Your'e cute, but you're disappointing. You make a great picture, but only an okay article.
Just because her eyes don't tear doesn't mean her heart doesn't cry .
Seeing you today made me realise just how far apart we've gotten. I hesitated too long to say hello, even though I should have. I wanted to see how you were doing, but we are strangers now. You don't know me anymore, maybe you don't even want to. But it's okay, things are different now.
Don't be afraid of change. You may be losing something good but you'll probably end up gaining something better.
There is absolutely no way to avoid change. You can sit there and cross your arms and refuse it, but things are still spinning.
I thought of us. It's hard to talk these days. Did we change or were we strangers all along?
I like to pretend that everything's all right because when everybody else thinks you're fine, sometimes you forget for a while that you're not.
I miss us. I miss how we used to be. How we used to talk, smile, laugh, How we used to be real friends, who could trust each other with everything. What happened to all that?
She tried to tell him how she felt. How for so many hours, she cried her heart out. But he just ignored her and walked on by.
I'm terrified of winding up alone forever, but I'm more terrified of being with the wrong person, when the right one shows up.
The only thing I really want right now is a guy that will be my real reason to stay because I'm so tired of running away.
Unlike her, I was there for you through the tough times. When you actually needed a best friend. Maybe it doesn't mean anything to you anymore, maybe it never did. But it meant a lot to me. You meant a lot to me. And you still do.
We scream our insecurities, but mutter our apologies. And that's why this world will always be so wrong.
I hate to admit it, but I still think about you. It's not enough to want you back, but it's enough to miss the good things about you.
Why is it that you always know when a guy likes your friends, but when a guy likes you, you're completely clueless and everyone thinks you're crazy to not be able to see how much he cares.
I really missed you tonight. I miss talking to you, knowing that you get me. And every time I talk to someone else, it just reminds me of how much they don't.
Not a million fights could make me hate you. You're invincible. Yeah, it's true.
Eight letters, three words, one regret: I miss you.
Sometimes your closest friends end up hurting you more than your worst enemies even come close to.
I think the key to getting over someone is a lived life and some best friends.
Sometimes I just want to be comforted, you know? I want my mom to realize I'm crying and hug me. I want someone to show they care.
I can't take you seriously because I know you don't believe your words either.
The greatest thing in life is finding someone who knows all of your mistakes and weakness, and still finds you completely amazing.
We're just dancing, singing, laughing, crying, living, dying, thriving, striving, walking, sleeping, stalking, playing, losing, winning, kissing, spinning, running. We're all just growing up.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Why is is that when you miss someone so much that you heart is ready to disintegrate, you always hear the saddest song on the radio?
You broke my self-defenses. You make me fall in love. You promised me the world. And then you ripped me up.
Every time I cry, regardless of the reason in the beginning, I always end up crying because of him.
Just because you don't speak doesn't mean you're over him.
I used to care a lot about what people thought of me. Then I learned I definitely can't please everyone, some people will like you and smile will hate you. But I really don't care, either way I'm not losing sleep over it.
We haven't talked in forever but it's not my fault, it's yours. At least I tried. You never did.
Everyday people look at me and they see someone strong, but say his name to me and you'll find out that strength is all an illusion.
I don't wanna feel like this, but I'm so tired of missing you.
We lie and act fine to feel more in control in a world that's slowly spinning out of it.
You can still care for someone, even if they've lost your respect.
Basically, she fell for you, boy, and she definitely got more than scraped knees.
For him, I'd smile when he's happy, kiss him when he's sad, try to be the perfect girl and calm him when he's mad. Hold his hand to make him strong and say he's right when I know that he's wrong.
There are those people you encounter in life who you never really get over. No matter how many other better people you meet, people who treat you better and love you better, in the back of your mind, there's always that person who you can't quite completely forget.
Communication. It's the first thing we really learn in life. Funny thing is, once we grow up, learn our words, and really start talking, the harder it becomes to know what to say or how to ask for what we really need.
Of course I miss you. But that doesn't mean the world stops spinning. Life goes on, and so do I.
Forget it, boy, you could've had her, you lost your chance, you should've moved faster. She's sick of waiting, she's finally moved on. Sorry, boy, your chance is gone.
If you do it, you'll regret it. If you don't do it, you'll regret it. Either way, you're going to regret it, so you might as well just do it.
Nothing like a little romance to ruin a perfectly good friendship.
There's only so much pain a girl can take and you passed the limit.
Hold hands, not grudges. Break dance, not hearts. Do hugs, not drugs. Be happy, not easy.
She's finally accepting changes and realising nothing can be the same anymore. But she's keeping her strength up and she's willing to try her best not to look back.
She types, "I'll be okay," as the tears run down her face.
Have you ever heard a song from so long ago with so many memories tied to it that it made you cry? And didn't you wish that you could go back in time when everything was simpler and carefree? Those are the songs that are the soundtracks of our lives. The ones that bring back our childhoods, best friends, first loves, first broken hearts, and all the memories that go along.
I'm ready to be the girl I used to be. The one who never cried, never got mad about dumb things, and the one girl who would never worry about being in love.
Everyone tries to impress that special someone, but if you can't get them by being yourself they can't be all that special.
You broke my self-defenses. You make me fall in love. You promised me the world. And then you ripped me up.
Every time I cry, regardless of the reason in the beginning, I always end up crying because of him.
Just because you don't speak doesn't mean you're over him.
I used to care a lot about what people thought of me. Then I learned I definitely can't please everyone, some people will like you and smile will hate you. But I really don't care, either way I'm not losing sleep over it.
We haven't talked in forever but it's not my fault, it's yours. At least I tried. You never did.
Everyday people look at me and they see someone strong, but say his name to me and you'll find out that strength is all an illusion.
I don't wanna feel like this, but I'm so tired of missing you.
We lie and act fine to feel more in control in a world that's slowly spinning out of it.
You can still care for someone, even if they've lost your respect.
Basically, she fell for you, boy, and she definitely got more than scraped knees.
For him, I'd smile when he's happy, kiss him when he's sad, try to be the perfect girl and calm him when he's mad. Hold his hand to make him strong and say he's right when I know that he's wrong.
There are those people you encounter in life who you never really get over. No matter how many other better people you meet, people who treat you better and love you better, in the back of your mind, there's always that person who you can't quite completely forget.
Communication. It's the first thing we really learn in life. Funny thing is, once we grow up, learn our words, and really start talking, the harder it becomes to know what to say or how to ask for what we really need.
Of course I miss you. But that doesn't mean the world stops spinning. Life goes on, and so do I.
Forget it, boy, you could've had her, you lost your chance, you should've moved faster. She's sick of waiting, she's finally moved on. Sorry, boy, your chance is gone.
If you do it, you'll regret it. If you don't do it, you'll regret it. Either way, you're going to regret it, so you might as well just do it.
Nothing like a little romance to ruin a perfectly good friendship.
There's only so much pain a girl can take and you passed the limit.
Hold hands, not grudges. Break dance, not hearts. Do hugs, not drugs. Be happy, not easy.
She's finally accepting changes and realising nothing can be the same anymore. But she's keeping her strength up and she's willing to try her best not to look back.
She types, "I'll be okay," as the tears run down her face.
Have you ever heard a song from so long ago with so many memories tied to it that it made you cry? And didn't you wish that you could go back in time when everything was simpler and carefree? Those are the songs that are the soundtracks of our lives. The ones that bring back our childhoods, best friends, first loves, first broken hearts, and all the memories that go along.
I'm ready to be the girl I used to be. The one who never cried, never got mad about dumb things, and the one girl who would never worry about being in love.
Everyone tries to impress that special someone, but if you can't get them by being yourself they can't be all that special.
Friday, February 25, 2011
I remember the way you made me feel when I was with you. I remember the smile that always brought me back to you. That look in your eyes, I never though that this could be untrue.
Words can't kill, but they fucking hurt.
Before you assume you're in love, answer this: do you love him, or the idea of him?
They were best friends, lovers and soul mates, destined to be together, everyone though. But as it happened, one day, destiny greedily changed its mind.
Unconditional love is for friends and family. You have to feel the spark with someone for it to be true love.
Sometimes, someone comes into your life that changes everything, raises the standards, makes you laugh, and makes you feel like you.
There are some people in life that make you laugh a little harder, smile a little brighter, and just live a little better.
The world always looks brighter behind a smile.
And at some point, I'll call you and tell you I miss you and you are the point of my days and my face will get flushed and my throat will choke up when you tell me that you feel the same.
Happiness comes in many forms: in the company of good friends, in the feeling you get when you make someone else's dream come true, or in the promise of hope renewed.
I can't listen to my favourite songs anymore because each drumbeat is a massacre, each keystroke is a regret, and each chord is a memory of you.
No, the good times won't last forever. But the memories will.
Don't chase them. Replace them.
Don't envy anybody. Every person has something no one else has. Develop that one thing in yourself, and make it outstanding.
Thinking of you gets me all excited, like a little kid getting a note in their lunchbox.
Nothing feels greater than the rush I get whenever you're around.
And if you only knew how fast you make my heart beat when you come close to me...
What made her day was when he confessed to her that he thought she looked cute that day. It's the simple things in life that make her smile.
We fight mainly for one reason. 'Cause when you fight, you truly find out how much you're willing to take before you break. And 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 could be walking all over the place.
Honey, take a good look at yourself. He's got you going through hell. I've never seen you down like this.
Words can't kill, but they fucking hurt.
Before you assume you're in love, answer this: do you love him, or the idea of him?
They were best friends, lovers and soul mates, destined to be together, everyone though. But as it happened, one day, destiny greedily changed its mind.
Unconditional love is for friends and family. You have to feel the spark with someone for it to be true love.
Sometimes, someone comes into your life that changes everything, raises the standards, makes you laugh, and makes you feel like you.
There are some people in life that make you laugh a little harder, smile a little brighter, and just live a little better.
The world always looks brighter behind a smile.
And at some point, I'll call you and tell you I miss you and you are the point of my days and my face will get flushed and my throat will choke up when you tell me that you feel the same.
Happiness comes in many forms: in the company of good friends, in the feeling you get when you make someone else's dream come true, or in the promise of hope renewed.
I can't listen to my favourite songs anymore because each drumbeat is a massacre, each keystroke is a regret, and each chord is a memory of you.
No, the good times won't last forever. But the memories will.
Don't chase them. Replace them.
Don't envy anybody. Every person has something no one else has. Develop that one thing in yourself, and make it outstanding.
Thinking of you gets me all excited, like a little kid getting a note in their lunchbox.
Nothing feels greater than the rush I get whenever you're around.
And if you only knew how fast you make my heart beat when you come close to me...
What made her day was when he confessed to her that he thought she looked cute that day. It's the simple things in life that make her smile.
We fight mainly for one reason. 'Cause when you fight, you truly find out how much you're willing to take before you break. And 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 could be walking all over the place.
Honey, take a good look at yourself. He's got you going through hell. I've never seen you down like this.
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