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| The truth is, i still haven't talked about it. The depression is the same no matter how many masks i wear and it's suffocating, there's no escape. it's agony and i know it's my life. At times it leaves, but it never fully goes away, not completely then there are times when i don't want to eat, i can't fully function. It's the most intense pain anyone could ever feel. The smile i wear is just a cover-up. it's bearing down on me. I want so bad to let people know the real me. I don't like hiding how i feel all the time. The real me is so complex, so complicated. I, myself do not fully understand who i am. I tell myself there is no cure for this excruciating pain. Happiness is an ongoing battle, a state of mind, something i'll be fighting with for the rest of my life. So i continue to wear the mask of the person everyone wants me to be because they would not come close to fully understanding who i really am
It makes me wonder, do we spend most of our days trying to remember or forgetting things? Do we spend most of our time running toward or away from our lives?
Don't spend a lifetime of becoming good at something you don't love to do.
Ever have that one person in your life that you just can't give up on, the one person who can screw you over time after time yet you always seem to give them another chance, & no matter how many times you say this is their last one, you know its a lie because there's always just one more waiting for them. The one person you know your better off with out but yet you can't find a way to let them go because deep down inside you wouldn't know what to do with out them. The one person that you know doesn't deserve you but yet you choose to over look it. Because you love him. ... change, we don't like it, we fear it ...
Imagine the worst things you think about yourself.
Now, how would you feel if the one person you trusted most in
the world, not only thinks them too, but actually uses them as
reasons to be with you.
You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true.
Sometimes reality has a way of sneaking up and biting us in the ass. And when the dam bursts, all you can do is swim. The world of pretend is a cage, not a cocoon. We can only lie to ourselves for so long. We are tired, we are scared, denying it doesn't change the truth. Sooner or later we have to put aside our denial and face the world. Head on, guns blazing. De Nile. It's not just a river in Egypt, it's a freakin' ocean. So how do you keep from drowning in it?
Sometimes it's the smallest decisions
that can change your life forever.
if you're convinced that you're not good enough, you'll have a hard time letting someone into your life who thinks you are
Only when time is running out are we brave.
Life isn't about keeping score. It's not about how many people call you, & it's not about who you've dated, are dating, or haven't dated at all. It isn't about who you kissed, what sport you play, or which guy or girl likes you. It's not about your shoes or your hair or the color of your skin or where you live or go to school. In fact, it's not about grades, money, clothes, or colleges that accept your or not. Life isn't about if you have lots of friends, or if you are alone, & it's not about how accepted or unaccepted you are. Life just isn't about that. But life is about who you love. & who you huirt. It's about how you feel about yourself. It's about trust, happiness, & compassion. It's about sticking up for your friends & replacing inner hate with love in a way that could never have been achieved otherwise
I’m so tired of dancing around these big words. I just want to be honest with you. but do you think we're ready for that honesty? because honesty is a big word and it changes things, and it complicates things. are you sure you're ready for everything that goes along with telling the truth?
in the game of seduction, there's only one rule. never fall in love.
and after every single conversation, I just want to slap my own forehead. I just want to be able to make you laugh. I just want to tell a story that sounds worthwhile. something for you to think about as you daydream in class. something to intrigue you. that's all I want to do.
Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.
There’s that occasional night
where you just break down & cry,
cause you know that no matter what ;
things will never be the same.
I was always told that nothing in life comes free. there’s always a "scandal". like "free phones!" but in small letters it says "with the purchase of 2 phones." they want to draw your attention. you always have to read the small print in life. like, "this way to happiness." but in small letters it says "but you must work for it." there’s no easy way out.
I’m the kind of girl who kicks the soda machine because it ripped me off. the kind who skips with friends down to the mall then stops and says, "never mind. I know too many people here today." the kind who can always win an argument because I start to get illogical. the kind who likes to get noticed. the kind who is afraid of everything. the kind who will hug you without even knowing your name. the kind who will talk for hours on the phone when you might not even be there. the kind who doesn't order a salad on a dare. the kind who doesn't really know who she is, but will never forget what she isn't. the kind who has a hard time letting go. the kind who has ocd traits and wants everything to be perfect. the kind who wants to find the one. the kind who listens to the rules and follows them; for the most part. and most of all, I’m the kind of girl who wants to change the world.
People don't change; they just find new ways of lying to you.
Pain, you just have to ride it out, hope it goes away on its own, hope the wound that caused it heals. There are no solutions, no easy answers, you just breath deep and wait for it to subside. Most of the time pain can be managed but sometimes the pain gets you where you least expect it. Hits way below the belt and doesn't let up. Pain, you just have to fight through, because the truth is you can't outrun it and life always makes more.
I've heard that it's possible to grow up - I've just never met anyone who's actually done it. Without parents to defy, we break the rules we make for ourselves. We throw tantrums when things don't go our way, we whisper secrets with our best friends in the dark, we look for comfort where we can find it, and we hope - against all logic, against all experience. Like children, we never give up hope...
you don't really seem to have him now. at least not tha way you want to have him. you won't get anything unless you ask for it. then if you ask for it and don't get it, maybe it wasn't worth having in the first place. some things are just never meant to be. no matter how much we wish they were.
It's not those who are there when you need them.
It's who has been there the entire time
At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And it's not so important happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you , and once in a while people may even take your breath away.
I dare you to be who you want to be.
hate can be a positive emotion when it forces you to be something better than yourself. you built me, constructed my desire and perfected my hatred. now I’m driven to be ten times better than you think you are
Don't advertise if its not for sale.
truth - i dont want to "be your friend" anymore.
too much baggage comes with "being you friend"
i'm sick of you and all your lies you tell everyone
you are worthless to me. starting now.
i'm done changing my mind about you.
i'm leaving tomorrow and with me goes all those secrets
i can't bare to keep. i'm bringing them with me only so
i can throw them far, far away. you and your stubbornness
just ruined any sort of friendship we could ever have.
i chose anything but you.
Dare - leave me alone.
((sadly reminds me of an old friend))
There's a girl that'll never talk to you because she's too shy. There's a girl who never smiles because her teeth aren't 'Hollywood White'. There's a girl who's insecure. There's a girl who looks in the mirror & wonders what people are talking about. There's a girl who believes she isn't thin. There's a girl who believes she isn't beautiful. There's a girl who's always just the 'best friend'. There's a girl who's never good enough. There's a girl who's too mature. There's a girl with a broken smile. There's a girl that realized that fairytales are never coming true. There's a girl who wonders what it's like to be pretty; to be wanted | | |
| A best friend is someone who changes your life just by being part of it. Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop. Someone who makes you believe that there is really good in the world. Someone who walks in when the rest of the world walks out. Someone that knows what you're saying when you don't say a word. Someone you can look to in a certain way, & they know exactly what you're thinking. Someone you find hardest to say goodbye to. Someone who knows all about you, & loves you anyway. Someone who helps you through thick & thin. The first person you go to when you need someone to talk to. Someone you will call to talk about nothing, or the most important things in your life. They are the shoulder you cry on, because you know that they really care about you. Someone you would take a bullet for because it would be too painful to watch them get hurt. Someone that will risk their friendship with you, just to make sure you're safe & okay. Someone you can always be around, & never get sick of.
There's a girl that'll never talk to you because she's too shy. There's a girl who never smiles because her teeth aren't 'Hollywood White'. There's a girl who's insecure. There's a girl who looks in the mirror & wonders what people are talking about. There's a girl who believes she isn't thin. There's a girl who believes she isn't beautiful. There's a girl who's always just the 'best friend'. There's a girl who's never good enough. There's a girl who's too mature. There's a girl with a broken smile. There's a girl that realized that fairytales are never coming true. There's a girl who wonders what it's like to be pretty; to be wanted.
She won;t tell you her problems because she's too scared to face them herself.
people continue to do what they get away with. if you don't tell then that something is unacceptable, your silence gives them permission to continue doing it.
^SO TRUE^
shes lying on her bed at 3 am,
wondering why she believed him for so long.
tears run down her face
as she picks up the phone
& dials the number she knows by heart
making sure to restrict it.
just the thought of him not picking up
because he sees her name, it kills her,
when he answers, she finally says everything
she had needed to get off her chest
for the longest time.
too bad she purposely put it on mute.
Limitations live only in our minds.
But if we use our imaginations,
our possibilities become limitless.
There`s always gunna be that one thing you
wish for but never get. That one mistake you
can never take back. & most of all, that one
memory you would do anything for,
just to have it again.
Funny how one minute you can be so close to someone
& the next it`s like you never knew them
Yet there's nothing funny about that.
Being perfect is not about that scoreboard out there. It's not about winning. It's about you and your relationship with yourself, your family and your friends. Being perfect is about being able to look your friends on the eye and know that you didn't let them down because you told them the truth. And the truth is you did everything you could. There wasn't one more thing you could've done. Can you live in that moment as best you can, with clear eyes, and love in your heart ? If you can do that gentleman - you're perfect.
I want to be the kind of girl who leaves an
everlasting impression. I don't want to be
the type that you'll forget in a week. I want
to be hard to forget. I want to have the kind
of impact on someone where they know
they'll never find anyone else who could
ever take my place.
You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-You-Are? You're chicken. You're afraid to stick out your chin & say, "OK, life's a fact." People do fall in love. People do belong to each other. Because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness. You call yourself a free spirit, a wild thing. Yet you're terrified that somebody's gonna put you in a cage. Well, baby, you're already in a cage & you built it yourself."
Remember that life is short. So
be careful who you waste it with.
& in the end, it's not about who's skinnier
or who's prettier. It's about who can survive
through all the name calling, & dirty looks.
It's about who has the strength to shut it out.
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.
but he wants absolutely nothing to do with her.
I don't know what you think of me, but I hope it's X-Rated
It`s okay to fall sometimes, cause when you get up,
that`s when you become a better, stronger person.
You're off limits and so am I.
We shouldn't talk like we do.
But I'll keep a secret if you can.
If you asked someone how they would define friendship, the answer will usually be "someone who will always be there when you need them, a person who never lies, a person who will always put you first before anyone else" & so on. But who actually fits that description? You have your friends & your true friends. Friends come in many people, but true friends only come once in a lifetime. A real friendship will last, no matter how far they are from you, no matter how many new people they meet, or how popular they may become. To depend on a friend to always be there for you is unfair, because if that person isn't there, what would you do? Just cut them out of your life? If you were a good friend yourself, you would understand why & know that no one is perfect. A friend will always tell you what sounds good or what will make you happy, but a true friend will tell you the brutal truth. FACT: real friends never try to avoid arguments because it will not harm the friendship at all. They shouldn't be scared of getting into that argument in the first place because those little arguments are what makes the friendship stronger. True friends know your deepest secrets, good & bad, & will still love you til the end but friends will only know your surface appearance. Friends come & go without explanation, but true friends will always be there, even when you think they're not. True friends are like family; people who treat your parents like they're theirs, people who become best buddies to your brothers & sisters. So when you say "family always comes first", they are already your family. To me, friendship is like a board game. The ones who care enough will enter the game, play it, & stay until you end it together. The ones who don't will get bored & choose to leave. So, keep what is worth keeping, & with a breath of comfort, blow the rest away
When you remember how hard it is to change yourself, you begin
to understand what little chance we have of changing others.
We all need something we consider worth
getting up in the morning for. Whether it's real or not;
healthy or destructive; tangible or false is irrelevant.
When you've got nothing to hang onto, deception can seem pretty inviting.
-- LOVE it --
There is one person in every group of friends that nobody fucking likes! You basically keep them there to hate their guts
It`s strange but when I look back on things, maybe that relationship was just to get me through a really hard lonely time. Sort of like a pair of beaded pumps that go perfectly with the prom dress but you never get a chance to wear again
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| When you run from something, it only stays with you longer.
If you fight something, it only makes you stronger.
The more you know who you are,
& what you want, the less you let things upset you.
I
don't believe in the word "regret" I believe in the phrase;
you fucked up and now you learned from it.
Sometimes we expect more from others cause
we would be willing to do that much for them.
behind the bad reputation and
the horrible rumors..is the girl
that she really is..the girl people
dont take the tiime to get to know
the moment you held me ©
nothing in the world mattered but me n you
Somewhere out there, an ex-boyfriend is filled with an incredible sense of regret
We've been there, rocked that, got crunk, and all that. Danced sexy without a pole... yeah, haters, that's how we roll
She`s afraid. Not of anything in particular. Just in general. She comes off as this girl that will take any risk that comes in her direction. But she`s not the kind of girl that will go looking for trouble. & she`s the kind of girl that doesn`t know yet that it`s okay to take a chance. If everything falls apart, it wasn`t meant to be. If they don`t chase you, you weren`t anything special to them. It`s a hard thing to go through, but she`s just now realizing that she doesn`t need them. That time goes on, & two years will pass in a blink of an eye. So she`s not gunna waste her time with fake friends, & lets be honest now, she wouldn`t of kept in touch with after high school anyways. She`s gunna enjoy her time & be the girl that did something only others wished they could of done.
Life isn't a destination-it's a journey. We all come upon unexpected curves and turning points. Everything that happens to us shapes who we are becoming, and in the adventure of each day, we discover the important things in life and why they are important...
Either she was someone she didn`t want to be,
or she was sombody who nobody wanted.
Just because you're leaving
doesn't mean i'm letting you go
Here's to being lied to. To being walked on, used, promised something, & fed bullshit. Here's to seeing the best in him; not believing that he could possibly be as awful as he turned out to be. Here's to trusting over & over & over again because you really wanted to believe that what he did was a mistake, that he's changed. He won't change. The way he is & was is the way he will always be. If he lies to you, he doesn't feel you are good enough to hear the truth. If he plays you, you don't mean enough to him for him to be with just you. Breaking a promise means he is okay with disappointing you. He knows what he is doing when he is doing it. He knows what will hurt you & he does it anyway. As much as he says he does, he doesn't really care about you. Here's to him saying he's sorry. With him, it's one of those words that is said so many times; it doesn't even sound like a word anymore. The only reason he is sorry is because he was caught in his lie. Excuses mean nothing; nothing he could possibly come up with could fix what he did. Now take this as a lesson learned: let him go & move the fuck on with your life!
sweetheart, you can't bullshit me. see, I’ve lied to myself enough to know when someone else is doing it. so, let's try this again, and how about the truth this time.
we all love a sob story. we might not admit to it, but it's the same way everyone stares at a burning car crash as they pass it on the highway, craning their necks to catch a glimpse of the bodybags. it's always easier to turn on the television and watch your favourite character miscarry her adulterous husband's child, to watch planes fall from the sky on the evening news and to watch fictional murderers stab rubber corpses. watching someone else's problems will always be that much easier than living your own
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.
There was a part of her that wondered what would happen if she let them all in on the secret - that some mornings, it was hard to get out of bed & put on someone else`s smile; that she was standing on air, a fake smile who laughed at all the right jokes & whispered all the right gossip & attracted the right guy, a fake who had nearly forgotten what it felt like to be real.. & who, when you get right down to it, didn`t want to remember cause it hurt more than this.
It's only when you're tested that you
truly discover who you are. & it's only
when you're tested that you discover who you
can be. The person you want to be does exist,
somewhere on the other side of hard work, belief,
faith & the heartache & fear of what lies ahead.
As much as I enjoy the concept of being "just friends,"
in reality, it's a bazaar form of torture
i remember the days where i would get butterflies everytime you signed online, where my heart would race faster by just seeing your screenname on my buddylist. we would stay up until 4:30 in the morning, talking, laughing...lol after lol, getting to know eachother, question after question, we could talk for endless hours about nothing important until we began to fall asleep on the keyboard, and had to crawl into bed without waking our parents. these days, a 5 minute conversation doesn't come easy...what happened to us? we used to be so strong. i miss those pointless conversations, i would so anything now to go to school tired after a all night online conversation with you | | |
| There are two kinds of secrets:
those we keep from others
& those we hide from ourselves.
Just last year we were all anticipating to get
out of this school, but now I'm standing here
on my graduation day & I find myself
hoping for just one more day.
In the end, we only regret the chances we
didn't take, the relationships we were afraid to
have and the decisions we waited too long to make
And they say we'll never see half as much
as they did. It's true that we never saw Vietnam
or World War Two. We didn't see our mother's cry
when John F. Kennedy died, but we've lived our
whole lives being told that we're just not good
enough. We've seen anorexia and bulimia because
skinny just isn't skinny enough. We saw Columbine
and watched the Twin Towers fall. We've seen a
lot of greed and even more hate. Our generation
fights a different kind of war but we've seen just
as much as them.. and maybe even more.
Maybe this isn`t what she wants or needs to hear,
but when I read the card, I immediately wanted
to say what I told myself for those four years:
it`s going to be okay. School doesn`t last forever..
it will not define your life
i myself am made entirely of flaws
stitched together with good intentions
It really kind of sucked to be close
to someone for so long & then suddenly
not be anything anymore.
It felt good talking to him again.
A women is often measured by the things she cannot
control. She is measured by the way her body curves
or doesn't curve, by where she is flat or straight or
round. She is measured by 36-24-36 and inches &
ages and numbers, by all the outside things that
don't ever add up to who she is on the inside. And so
if a women is to be measured, let her be measured
by the things she can control; by who she is & who
she is trying to become. Because as every women
knows, measurements are only statistics & statistics lie.
I`m the kind of girl who can talk to a total stranger about anything & everything, but I can`t tell my best friend how much I`m hurting. I can let people know that I`m young & not worry about it, but I can`t tell them how much I miss being younger. I hate not being invited to parties only cause I feel so alone, & I can`t understand how I don`t have many friends. I`m the kind of girl that can be easy to fall for & the kind of girl who falls easily. I`m the kind of girl who can pick herself up, & I can switch my feelings in a minute. There`s only one thing that I know I can`t do; & that`s believe that I ever thought I`d end up with you.
POEM!!!!
I believe-
that we don't have to change friends
if we understand that friends change.
I believe-
that no matter how good a friend is,
they're going to hurt you every
once in a while and you must forgive
them for that.
I believe-
that true friendship continues to grow,
even over the longest distance.
Same goes for true love.
I believe-
that you can do something in an instant
that will give you heartache for life.
I believe-
that it's taking me a long time
to become the person I want to be.
I believe-
that you should always leave loved ones
with loving words. It may be the last
time you see them.
I believe-
that you can keep going
long after you can't.
I believe-
that we are responsible for what we do,
no matter how we feel.
I believe-
that either you control your attitude
or it controls you.
I believe-
that regardless of how hot and
steamy a relationship is at first,
the passion fades and there had
better be something else to take
its place.
I believe-
that heroes are the people
who do what has to be done
when it needs to be done,
regardless of the consequences.
I believe-
that money is a lousy way of keeping score.
I believe-
that my best friend and I can do anything
or nothing and have the best time.
I believe-
that sometimes the people you expect
to kick you when you're down,
will be the ones to help you get back up.
I believe-
that sometimes when I'm angry
I have the right to be angry,
but that doesn't give me
the right to be cruel.
I believe-
that just because someone doesn't love
you the way you want them to doesn't
mean they don't love you with all they have.
I believe-
that maturity has more to do with
what types of experiences you've had
and what you've learned from them
and less to do with how many
birthdays you've celebrated.
I believe-
that it isn't always enough to be
forgiven by others. Sometimes you
have to learn to forgive yourself.
I believe-
that no matter how bad your heart is broken
the world doesn't stop for your grief.
I believe-
that our background and circumstances
may have influenced who we are,
but we are responsible for who we become.
I believe-
that just because two people argue,
it doesn't mean they don't love each other
And just because they don't argue,
it doesn't mean they do.
I believe-
that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a
secret. It could change your life forever.
I believe-
that two people can look at the exact
same thing and see something totally.
different.
I believe-
that your life can be changed in a matter of
hours by people who don't even know you.
I believe-
that even when you think you have no more
to give, when a friend cries out to you
you will find the strength to help.
I believe-
that credentials on the wall
do not make you a decent human being.
I believe-
that the people you care about most in life
are taken from you too soon.
I didn’t have one thing to say to her. Nothing. My best friend for years. The person I’d never run out of things to talk about with. Yet we were like total strangers.
Nobody forgets what happens.
The secret is learning to live with it
Everyone always says everything happens for a reason, right? But when something horrible happens, we hate the world. That moment where we lose the person we love, fail at absolutely everything & lose ourselves; we are lost. And all people can say is that things happen for a reason. For reason that can not be explained. We must be patient in order to find the light in an extremely long tunnel. Well, I've been waiting my whole life for that something that can lead me out of this darkness, someone whose love can light up my world. And after all the heartaches, all the nights where I've cried myself to sleep, every boy who has played with my emotions & treated my heart as a toy, they could play with & just throw away when their done. After each & every day waking up wishing I was never here, after everything that has happened, I finally understand what those reason were & the reasons were for me to wait for you. You, as the one. The one person who makes me feel alive, who is the light in my life, whose love is the most powerful feeling I have ever experienced. You are the person who I've been waiting my whole life for, & now that I have found you, I will love you with all my heart & live each and everyday to the fullest because my soul is finally whole now that I've found you. <3
Being skinny won't bring you attention, wearing makeup won't make you prettier, dying your hair won't make you cooler, having lots of friends won't bring you trust, smoking or drinking won't bring you respect. It's about who you are, what you do; it's about how you act, if you're trustworthy, if you're loyal
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| I'm a bitch, so get used to it. Because trust me, I'mma say what I want to say, do what I wanna do, and be whoever the fuck I want to be... and nobody said that you had to like me.
He misses you? Good. He should. You`re sexy, pretty, funny, outgoing, & fun to be around. Guys that haven`t met you yet miss you. But don`t get back together with him, cause somewhere out there is a guy searching really hard for you. He`s the one that deserves someone amazing like you, let him have it & not the asshole that left you.
Well, here's my heart and feelings, spilled out to you upon this piece of paper. Do you want to know what's really on my mind? The truth of the matter is I can't get you out of my head. Whenever I think 'happy' I think of you. There is just something you have that can brighten up my day in an instant; you have this way of making me laugh when I don't even feel like smiling. She may tell you about how much she likes you, but she doesn't have anything on me. Yeah, she might be braver than me, probably more fun to be around sometimes, & is more blunt than me, but that's because shes not afraid of you like I am. You make me nervous, not in a bad way, but I have this unbearable fear of rejection. I don't want things to be awkward around you if you end up liking someone else more than me; I want that friendship we have to stay with us no matter what, & she's not afraid of that. She may claim to have had her heart ripped out at one point or another, what girl hasn't? But she doesn't really know what I have been through in the past. I don't want to be the "overly obsessive, drama filled, cant-stop-staring" kind of girl to you. I want to be the "beautiful-but-doesn't-know-it, I-love-her-so-much" kind of girl. So maybe I don't tell you just exactly how I feel because I'm afraid you may think I'm trying to move too fast, or maybe I'm afraid to tell you because I love you so much that it might just break me in two if you say you just don't like me that way. Nonetheless, I know you're not going to wait on me. She's already told me that I need to figure out what the hell I'm doing because shes not the 'patient' type, but I promise not to keep you waiting forever. If you promise to be sure about your feelings & take a look around for a minute, you might just find that the best thing that has ever happened to you is one of your best friends, laughing with you every day, all day long, from day one.
In the time it would take you to learn from your mistakes,
In the time it would take to dial the phone,
In the time it will take you to realize her greatness,
she'll be gone, she's moved on
To someone who takes the time.
I`m forced to carry your secret cause you
were too weak to keep it yourself.
I`ve been reaching out for help for over a year.
But no one pays enough attention to even notice.
I have never been anyone`s first choice.
Sometimes when we think we`re keeping a secret,
that secret is actually keeping us.
Every regret I`ve ever had involved alcohol
.I think secrets are a good thing.
It makes a person more mysterious, sexy, & uinque.
Secrets are fun, liberating; they make people who they are
I keep giving you 2nd, 3rd & 4th chances
& everytime I say 'this is the last one'..
but you know what, I'm really done hurting.
I can`t cry myself to sleep one more night.
I told you that this was the last chance you had
& you blew it.. so this is goodbye forever.
it`s better to cross the line & suffer the consequences
than to just stare at that line for the rest of your life.
Did you know that Cinderella didn't have to take her dress off to win her prince? She had Romance without Regrets, and she didn’t lose anything that she couldn’t get back the next morning.
Sometimes, things turn out the wrong way
but you gotta stay strong ;; you gotta move
on cause the hardest lessons in life are the ones
that always keep you stunned & speechless.
I got a lecture about behavior & how if we wanted boys to be gentlemen we should act like ladies, which was idiotic because we didn't want the boys to be gentlemen. We wanted them to think we were pretty & ask us to dance and hold our hands & maybe kiss us in the corner and send us clever instant messages
Rachel: See? Unisex.
Joey: Maybe *you* need sex. I just had it a few days ago.
Rachel: No, Joey, U-N-I-sex.
Joey: I wouldn't say no to that!
++ Friends
i'll love you when your hair turns gray.
i still want you if you gain a little weight.
the way i feel for you wil always be the same
just as long as your love dont change.
every single person has at least one secret
that would break your heart. if we could just
remember this, I think there would be a lot
more compassion and tolerance in the world.
None of you fucking know me, you only know about me. It's as simple as that, so don't fucking judge me. Just because I act a certain way doesn't mean I am a certain person. And just because I flaunt my shit & am immature doesn't mean that I'm air-headed, conceited & am going to fail at life. I am a immature horny bitch but y'know, I am who I choose to be, & frankly I'm fine with it. I'm doing great academically & have my best friends & family. I'm fine with it, so if you dislike me, I simply don't give a fuck. Just don't talk like you know me, because that's only your perspective. Get your facts straight first, then get at me with something real.
& when you slammed the front door shut,
A lot of others opened up, & so did my eyes so I could see
That you never were the best for me.
Your biggest challenge isn't someone else; it's the ache in your lungs, the burning in your legs, & the voice inside you that yells "can't!" But you don't listen, you push harder. You hear the voice whisper "can" and you discover that the person you thought you were is no match for the one you really are.
if you don't get caught, everything's legal.
Everyone has a certain part of their lives where they truly wish they could just freeze time. Whether it was three years ago, today, or still to come. Whether it was just a moment, a whole day, or a whole summer. Everyone has a time in their life when they wish everything would just stop. The world would stop turning and people would just stop changing, because to them, at that time, everything was perfect.
from flyy_quotes, secretsbox:
my parents expect me to be perfect.
perfect grades, best in sports,
they don't know how much it is hurting me. i hate everything about myself.
My hair, my weight, my eyes, my skin, my everything.
Looking into the mirror is the hardest part of my day.
i never let anyone get to me.
when i met him, i let my guard down.
now he's hurt me and
i haven't smiled in over a month.
i told several guys i would hook up
with them just so i can get over him.
i feel horrible now and
dont want to go through it.
these days, i dont like food. but i eat anyways.
i dont want to be anorexic and end up in the hospital.
even though, sometimes i dont eat.
as much as my best friend,
whom i'm in love with,
says he cares about me,
i always feel like he wishes
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