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? I’m a liar because I wont tell you everything I’m stupid because sometimes im wrong I’m ugly because my face isn’t perfect I’m a pushover because I like making people happy I’m a loser because I’m a not friend with your group I’m fake because I’m too nice I’m weird because I’m not like you I’m fat because I eat when I’m hungry. I’m clingy because I don’t like to be alone I’m insecure because I care about what people think of me. I’m no fun because I'm not always hyper? Don’t try to tell me who I am Because I already know.
LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST Love the people who [xo] care about you &+ Forget about the ones that don't // Take chances &+ realize that nothing I n l I f e never c o m e s e a s I l y
Sometimes, you just have to stop caring You have to turn off all emotion &+ feeling To protect yourself from getting hurt... you Have to stop [[caring]] about what other people Think of you &+ be yourself: sometimes You have to hide it all -- not let anyone Know how you feel or what you think ''* You have to put a s m I l e on your face &+ Pretend everything is fine . Even when It’s not... sometimes that's the only way to Save yourself from ---x-->> a b r o k e n heart. Trying to forget someone that you love is like trying to remember someone you never met.
& if you're not getting answers :; ask better questions -- cartel
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soulhurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” -Neil Gaiman
& it turns out :; you can't save people from themselves -Scrubs
“Love is when he is mean to you and you still want him, it's when he ignores you and you still love him, it's when he loves another girl but you still smile and say I'm happy for you, when all you really want to do is cry.” “A wise girl asks but doesn't believe :; kisses but doesn't fall in love :; &+ leaves before she gets left ” - Marilyn Monroe & at the end of the day :; you either focus on what's tearing you apart :; or what's holding you together
“bastard-coated bastards with bastard filling ... but i don't
find them half as annoying as i find naive :; bubble - headed optimists who walk around v o m i t i n g s u n s h i n e” – Scrubs “But most of all :; i hate the way i don't hate you at all” --10 things I hate about you
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 cause you found someone on this messed up planet who knows you.
Do you want to know what my problem is?
I will tell you what my problem is… i love you. I love your name, I love the way you look at me, I love your gorgeous smile, I love the way you walk, I love your beautiful eyes, I love the sound of your laugh, i love the way you get mad, i love the way i dont understand you at all. I love the way I can be having the worst day of my life and seeing you completely changes my mood. I love how when you touch me I get weak, thats my problem... happiness is the secret to all beauty ... there is no beauty that is attractive without happiness
Have you ever really thought about it ?
You've got this girl, head over heels in love with you. She'd do anything for you. But for some reason, you don't want to see that. You know it's there, but you just wont accept it so you try to make her go away. -maybe this girl is perfect for you. And that really scares the hell outta you, doesn't it?
He'll pick on you to see you smile but wont say a thing
to make you cry. He'll brush the hair out of your eyes. He'll stare at you during the movies, even though he paid $8 to see it. He'll call to say goodnight or just cause he is thinking of you. He'll look in your eyes and tell you, you're beautiful, and for the first time in your life, you'll
i like to pretend everything's alright :; because when everyone thinks you're fine :; sometimes you forget for a while t h a t y o u ' r e n o t 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 day-dream about you off and on, replaying pieces of our conversation; laughing at funny things that you said or did.. I've memorized your face && the way that you look at me.. I catch myself smiling again at what I imagine.. I wonder what will happen the next time we are together & even though nothing will come out of this, i know one thing for sure, for once.. i dont care, i charish every moment i have with you. I suppose I'm a little bit scared. You might not like it that I felt so much for him. But that was then. You are here now. You make me and define me. It's over after all but he's still a part of me. And I want you to know all about it, so there are no secrets. If you can't solve it, it isn't a problem - it's reality. And sometimes reality is the hardest thing to understand and the thing that takes the longest to realize. But once it hits you in the face you'll never forget it. It will always be there in your memories and sometimes that is the best way to look at it. In this weird twisted way, I know you miss me liking you, not because I want to believe it's true, but because you'll never find a girl that can
put up with you like I did; you'll never find a girl who will care as much as I did, because no one will waste all their love on someone like you, like I did.
In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about. Some,
you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are the few you wish you never had to think about again.
But you do.
settle for average -it's just as close to the bottom as it is to the top it's [ better ] to cross a line &+ suffer the consequences than to just stare at the line for the rest of your l i f e //
It's YOU. You mean everything to me... you are the first thought in
my head in the morning when I wake up; my last thought before I go to bed. You smile at me in my dreams... when you are sad, I feel sad, and when I see your true smile, I feel incredible, like there is no other thing around and all I can see is you. knowing is better than wondering :; waking is better than sleeping :; `&+ even the biggest failure beats the hell out of never trying
Life is for having fun. Don't be stupid and waste it on
someone who is gonna act like they hate you tomorrow. Never waste it on some one who doesn't want their friends to know they're in love with you. Don't give that person the rest of you tears or a month or a year of your life when they treats you badly and doesn't mind making you cry. Every person deserves some one who wants to brag about them. Babe, dont fool yourself. you deserve so much better than that.
Love hurts. I say that because I know. Love is... or was amazing. It's
an incredible feeling to know what he's going to say. It's more incredible the way he has me on the edge of my seat because he's so completely random, I never know what's coming next. It's hard to explain, but he filled some void in me, and now, without him, I'm missing something again. I wonder if it will ever truly, whole heartedly be filled again. I just don't want to know what it's like to hurt any more...
never apologize for saying what you
feel :; because [[ that's ]] like saying
" s o r r y f o r b e i n g r e a l“
Love? We think about it, sing about it, dream about it, lose sleep
worrying about it. When we don't have it, we search for it; when we discover it, we don't know what to do with it; when we have it, we fear losing it. It is the constant source of pleasure and pain. Be we can't predict which it will be from one moment to the next. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define, impossible to live without.
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