-You know how every girl says they wish for a boy who would prove to them that they are not all the same, well i wish for a boy to prove to me that having a boyfriend is worth it.
-I'm Thankful For Every Tear that had to fall from my eyes, everyday that i wondered how i'd get through the night, and every change that life has thrown me. i'm thankful for every break in my heart; im grateful for every scar. there were some pages turned, some bridges burned, but there were lessons learned.
-Your shirt reminded me of a tiffany box and your the bow
I have this theory that the more important
and intimate the emotion, the fewer words are
required to express it. For instance, in dating.
‘Will you go out with me?’ Six words.
‘I really care about you.’ Five words.
‘You matter to me.’ Four words.
‘I love you.’ Three words.
‘Marry me.’ Two words.
So what’s left?
What’s the single most important and intimate word you
can ever say to somebody? It’s ‘goodbye.
"I know that boy he fucked my best friend kelly over"
You must learn to take the
good with the bad; the happy
with the sad, love what you’ve
got and remember what you had.
Learn to forgive, but never forget,
learn from your mistakes but never
regret. People change & things go
wrong, but you just have to
remember that life goes on.
-I’m starting to crave new
beginnings, brighter memories,
and happy endings.I crave change.
-No matter what, once in your life, someone will hurt you.That someone will take all that you are, and rip it into piecesAnd I can be sure they won't even watch where the pieces land But through the breakdown, you will learn something about yourself
You will learn that you are strong.
And no matter how hard they destroy you
That you can conquer anyone, the minute you let it go.
I guess I'm learning, little by little, that we decide what our lives are going to be. Things happen to us, but it's our reactions that matter.
sometimes, you find yourself moving on,
but wanting to go back at the same time.
you find comfort in what you've done in the
past, and although you're warming up to the
present, you can't stop thinking about how
good the past was and how much you'd give
to be able to go back. you want to make the
best of now, but can't let go of the past. it
sucks, but it's a part of life. and eventually,
what you have will be good enough.
I think it's okay that you're the only one that gets me,
and I love how I can't breathe quite right as you
slowly whisper in my ear, "b eautiful, you owe me a dance tonight."
