It's that I just want to be with you and you're taking too long to figure that out.
So we fall for stupid boys. We make lots of dumb mistakes. We like to act stupid and talk really fast and laugh really loud. But us teenage girls, we're really good at one thing: staying strong.
Promises are lies, just tied with pretty bows.
I'm just a crazy girl who loves this boy way too much.
Sometimes it takes being away from someone for a while to realise how much you really need them in your life.
Love can turn into hate in a matter of minutes.
Sometimes all we need is someone to say, "Hey, you okay?"
No matter how many coins you toss in the fountains or the number of fingers you cross, if it's not meant to be, it won't happen.
You can't describe the feeling to anyone, not even your best friends, because the rush that you get around him is more than anyone could ever explain.
When a girl tells you she's cold, don't be an idiot and say, "Me too."
Remember when we first met? And I was scared to open myself and my heart up to you? I was scared of getting hurt, scared of being rejected, scared to be myself. Then we talked and I thought we connected and that I finally found someone with a shoulder to cry on and a loving heart. Well, all I can say is that I was wrong, and it's the guys like you that detour me from finding the nice guy.
If you're going to start playing those games with me again, where we look at each other, and then look the other way, I'm going to have to move on, even though I know you're worth it.
Love is like a rumor. Everybody talks about it, but no one really knows.
I look at him, he looked at me, and it seemed in that split second, we forgave each other for everything that went wrong.
Ever have one of those days where you hate the world, and anything that happens, even dropping your pen makes you want to break down and cry?
I don't understand how people can change this much. One day, they're all you can have, and then the next, they're a stranger to you.
It's like we're in first grade again. I like you and you like me, but we'll never admit it.
Funny how a photograph can take you back in time to places and embraces that you thought you left behind.