knew six months ago before she met that asshole who changed her temporarily used to not give a shit about what people say. He fucking destroyed you, and nobody messes with my friends. Give me his number, his life is about be hell. :) ©cantstopmyshine
And he knows when something's wrong, even through a text. We'll just be texting, and he'll suddenly ask "what's going on? Something's wrong". And I'll say "no", and he'll ask if I'm sure. And I'll say "yeah, I'm sure", then he'll say "okay", and then I'll end up exploding all my pent up feelings on him anyway. ©apatheticaspirations
Reach for the stars, stand on your tiptoes, and never tell yourself no. You, yes you, can achieve anything. It may take months, it may take years, but when you finally have a firm grasp on a star, the reward is breathtaking.
It's 2 a.m. and I'm not sleeping yet. Just thinking about how fast things changed, with one simple conversation you swept everything away. I never knew words could destroy so much.
I'm sick of pretending to be happy all the time, I'm sick of having to cheer everyone up when I can barely stand getting up in the morning. It just does not seem fair anymore.
there are three things we all should do every day. we should do this every day of our lives. number one is laugh. you should laugh every day. number two is think. you should spend some time in thought. and number three is, you should have your emotions moved to tears, could be happiness or joy. but think about it. if you laugh, you think, and you cry, that’s a full day. that’s a heck of a day. you do that seven days a week, you’re going to have something special.
She was a girl who knew how to be happy, even when she was sad. And that's important, you know.
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.
At the end of the day, you can eaither focus on what's
tearing you apart, or what's holding you together.
Women admire a man because he is strong , but they love him for his weaknesses.
I spend 23 hours a day wondering whether we're wrong for each other, wondering whether we've got the energy that we need to get through everything that we seem to get into, whether the baggage we both bring would sink a small ship. But in the 24th hour, I realize I've been thinking about him for 23 hours and I come back to, there's something about him I can't stay away from. Something that makes me want to love him.
I want you to believe that this isn't your fault. i want you to know that it was all me. i'm not ready for someone like you. i'm not ready to accept my flaws because i know you love me regardless of them and that scares the hell out of me.
No matter what your relationship status is, everyone has someone in the world they'd marry tomorrow if asked by them today.
Be happy again. Find someone who makes you happy.
It might be hard, you might think it's not possible but i'd
like you to try. the world is a better place when you smile.
I can be selfish sometimes, that's one of my flaws. In love I am selfish, insensitive, but I think love is complicated, more complicated than I'd like it to be. But maybe I'm just complicated.
--Leighton Meester
don't think too much, you'll think
your entire life away. just close
your eyes and follow your heart;
i promise it knows the way.
i really wonder why people suddenly change after they get what they wanted. one day they're sweet, the next day, they're not. one day they're here, the next day they're not. one day you're important to them, the next day you're worthless. one day they love you, the next day they don't care about you. that's how ironic people and things can be. pretty shits, pretty lies, pretty fucked up. but it's still your choice. cause you choose to get hurt when you choose to be in love.
i know that when we saw each other
for the first time in a long while,
we both knew exactly what the other
was thinking, but didn't say anything
because it was too complicated
I won't lose sleep over you. I will not cry over you,
I won't save no shit from you, but instead here's
what I'll do: I`ll date every guy I see & make sure
that you see me & you'll regret that you're no
longer the one standing next to me. I won't hate
on what you do when you find somebody new &
realize you are a fool, but instead here's what I'll do;
shake my head with such disgrace & throw my
success in your face.. To be back with me is
what you wish. I'll make you hate yourself for this.
And you get to a point where you stop
feeling sorry for yourself. You realize
no one's going to save you, so you have
to save yourself. You turn your life
around, not knowing where you're going,
just knowing that you'll do anything,
ANYTHING to be happy again.
It`s weird, you know the end of something
that has taken so much time to get over is
coming & you`re so relieved that it`s finally
here but you still, for some reason want to
hold on. Just for one more second...just so
it can hurt a little more. After all, this problem
has been your life for so long you`re not sure
if you`ll be used to being free.
Honestly, if you find someone who can make you feel like you're the best god damn thing in the universe just by calling you beautiful, stick with them. They're a rare breed.
I still remember the first day that we saw each other, the first time my blue eyes met your beautiful brown eyes, how we both stared for what seemed an eternity. I just wanted you to know, I'll never forget forget the butterflies.
To everyone else, i'm this bubbly, cheerful girl with an omnipresent smile that doesn't have a care in the world. i say stupid things and scream when people poke my sides. that's not fake - that's me. but there are deeper layers that only he seems to see. he called me out on wanting to do what i know i shouldn't, he remains skeptical when everyone else thinks i'm fine. maybe it's because I’m not acting like that same girl without any capacity for pain when he's around. when he's there, i'm quiet. more reserved. when he's around, it's impossible to mask how much i care with a smile or a tinkling laugh. my top layer doesn't exist around him. he can see straight into my soul, without any of the quirks piled on above. i'm still not sure whether that's good or bad.
( rawrr_x1399 )
It started kind, with good intention. It turned into harsh words without any meaning. Now, I'm laying in my bed face down in a pillow just trying to breathe. It didn't have to end this way.
He was the only one I had ever known who had the power to affect me so deeply. He could ignore me one day, sending me home with scores of bad poetry in my diary, and give me a compliment the next that left me on cloud nine for the rest of the week.
What is an “instant” death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must have been awful as her heart burst and her lungs collapsed and there was no air and no blood to her brain and only raw panic. What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous.
( Looking for Alaska by John Green )
I feel ashamed now that I tried to take my life. It is such a precious thing. I had no one to talk me out of my despair and that was a mistake. You need to keep people close. You need to give them access to your heart.
"Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid."
Albert Einstein
Because sometimes you have something you need to say but you can't because the words won't come out or you get scared or you feel stupid, so if you could write a song and sing it then you could say what you need to say and it would be beautiful and people would listen and you wouldn't make a complete idiot out of yourself, but all of us can't be songwriters so some of us will never be able to say what we're thinking or what we want other people to know that we're thinking so we'll never get the chance to make things right again ever.
LORELAI: Tomorrow.
LUKE: Same time as always.
MAX: I'd count on a little later.
LUKE: Doesn't matter what time it is. I'll always be around.
[GILMORE GIRLS]
Don't tell me you can't feel the chemistry. It's the only thing that makes me hold on. You're the best thing, and you don't even know it. It's like you never even do anything wrong.
Promise yourself to be strong, that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. Look at the sunny side of eveything & make your optimism come true. Think only the best, work only for the best, & expect only the best. Forget the mistakes of the past & press on to the greater achievements of the future. Give so much time to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others. Live in the faith that the whole world is on your side as long as you are true to the best that`s in you.
I`ve learned that no matter how much you care, some people don`t deserve you. I`ve learned that it takes years to build up trust & it only takes suspicion, not proof to destroy it. I`ve learned that you shouldn`t compare yourself to others, they are probably more screwed up than you think. I`ve learned that the people you care about in life are taken away from you too soon & all the less important ones just never go away.
I spend 23 hours a day wondering whether we're wrong for each other, wondering whether we've got the energy that we need to get through everything that we seem to get into, whether the baggage we both bring would sink a small ship. But in the 24th hour, I realize I've been thinking about him for 23 hours and I come back to, there's something about him I can't stay away from. Something that makes me want to love him.
I want you to believe that this isn't your fault. i want you to know that it was all me. i'm not ready for someone like you. i'm not ready to accept my flaws because i know you love me regardless of them and that scares the hell out of me.
What’s worse, new wounds which are so horribly painful or old wounds that should have healed years ago and never did?
- Your fears climb up your spine like spiders, how can I show you that you have nothing to fear.
The grand finale came as constant color, thunder shapes dancing and painting the sky. And it struck me that we were all there by choice and by chance. We were there to watch the wonder, no one telling us what to do or how to respond. In the final minute, as the skies exploded, we did the same, all of us clapping and cheering. We had become one thing. It was a significant moment for me in this my new home, not forever but for now. This city never stops. People call it a monster and talk about feeling swallowed and alone. People constantly give up and go home with broken dreams, feeling invisible, feeling forgotten. But last night I saw it pause. I saw thousands of people walk west with hope to catch a glimpse and then I saw them see it. I can't say why each person went or what their story was before the moment. I can only tell you that I went to feel alive. I went because it's too easy to forget, to believe the black night sky is only always black. I went to stand next to my friends in hopes that we could share this, remember this. Last night, I hope you felt the fireworks. I hope you saw the wonder when skies filled up with color. And in the moment, I hope you were reminded that it's possible, that beauty still happens. We don't only live in books awake and dreams asleep. We are living our stories you and I, with dreams inside us undeniable, love to give and people to walk with. I hope for you what I hope for myself. I hope for you the hope to know it.
She loves her momma's lemonade
hates the sounds that goodbyes make
She prays one day she'll find someone to need her
She swears there's no difference between the lies and compliments
It's all the same if everybody leaves her
And all the magazines tells her she's not good enough
The pictures that she sees makes her cry
she would change everything, everything, just ask her
She still lives with her mom outside the city, down that street about a half a mile. And all her friends tell her she's so pretty. But she'd be a whole lot prettier if she smiled once in a while. Cause even her smile looks like a frown. She's seen her share of devils in this angel town. But, everything's gonna be all right.
I'm trapped in a world that I can't take, where everything's unrealistic and fake. I'm hiding out and planning my escape. I hope I'm not the only one. Please come and rescue me tonight. I just wish that I could disappear. Someone take me far away from here. Do you suppose there's more to life out there? There's no happiness surrounding me, hate and ugliness is all I see. I wanna leave it all behind, I'm running out of time. Please come and rescue me tonight.
Won't you think I'm pretty when I'm standing top the bright lit city? And I'll take your hand and pick you up, and keep you there so you can see it. So long as you're alive and care, I promise I will take you there. We'll drink and dance the night away. We'll drink and dance the night away.
he said, “I think the world is really funny sometimes. The perfect person has been
right in front of me for years, but it’s taken this long for us to realize we should be
together. We’ve both been through so many bad relationships and so much… But after
a few days with you, I feel like I can make sense of this crazy world.”
It's easiest when i don't see him, i won't deny that. but i just want to be able to see him without it hurting. i don't want him out of my life forever. i don't want to forget about him. i don't want him to forget me. i really, really don't.
Most of what I remember makes me sure I should have stopped you from walking out the door. You could be happy, I hope you are. You made me happier than I'd been by far. Somehow everything I own smells of you. And for the tiniest moment it's all not true.
Everyone has that one person they go back to. each time,
they swear it's different and they're done for good, but
they aren't. they wish they were. the thing is, they can't
be. because that person they keep going back to, they
can't be completely happy without them.
She looked into the night sky and said, “So this is what it feels like, letting go of everything.”
Its funny, how when someone says they love you, you can't really feel it, but when they say they don't love you anymore, you can feel every ounce of what was drain out of your entire being.
I don’t know. I really don’t. While I was in the living room, I kept asking myself what I really wanted in life.’ She squeezed his hand. ‘And do you know what the answer was? The answer was that I wanted two things. First, I want you. I want us. I love you and I always have.’
You know you can't give me what I need
And even though you mean so much to me
I can't wait through everything
When troubled, we have our choice of either surface comfort or psychic understanding. If the choice is for comfort, such as associating with those who sympathize, we cannot have understanding. The demand for comfort blocks psychic insight. But if the choice is for understanding, which forces you to stand all alone without comfort, understanding breaks through. Every time we choose understanding over comfort, we walk a greater distance away from troubles, for such are caused by misunderstanding.
You’re not going to be different… you’re going to be the same as you’ve always been; with doubts, everlasting dissatisfaction with yourself, vain efforts to amend, and falls, and everlasting expectation, of a happiness which you won’t get, and which isn’t possible for you.
Honestly, you flirted with him, while I liked him. A whole lot. I don't think you could fathom the immensity of how much I liked him. Yeah, he wasn't sexy in any way, but he was cute enough to be picked out of a crowd. He wasn't the smartest kid, but he could make me laugh when I didn't even want to smile. And he chose to talk to me, me out of all people. And you had to feel like you needed the attention and barged in on the whole thing and ruined our whatever relationship we had or could have had. Thanks for that. I appreciate it. He's probably moved on, but I haven't and if it wasn't clear-- if I could, I would punch you so hard. Bitch.
i loved him before you. when i finally figured it out, it was too late. he'd grown up and i'd grown down. he was no longer the dorky little boy i know from so long ago, just like i was no longer the free spirited, innocent flower he'd once called his friend. we fought all the time and he could beat me and he knew it. he convinced me i wasn't good enough and i fell for it, over and over and over again. i loved him though. i really did. and i knew he loved me back, in his own little way. we talked about the future and the past and everything in between, because it was late and no one else was awake and we were all either of us had. we passed each other in the hallways and sometimes we'd say hi and once in a while i'd brush his shoulder and i'd feel a weird tingly in my arm and i couldn't help myself from noticing how smooth his pale skin was and how those overly-expensive jeans made him look long and lean and that black was his color, even though it made him look dangerous. i told him he looked good and he said he could imagine us together and i joked it of and he took it back but that's as far as it went.
Always hold your head up high, even if on the inside, you're about to cry. Pretend that nothing's wrong at all. Close your eyes before you fall. If you can't see it, it's not there. This is life and it's not fair.
But that summer had a way of making her smile, making her happier. It was sort of amazing how for those three months, she always believed in herself & all that she could be.
That evening, after we have been together for several hours, I realize that our visits are starting to run together in one delicious blur of talking, touching, dozing, and simply existing together in a warm, easy silence like the perfect beach vacation, where the routine is so blissfully uneventful that when you return home and friends ask how your trip was, you can’t really recall what exactly you did to fill up so many hours. That is what being with him is like.
I could sit here and tell you a million pretty things. I could compare you to the stars or the moon. I could go on about your smile, your eyes, or the shiver I get down my back every single time you hold my hand. I could say all that, but the truth is in every line. A whisper in your ear wouldn't add up. I'm kind of a wreck. I could never 'love' just doesn't do it.. but it's all I got. I love you. I've known for too long, and all I know is it's the last thing you want to hear from me. I don't want you to say it back, not yet, not even if for some reason you want to. It's not something I want whispered at the end of every phone conversation and every time we say goodbye because I don't want to cheapen it by trying to put words to the way I feel about you when there aren't really any words, even for me- which is impressive. I just want you to know that it's how I feel about you, so I'm not gonna mess this up, okay? All I want is you.. can't you see that?
Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which one to do is the worst kind of suffering.
you love him so much you forgave him the second you heard. that's what scares you. i’ve been in your shoes. you know what? it scared the hell out of me, too. what if he hurt me? what if he left me? what if he died? it would be the end of me.
For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be with someone you can't get out of your head, so that when your lips finally touch you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep you never want to come up for air. You can't cheat your first kiss. Trust me, you don't want to. Cause when you find that right person for a first kiss, it's everything.
If you really knew me, you would know that I loved my ex boyfriend with everything I had, and over a year later, I still can't completely let it go. You would know that I still blame everything that happened between him and I entirely on myself, and sometimes that weight is more than I can bear. You would also know that the boy I'm kind of interested in right now has a girlfriend, but I believe him every time he says he will leave her - eventually. If you really knew me, you would know that I know for a fact that he is lying, and I know for a fact that he will hurt me. Yet I fall for him more and more everyday, and he is the guy I always run back to. Every. Single. Time. If you really knew me, you would know that my grandparents' health depresses me, and the thought of them not living anymore makes me want to crawl in a whole and just die. You would know how absolutely terrified I am to go to college, mainly because I have know idea what I want to do with my life, and I really don't want to realize in 4 years that I made the wrong decision. If you really knew me, you would know to look past the smile because I am hardly ever a happy person.
©rainingdownquotes
If you really knew me, you would know that i have sacrificed my own happiness for my best friend since i meet her when i was 10, if you really knew me you would know she was the reason i did more then half of the things ive done, and if you really knew me you would know that i am done, i will no longer sacrifice myself for her.
if you really knew me, you would know that when i was raped at the age of 13 i didnt tell anyone it was rape because everyone was having sex, and i didnt want to be made fun of for not wanting it
if you really knew me you would know that the only reason i got pregnant with my son is because after i was raped, got pregnant and lost the baby i couldnt get rid of the since of loss, and i thought having a baby was the only way to fix it, i am now a mother of two kids it has been 6 years, and i still feel that loss.
If you really knew me you would know that I tell people I am happy with my life but really lie awake at night wonder if all of my "accomplishments" were worth it. I have never felt so lonely in my entire life as I do at night lying awake thinking of my friends having their families and careers.
If you really knew me you'd know that the boy I'm in love with love probably only wants to be with me because I have a vagina. I'm fully aware of this and every day it brings me down a little more. I don't know how much longer I can last.
If you really knew me... you would know that i'm scared of letting my boyfriend have my whole heart because i've been hurt so many times in my life by bad guys. but my boyfriend is amazing and i wish i could treat him like he deserves.
For the first time, he heard something that he knew to be music. He heard people singing. Behind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too. But perhaps, it was only an echo.
If you really knew me, you would know how big a part music is in my life, and you would know how disappointed i was in myself when i quit guitar lessons. if you really knew me, you would know that i'm very dependent on the people around me when things don't go the way i planned, and you would know how many times i've cried over the person who didn't even think about giving me the light of day because of a foolish mistake i had made. if you really knew me, you would know that my chemical romance, fall out boy, and mayday parade make my life worth living, and that a simple song can make me turn away from the rain and finally see the sun. if you really knew me, you would know that quotes make me feel like i'm not alone in the world, and that someone out there feels the same way that i do. if you really knew me, you would know that my life can easily be summed up into one quote; "the hardest ones to love are the ones who need it most."
and oh, how i need to be loved..
©iheartmikeywayxx
If you really knew me, i hope that you would be confused as i am about 'popular' girls. high school fucking sucks because of the cliché groupings people put themselves into. i'm one of the scene kids. one of the four in my year. popular girls hate us, because of the way we dress, the music we listen to, the boys we know, the bands we've met and hang out with, the way we are friends with EVERYBODY. popular girls are not the popular ones. they're not friends with everybody. they stick to the same crowd of 30 guys and girls, going out getting drunk every weekend. we just stand at the back of the city's greatest music venue's hanging with cool people whom we adore.
they may be popular in school. but who are the one's with the widest social group outside of those four walls?
©emilypeacex
if you really knew me, you'd know that i have abandonment issues. most of the time i feel like i'm not good enough for anybody... why would i be if i wasn't good enough for my own parents?
©x_surveylove
If you really knew me, you would know that my life isnt as easy as i always make it seem. If you really knew you, you would know that my moms adultery really affected me in psychological ways that only my best friend understands. If you really knew me, you would know that i can never love again because of my mom.
Everyone has those people, you know? The ones who are there for them through it all, through every single up and down of your life. They are always right there, riding the coaster with you, squeezing your hand tight on all the biggest, scariest hills telling you, "You'll be okay, you'll make it through. You can do this." You know that they will never hop off the coaster at a stopping point to find an easier ride; they will stick with you because they want to. You trust these people immensely, and they trust you too. You would give anything for these people because you never want them to find the pain and heartache life holds. These people, they complete you, they bring the biggest smile to your face and make your life worth living. You know that they will always be there for you, no matter what. Twenty four hours a day, seven days a week, and all three hundred sixty-five days of the year. These people, these truly extraordinary people, will never understand how important they are to you, and what kind of here they have been in your life. You spend each day trying to think of someway, any way, to repay them, to help them understand what they have done for you, but you always come up short. You simply tell them, "Thank you", hoping that will be enough, but end up apologizing when you realize it isn't. They, however, find it thank you enough for you to be happy and knowing your coaster has slowed down for now. And as your coaster slowly picks up the pace once again, you know these people are still there, ready to support you and squeeze your hand when you, once more, find yourself riding it out on those hills. And even if over time, you find these people and yourself apart, you are never truly apart. Maybe by the standard definition, but truly, you aren't. Near or far, far or near, these are the people that will always love you and they'll never leave you.
You meant the world to me, even if I didn't mean the world to you. You taught me so much, and I just want you to know - I appreciate everything you've done for me in the past years. You gave me something to be happy about. You gave me the meaning of what it's like to know that someone actually cares. You're truly an amazing person and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. I know things aren't easy between us right now, but I hope someday soon, we can go back to how we used to be. But no matter what - don't forget that I am always here for you when you need someone, regardless of what the situation is. You were there for me, so I'm going to be there for you. This isn't goodbye forever, it's goodbye for now
You're amazing, you know that? you see me breaking, falling apart, so full of hatred, and yet you love me. You see me crying, weak, & yet remain unphased. I don't know how you can love me,but whatever it is i hope it doesn't go away.
So just kiss me and let my hair messy itself in your fingers and let me steady myself in the arms of a boy that wont ask me to be what he needs but lets me exist as I am.
Something tells me that whatever happens with us, whether we stay together or go our separate ways, neither one of us will ever forget the time we spent together.
She's strong enough to walk away, but broken enough to look back.
eventually, to someone, i'll be perfect. my messiness and
immaturity, emotions and temper will be everything he needs.
She’s the girl that believes that what comes around goes around. The one that hopes for a better day. The one that won’t give up on you. She’s the girl that’s unlike the rest. The one that spent her days smiling, and her nights crying. She’s the girl that would love to be loved. The one that looks so damn strong, but feels so weak. She’s the girl that picks herself up every time she falls.
There’s something about being generous with your time, your love, your expertise, your money — whatever you’ve got to spare — that acts like anti-venom on the bitterness of not receiving. In a way, it puts you in the position of being the person you always wanted to have in your life: The one who recognized you were getting shorted, and who makes it up to you. You can make it up to those who got an even shorter end of the stick.
Confess your hidden faults,
Approach what you find repulsive.
Help those you think you cannot help.
Anything you are attached to, let it go.
Go to places that scare you.
I have never been strong enough to stay. People say that walking away is the hardest thing to do, but it isn’t. Staying, even when you know it will break your heart, is the hardest thing. Staying right where you are, waiting for your entire world to be ripped into pieces is much harder than walking away and starting a new one.
I remember laying in your bed and you wanting to say something, knowing by the look in your eyes. But you wouldn't say it. You would bury your head in my shoulder and say you're sorry, sorry for the cold heart you had handed me. I would pull you off of me and grab your shoulders and try, try my hardest to force your iced over heart to warm. I wanted you to trust me, to know I wasn't there to hurt you. But you wouldn't let it melt. You remained uptight and strung tightly together. All I wanted was a glimpse of what your heart can possess, but you would never give me that.
It`s the friend that stuck by you through everything that matters, the one that you have known your whole life, or just a year & yet you feel connected to them in a completely different way then anyone else around you. At most times, they feel like your family then your real one. They understand that the world can be a tough place, & they let you cry when bad things happen but they always manage to make you smile again. It`s the friend that you call at 5am because you fought with some stupid boy & she'll help you plot revenge against him even though she doesn`t even know him. They give you that extra energy to smile because you know that they`re right beside you whenever you need them.
Life is too short. Grudges are a waste of perfect happiness. Laugh when you can. Apologize when you should. Let go of what you can't change. Love deeply. Forgive quickly. Take chances. Give everything. Life’s too short to be unhappy. You always take good with the bad. Smile when you’re sad. Love what you got, and always remember what you had. Always forgive. Never forget. Learn from your mistakes, but never regret.
I hope while she's at your house taking off her clothes you're thinking of me. I hope as you're kissing her - you miss my fingers running through your hair. I hope you realize it was such a mistake for you to let me go without a care. I hope as she's climbing off your bed to go home, you wish it was me you had called. And I hope you know in that stupid fucking head of yours that if you had called me, I would have stared at my phone & laughed.
She found a bad boy, one that would show her It's better to live life in the fast lane. And she showed him, that it's okay to just let your guard down sometimes. They filled those missing parts, they never knew they had.
Hey you. Yes you. The one reading this. Think you're too fat? Too skinny? What about too tall, short, ugly, worthless, or anything else along those lines? Well guess what. I think you all are beautiful. I think you all deserve to wake up with a smile on your face, and go to bed with a smile on your face. You all deserve happiness. Screw the boy that broke your heart, and fuck the girl that messed with your feelings. Forget about your parents, and what they say to you. Don't worry about them. Think about your future. How nice it's going to be in 20 years from now, to be laying in a bed with the one you love, and just knowing that you're the one that the other one wants to be with forever. Think about all the success you're going to do, and how many smiles you're going to put on someones face. Think about your future kids, and grand-children. Think about what you are going to do with your life. In 20 years from now, everything that is happening now, won't matter ! at all. You might not remember anything that is happening right now. If you think you have it bad, think about all the things you have in life. Have a roof over your head? Yes, well someone else in this world doesn't. Have clothes on your back? Yeah, well someone else in this world doesn't. You have your friends? There's someone else in the world that doesn't. You still have your life, you have your heart, your eyes, your ears, your legs, your feet, your arms, your hands, and most importantly, you have someone that is going to love you for who you are. You may not know them now, and you may not think that they do, but they do. And they will give up anything, just to be with you. Now, smile because you're always going to have it better than someone else out there. Don't frown because something happened, that isn't going to matter later in life.
That's the problem with us, we're too much alike. We're stubborn asses & always want to get our own way. We both hate to be wrong & love to be right. But that's the thing about love. No matter what happens, we always come back for each other one more time.
I got used to the truth and through the pain I'll remain strong as I was before I was broken, and if I stumble or fall I will not give in I will not give up.because that's who I am and you will not change me.I will change myself for my own reasons. I am tired of your games and I am not going to play along while you break my heart. If you loved me you would understand that.
You know what's the most terrifying thing about admitting that you're in love? You're just naked. You put yourself in harm's way and lay down all your defenses. No clothes, not weeps, nowhere to hide, completely vulnerable. The only thing that makes it tolerable is to believe the other person loves you back and you can trust them not to hurt you.
You taught me many things.. like how it feels to miss someone so bad, it feels like a part of you is missing. I can tell you one thing - now that you have gone, I never will forget you. You left your mark.
Because you don’t deserve it. A second chance, let alone a third, fourth, fifth, sixth. I’m mad and sad, mostly I’m jealous because I wish I’d had as many chances as you’ve been given. Because I know I’d take it seriously. I wouldn’t take advantage of anyone. I wouldn’t lead anyone on. I would try my hardest not to hurt anyone, and that is so much more than I can say for you. I guess you’re just used to getting whatever you want. I’m done. Don’t call me.
There'll always be that first true love. The one you first spent the night crying for. The one that never really worked out but you kept your hopes up too much. The one who got away. The one who taught you all you need to know about love. And the one that until now, is still the one you look back to whenever you try to love again.
She's exhausted, barely breathing; trying to figure out what she ever saw in a guy like you. She's amazing, a girl with the world in the palm of her hands. Then you came along, and changed her world. Now she's trying to figure out what you did to her. She's gone. That beautiful girl is gone inside, but her beauty remains on the outside. She's faking her smile. Boy, you fucked up this time.
You piss me off. You piss me off a lot. I can't even tell you how many times I've wanted to knock some sense into that pretty little head of yours. You push me to my limits (maybe even farther), but this is what makes me so absolutely crazy about you. Does that make any sense? Any at all?
Sure, she's pretty, but it's about more than that. You two connect. Anything you throw at her, she can throw right back. You figured out what's going on in that predictable head of hers in under five minutes, but something tells you that her heart would take about five years.
Did you ever notice that there is always that particular line in that certain song that always stands out in a certain way and reminds you of that one person you can't forget?
And if you tell her you love her, make
sure she knows that you told me that too.
I hope while she's at your house taking off her clothes you're thinking of me. I hope as you're kissing her - you miss my fingers running through your hair. I hope you realize it was such a mistake for you to let me go without a care. I hope as she's climbing off your bed to go home, you wish it was me you had called. And I hope you know in that stupid fucking head of yours that if you had called me, I would have stared at my phone & laughed.
You and I both know how much things have changed. You used to be everything, you used to mean the world to me. since you walked out that door and forgot about me I've been trying my hardest to do the same to you. But it's not working. Because every time I look at you I see memories of what we used to be. I see how far apart we've grown and how much you don't need me in your life anymore. Every time i look at you my heart breaks - over and over again.
It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.
-- Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk
Stop trying to get a reaction out of me. I've got myself a man who loves me for who i am now. Someone who is there for me when i need him. Someone who doesn't only love me when I'm around. He's more than you could ever be --- So just stay out of my life.
But then there's that one person. You let them in & you trust them & you think maybe, just maybe, everything you've ever gone through is worth it because you found someone on this messed up planet who knows you.
"When you’re in a relationship, you are aware that it might end. You might grow apart, find someone else, simply fall out of love. But a friendship isn’t a zero-sum game, and as such, you assume that it will last forever, especially an old friendship. You take its permanence for granted, which might be the very thing so dear about it."
Sometimes you just need to forget. forget all the memories; good times and bad. forget that he ever hurt you, left you feeling sad. forget everything that has to do with him, just let that part in your life turn dim.
I have never been strong enough to stay. People say that walking away is the hardest thing to do, but it isn’t. Staying, even when you know it will break your heart, is the hardest thing. Staying right where you are, waiting for your entire world to be ripped into pieces is much harder than walking away and starting a new one.
It’s your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn’t make you crazy-just different. There’s nothing wrong with being different.
Hey, it would be fine if you want to come over at 9.
We can lay on the floor and watch a movie that we've already seen.
Or we can talk and touch with the radio on.
We'll wait for awhile, till they play our song.
Something tells me that no matter what happens with us,
whether we stay together or go our separate ways,
neither one of us will forget the time we spent together.
sometimes late at night, i think about all the things
that have been, all the things that haven't been,
and all the things yet to be. if my heart could
explode into a billion tiny pieces and scatter themselves,
if i could live on all over the world. i wonder if this
world will ever make sense to me, if i will truly
understand anything. and if there's really
anything to understand at all.
you wonder whether your swing could flip over
the metal bar at the top, swing you all the way around,
and throw you to the ground, bruised and broken.
when you were a kid, you thought it could happen
- but you weren't afraid. all grown up, you know
it can't happen - but you're filled with fear.
you swing slower, instead of pumping for the sky.
you don't jump off - you slow yourself to a stop.
you'd never fling yourself into the air mid-swing,
because you're no longer dreaming of flying.
you're just wondering about how you're going to land.
i believe we write our own stories, and each time we think
we know the end - we don't. perhaps luck exists somewhere
between the world of planning, the world of chance,
and in peace that comes from knowing that you just can't
know it all. you know, life's funny that way...once you let
go of the wheel, you might end up right where you belong.
at the end of the day, there are some things you just
can't help but talk about. some things we just don't
want to hear and some things we say because we
can't be silent any longer. some things are more then
what you say, they're what you do. some things you
say because there's no other choice. some things you
just keep to yourself. and not too often, but every now
and then, some things simply speak for themselves.
i believe that two people are connected at the heart,
and it doesn't matter what you do, or who you are,
or where you live. there are no boundaries or
barriers if two people are destined to be together.
I love what you are, and what you do and how you try.
I've seen your kindness and your strength that carries
you through. I've seen the best of you. I've seen the
worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity
exactly what you are. And I love you.
He kissed me. Really put his arms around me and kissed me.
It went through my body like he had flipped some electrical
switch and lit me up. His skin was so warm, and he was
suddenly so beautiful, and I thought, oh, this is what all the hype is about.
Walk the hall like it's a runway, live your life like it's a stage.
Take chances like you know the outcome, act like you
know what you're doing. Love like you can't get hurt,
laugh like you've never heard of tears. Scream like you
can't lose your voice, and talk like you'll never stop laughing.
everyone says they understand how i feel,
so they all must know what it feels like to
have nobody to talk to, have nobody to care,
that you're so sad on the inside but you pretend
to be happy on the outside so you don't get
asked what's wrong because it's too hard to explain
it's so hard because it's like the world isn't letting me forget him.
you don't know how many times i turn on the radio and the song
that reminds me of him is playing, and how many times i see
someone who looks like him, and how many times i hear his name in one day
it's about looking at someone and feeling as though
your life didn't begin until you met them and wishing
you could've met them sooner while all the while being
thankful everyday for having met them at all. and feeling
like you had to have done something right to be so lucky
I like not being a double zero in jeans unnaturally; Skeletons just aren't my thing. So if I jiggle a bit, confidence will give me all the happiness I need. It's okay if I'm not the hottest girl around, as long as I have decent personality, I'll be fine. I've lived, I've laughed, I've loved. Maybe not in the ways people would appreciate, but it's been more than enough for me.
All I ever thought about was you. Everytime I heard your name I couldn't help but smile, and my friends went crazy because you were the one I always talked about. And look at me now. I can't look you in the eyes without crying. Boy, what happened to forever?
Sorry kid, but you hurt me. You crushed me. I won't say anything though, nothing to sacrifice this friendship we have. I can't express to you how much it bugs me to see you talking to other girls or to know you text other girls. I hate it. I'm such a jealous fucking monster, it's disgusting. I never want you to know that side of me. I hate how jealous I get when I don't even have a decent reason to be.
I’ve tried to forget you. I’ve tried to move on. But every time I get anywhere close, memories come flooding back to me. People ask me what ever happened between us. I don’t know how to answer them. Truth is, I don’t even know what happened between us. One second we were great, the next you were gone.
Eat the damn chocolate cake, get your hair wet, love someone, dance in those muddy puddles, tell someone off, draw a picture with crayons like you're still 6 years old and then give it to someone who is very important to you. Take a nap, go on vacation, do a cartwheel, make your own recipe, dance like no one sees you, paint each nail a different color, take a bubble bath, laugh at a corny joke. Get on that table and dance, pick strawberries, take a jog, plant a garden, make an ugly shirt and wear it all day, learn a new language, write a song, date someone you wouldn't usually go for, make a scrap book, go on a picnic, relax in the sun, make your own home video, kiss the un-kissed, hug the un-hugged, love the unloved, and live your life to the fullest. So at the end of the day, you'll have no regrets, no sorrows, no disappointments.
As I stand here looking at you, I wonder if there will ever
be a day when I will get over your smile. When I will let
go of the hugs you gave me, a day that I continue to feel.
A day when I forget the words you said to me. Whatever
happens to us, I know I could never get over, let go of,
or forget about you.
If you cut yourself, if you hate yourself, if you eat, if you don’t eat. If your parents split up, if your parents hit you, if your mom tells you you’re a piece of trash. If you got in a car crash and half your face is gone - wake up in the morning and give yourself a shot. Do it. Not for music, not for any reason other than the fact that you are alive and you were give the grace to wake up another day. So do it, man. Just freaking get out there and do it.
( Aaron Gillespie )
A proposal has to be something more than the desperate desire to end a bickering match. No, it has to be planned. It should be magical. There should be music playing and romantic lighting and a subtle buildup to the popping of the big question. There should be a thousand yellow daisies and candles and a horse and I don't know what the horse is doing there unless you're riding it, which seems a little over the top, but it should be more than this.
( Gilmore Girls )
"Who needs love?" read the professor from the hardbound book on his lap. He took a breath, anticipating the fact that he was about to keep reading when the girl with the rare dark blue eyes and delicate chestnut hair in the back row shyly raised her hand and quietly answered, "I do."
Things aren’t all so tangible and sayable as people would usually have us believe; most experiences are unsayable, they happen in a space that no word has ever entered, and more unsayable than all other things are works of art, those mysterious existences, whose life endures beside our own small, transitory life.
Truth is, sometimes you scare the shit out of me. You make me feel as if I’m not alone. Yet, I know any minute you have the ability to rip that feeling from me. Truth is, I love you, and that in itself, is scary enough.
And when I'm over you, I'll be the happiest I've ever been. Happier than you ever made me.
The truth of the matter is that what's done is done, no excuses are necessary. You can't go back and change anything, so there's no point in being stuck in the past. Excuses never work; you're only lying to yourself and lying to yourself never helps anything. Eventually all the lies and the excuses and the alibis fall away, and you're left here, stripped, with the truth before your very eyes, whether you're ready to accept it or not.
I know that we both have moved on, but every time i talk to you as " just friends" I find my self wishing that we were more.
I looked back on us today, and I honestly don’t know why I missed you, and why I wanted you back. Sure, at the beginning we were kids rushing into things we had no idea what about, but slowly, instead of trusting you more, I trusted you less, and the more I loved you, the less I loved myself. But now I’m free, and I’m not sorry. I had to get out. I knew it was over long before you said it. And I thought you broke my heart, but you merely made it stronger, made it resilient. Of course I’ll never forget you, but there’s no way I’m ever going back. So goodbye, my first love.
Listen bud, she's over you. She may have learned the hard way, but at least she's learned. She's not tangled in those strings anymore. You no longer control her emotions. She's free, and we'd all like to thank you for that.
If you miss him, that's ok. If you're missing the guy who treated you like shit, didn't appreciate you, it's alright. It's ok to sit down sometimes and just miss him
You know that silence is loud when all you hear is your heart. And I wanted so badly just to be a part of something strong and true, but I was scared and left it all behind. I know you had to go away. I died just a little, and I feel it now - you're the one I need.
The possibility that hope comes out of hopelessness and that the opposite of things carry the seeds of birth - love out of hate, good out of evil. Didn’t flowers grow out of dirt?
“I’ve got to keep breathing. Because tomorrow, the sun will rise. Who knows what the tide could bring?
”
~Cast Away
it’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness.
we have no scar to show for happiness. we learn so little from peace.
No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.
I am you; you are ME. You are the waves; I am the ocean. Know this and be free, be divine.
“In real life, love has to be possible. Even if it is not returned right away, love can only survive when the hope exists that you will be able to win over the person you desire.”
— Paulo Coelho, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept
“When you make music or write or create, it’s really your job to have mind-blowing, irresponsible, condomless sex with whatever idea it is you’re writing about at the time.”
— Lady Gaga
Some things you just naturally want to keep private. Not because they are bad, but because you just want them secret. There are two or three things I wouldn’t want even you to know about.
I had on a beautiful red dress, but what I saw was even more valuable. I was strong. I was pure. I had genuine thoughts inside that no one could see, that no one could ever take away from me. I was like the wind.
Suddenly, I knew what I had to do. Love isn't about ridiculous little words. Love is about grand gestures. Love is about airplanes pulling banners over stadiums, proposals on jumbo-trons, giant words in sky writing. Love is about going that extra mile even if it hurts, letting it all hang out there. Love is about finding extra courage inside of you that you didn't even know was there.
to all of you who are having any sense of self-doubt: you are beautiful.
each and every one of you. don't let anybody get you down. you deserve
to be respected, to be trusted, to be loved. we all have those things that
we can pick out about ourselves that we just hate. "my legs are huge" or
"my hair is too frizzy". but for every negative thing you think about yourself,
i'm sure you can easily match with something positive. everybody out there
has something special, unique about them that makes them irresistable. sooner
or later you will learn that you are lucky to be you. embrace who you are.
be grateful for what you do have. don't waste time running from the person
you are. focus on becoming the person you want to be. we all have potential
to be somebody great. we can change lives if we want to. all you have to do
is believe in yourself. don't put up with other people's negativity, and don't give
in to their put-downs. if somebody doesn't like you, then that's their loss. girls
these days are too hung up on looks and weight and the boys that don't like
them. be who you are. do what you like to do. eventually, you'll find somebody
who appreciates all of that and will love you. have faith in yourself. that's all
there is to do.
as we sit here tonight, this is not just an ending, but also a beginning, today is the last day of our high school lives and the first day of whatever we choose to do tomorrow, some of us may be attending a college or a university, while others may not yet be sure what path they want to take through their lives, either way, today is a beginning for a new phase of our life, on this day, we close the door to our past and look through the window to our future, there are some things from our high school experience that we will carry with us for the rest of our lives and some memories that we will choose to forget, but whether or not we choose to remember them, we will have no choice but to learn from them, that is what our lives are about, learning from our past and preparing for our future, so that we can succeed
Maybe it's not about the happy ending, maybe it's about the story.
As for being patient with fate and all, it's getting old. And my mind is slowly changing. I'm calling all my oldest friends, saying sorry for this mess we're in. And I'm waiting, waiting for the sun to come and melt this snow, wash away the pain and give me back control.
I'm tied of people saying he's not worth
my tears. If he wasn't worth it, I wouldn't
still be crying. you don't know it, but that
boy changed my world. You'll never know
how much he meant to me..
I will never be the woman with the perfect hair, who can wear white and not spill on it.
I like the part of you that isn't afraid to say how you feel. I like the part of you that doesn't care what other people think about you. The part of you that keeps me coming back for more. The part of you that isn't completely predictable, but yet still spontaneous at the same exact moment. I want the part of you that is willing to work things out, no matter how bad things get.
I'm not the sweetest girl out there. I'm rude, inconsiderate and ignorant. I'm misunderstood most of the time and I don't apprieciate it when others claim they know me. I'm blunt and brutally honest. I'll tell you how I feel, no working my way around it. But just because I may act that way doesn't mean I don't feel certain things. I do get that gut feeling in the pit of my stomach when I see someone less fortunate. I do take things for granted. But that doesn't mean in the bottom of my heart I don't apprieciate them.
I was driving home, thinking about you and I saw lightening shoot across the sky. Immediately I felt the loneliness. I sat at that stop sign much too long, with my eyes closed and flashes of what I wanted going through my mind. I felt the tears starting to come but I had to push forward. I had to push past the sadness because although it hurts, it feels good. I cannot recall a time I missed someone so much that it actually caused pain. I could feel it, this hole burning in my heart. A void next to me, where you should be. Emptiness in my hand that you should be holding. Without you, I'm just not right. This night, it was made for you and me. i should have been in your arms, sharing soft kisses and intimate whispers. I had to settle for the sound of your voice, 600 miles away.
i honestly couldn't care less if you like the same bands or you've read the same books. tell me one original thing. tell me one true, real thing that brings me to my fucking knees, that i've never heard before, and i'm yours.
I'm sorry things went so downhill. We were so sure things were going to be amazing and spectacular, but now I'm starting to see everything I didn't want to believe. I'm sorry I stopped loving you. I'm sorry you did, too. Maybe things aren't meant to be. I'm going to miss you, but it's time we hold our heads high, bite our lips and get over each other. I think it's the best way. Maybe we'll find someone better. Then again, maybe we won't.
Even though we're no longer together, I still care about you. Not in the same way, of course. But that's me; I won't just leave the one I once loved out alone in the dark.
I don't know how to put these words together exactly. I'm trying to stay strong for you, you know. I don't want you to know that I cry. I only want you to know me as the girl who laughs and the girl who can make others laugh. I want you to know me as the girl who can help people, not the girl who doesn't even know what's wrong with herself. I want you to know me as the girl who always smiles that smile, not the girl who's insecure about her personality. I don't ever want to mess up around you, because maybe then, you'll think I'm stupid. I mean, I know no one's perfect, and I'm not trying to get that way. I just don't want you seeing me as anything other.
Well, I know it's over but I still have feelings. I still get a prickly sensation that runs up my spine when I see you. You just try not to look at me, you try not to see the pain that is written all over my face. Instead, you laugh and have a good time. I don't know how, I can't read your face. I don't know what you're feeling and honestly that bothers me more than anything, but I keep going and for some reason you won't let me fall out of love with you. It scares me because I don't want to be in love with you, but I guess I am. I am very much so in love with you. One of those that you can't fall out of love. It's pretty lame, I know. I just want to know what you do behind my back, when I don't see you. You're probably with her, you forgot about me already - but I guess that okay, I'm better off without you.
At some point you will realize that you have done too much for someone, that the only next possible step to do is to stop. Leave them alone. Walk away. It's not like you're giving up, and it's not like you shouldn't try. It's just that you have to draw the line of determination from desperation. What is truly yours will eventually be yours, and what is not, no matter how hard you try, will never be.
If I ever admit it to him, if I ever tell him how I felt for all those months. It won’t be for a long time, it’ll be after he’s found someone, and after I’ve found someone. It’ll be discreet and brisk, casual conversation, the words will just pop off the screen or out of my mouth and they’ll just stand there in the air and wait for a response that will never come. The question that will go unanswered is did he feel the same?
I know in the back of my mind that life would be so much easier if I never talked to you again. If I shut you out of my life & moved on, I could finally get over you - but you're the only thing that makes me happy. Whether it's right or wrong. & I just don't have the strength to give up on that.
The greatest things in life shouldn't be avoided because they come with a few complications. Love causes pain, certainly. Inevitably, love is going to lead to as much sorrow and regret as it does joy. How you deal with the bad part of love is what determines your character. Love could work. It would take a strong person to make that kind of commitment; someone with a great sense of self. Sometimes, no matter how hard you try, you and the one you love simply aren't meant to be together. The trick is to know when that is, to know when it's time to fight and when it's time to part ways.
It's time to move on with my life. I've got to stop reading the same page & continue turning the pages. The memories are still locked in my mind, but they're what's stopping me from living my life.
sometimes you just need to forget. forget all the memories; good times and bad. forget that he ever hurt you, left you feeling sad. forget everything that has to do with him, just let that part in your life turn dim.
Stop right there; don't say another word. I truly don't want to hear what you have to say. We're through. You fucked it up. Everything was perfect, until you decided it wasn't.
You're not cute, or exceptionally hot. Your eyes aren't anything special, & your smile isn't anything that stands out in a crowd. So, people ask me why I fell for you. I couldn't answer, because there's no way to describe what you mean to me, or how you said the sweetest things late at night. I couldn't formulate into words because no one would understand.
Kissing him is like standing on the edge of the world. It was like all my best memories rolled into one. Fifty new dresses. A song I couldn't live without. The sun on my skin.
BOYS IN THE SUMMER BY JESSIE JAMES
Summer only lasts so long
And there's nothing wrong with having some fun, yeah
No need to apologize
Just close your eyes and kiss on me tonight
It's hot as hell even in the shade
Squeeze you a little bit of lemonade
Wearing next to nothing and we like it
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