We forgive and forget. We live.
But most importantly, we love.

Passion is knowing what you want and never
stopping until you have it.

You only find a few people in this world, a few people
who will tell you they love you and actually mean it
with all their heart. Don't forget those people who stood
by you through it all, the special few that were
there for you until the end.

After a while you learn the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a soul. You learn that love
doesn't always mean learning and company doesn't
always mean security, and you begin to learn that kisses
aren't always considered contracts and presents
aren't always considered promises. After a while you
learn that every sunshine burns if you get too close.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. You eventually
learn that you really can endure, that you really are
strong, and you really do have a purpose in life.

Don't ever think that nobody cares or that nobody
loves you because I can guarantee that there is
at least one person that thinks about you every night.

When someone dies, you don't get over it by
forgetting; you get over it by remembering, and you
are aware that no person is ever truly lost or gone once
they have been in our life and loved us, as we have loved them

When you're young, your whole life is about the pursuit of fun. Then
you grow up and learn to be cautious. You could break a
bone or heart. You look before you leap and sometimes you don't
leap at all cause there's not always someone there to catch
you. in life, there's no safety net. When did it stop being fun and
start being scary?

I've learned that things change and people change. It
doesn't mean you forget the past or try to cover it up. It simply
means that you've moved on and treasure the memories.
Letting go doesn't mean giving up, it just means accepting that
some things just aren't meant to be.

People can be more forgiving than you can imagine. But
you have to forgive yourself. Let go of what's bitter and move on.

She doesn't want to be the center of attention
and turn the heads of everyone in the room. She
wants to turn someone's head. She wants to be
special to someone. We all do.

Ever since I was young
I never understood anything
About the world & anything
That happened in my life.
The only thing that ever made sense
To me was you, and how I felt about you.
That's all I've ever known
& that's enough...that's enough for me
For the rest of my life.

Who can you really trust
Who do you really know
Is there anybody out there
Who can make you feel less alone
Some times you just can't make it on your own

Take all your dreams, Take all that's left to see
Write it down, sign your name, go ahead and leave
There's nothing left to loose.

Mother, look at your beautiful daughter.
She's hurt & broken & you don't even have a clue.
She hid herself from you for too long,
from the world and even her friends;
I guess some things are better left unsaid

You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, even months
analyzing a situation, trying to put the pieces together.
Justifying what could've, should've, would've happened. Or you can just
leave the pieces on the floor and realize there's a
reason they're down there.

I'm at that time in my life where I could be having the time of
my life, right? I want to make out in the backseat of his
car, I want to go to these outrageous parties with people who are
older than me, make some bad decisions then fix them. I want
to have a lot to tell my daughter -- that the craziest, most
thrilling part of your life is when you're seventeen. I want to experience
life and love, learning everything inbetween

i'm a daughter hiding my depression.
I'm a sister making a good impression.
I'm your friend acting like I'm fine.
I'm a teenager pushing her tears aside.
I'm the girl sitting next to you.
I'm the one asking you to care.
I'm your best friend hoping you'll be there.

And the harsh reality of life is that you are going to get hurt. You're
going to cry over a silly boy. You're heart's going to be broken.
But you have to pull yourself together so people don't see
how vulnerable you are because once people see vulnerability,
they take advantage of you. And the whole process
starts all over again.

To every girl who feels lost inside, broken hearted, who
feels like no one understands. Just remember, when
you fall, at one point a boy is going to see you, and give
you his hand to help you up, from being put down.
He'll love you, treat you the way you should be
treated, and if you have no hope, just keep looking.
He'll be there, waiting.

i dont know where i'm going to end up
but i know that i'm not going to waste my time
figuring that out, or i'll miss where i am now

This is not what I intended. I
always swore to you I'd never fall
apart. You always thought that I
was stronger. I may have failed,
but I have loved you from the start.

I think everybody needs
a place to go when things
become too much. A place
where the world is the way
you want it to be & if you
had a choice, it`s how you
would`ve created it.

It`s sad how some of us live so far in the past & refuse to move on. It`s sad how so many of us try to move on, but can`t & just go back to the past. It`s sad how many of us finally do move on, get hurt, & go right back into the past

oh lets go. lets strike a light.
we're gonna blow like dynamite.
i dont care if it takes all night.
gonna set this town alright.

Trust me, i know how it feels.i know
exactly how it feels to cry in the shower,
so no one can hear you, and waiting for
everyone to be asleep so you can fall apart,
for everything to hurt so bad you just want
it all to end.i know exactly how it feels.

Maybe we're moving too fast; I don't know. But for the first time in my life...I really don't care.

She talks too loud.
She says things that she should keep to herself.
She's slow and silly.
She can be very thickheaded and rude.
She wants too much.
She stays hidden behind a fake smile.
She cries at night to the sad songs on the radio.
She runs away from the truth.
She doesn't want to do anything but lay in his arms.

There's nothing
more dangerous,
than a bad boy
with charm

I laugh at silly movies
& I'm stubborn as a stone.
Yeah, I criticize my body;
I wonder if I'm ready to be alone.
I'm just like everyone else.
Yes, I cry when you don't see,
I don't know what you want
or what you think about me.
But this; this is who I am.

Long distance
relationship: Single
enough to be lonely,
not single enough to
do anything about it

someone's opinion is how others look at you.
your attitude shows how you look at yourself.

Tell your family you love them everyday, give your best friend the biggest hug in the world, and cherish every moment you share with your lover, because you never know when it will be your last time experiencing it.

we all drink to forget, some of us more than most
when reality gets too real, and fires have held too close
but i'm here to let you know that you can make it through
if you believe that someone's watching over you

Common sense and a sense of humor are
the same thing, moving at different speeds.
A sense of humor is just common sense, dancing.

Once upon a time, in a galaxy not entirely unlike our own, there was a girl. There was nothing extraordinary about this girl. She was by her own estimation a relatively simple sort, yet she was cursed. For as long as she could remember, boys had been something of a disaster. Boys either fell too hard, too fast, or not at all. She had long since given up on the notion of a functional relationship, which is why; she was surprised to find herself in the company of a boy who made her feel as if the curse had been lifted.

What is it about summer that makes us
all so crazy? Is it the heat? Is it the
freedom? I think we all get so crazy
because we realize all at once that life
really isn't going to last forever. So we
take those perfectly sunny days & live.
We live so fully in those three months
that it'd be impossible not to go just a
little nuts. And in the end, when the
summer fades so suddenly into fall,
we'll be glad we did it.

A box full of memories that
make you cry;Do you burn them
to forget your pain?Or keep them
to remember how great it all was

love comes to those who:
still hope though they've been disappointed.
who still believe though they've been betrayed.
who still need though they've been hurt before.
who have the courage & faith to build trust again

 didn't want to get involved with anyone.
i didn't have the time or energy
and i wasn't sure that i was ready for it;
but you were so good to me
and i got swept up in that
and little by little i found
myself falling in love with you.

one of the most tragic things i
know about human nature is that all
of us tend to put off living. we are all
dreaming of some magical rose garden
over the horiz