the people you know the best are the ones most capable of surprising you

It seems like you're always falling for the same guy You just change the face and the name But if you're going to keep fishing in a pool of shallow water You can't give the fish all the blame

cause love remembers the smell of a summer day lying in a hammock over fresh cut grass and the promise of forever yeah love remembers the sound of the pouring rain beating' down on the top of a car on the side of the road where it couldn't wait yeah love remembers

remembering to breathe is harder than it's ever seemed, but I can't help but analyze each word and how you looked at me. I spend my nights dreaming of just how you will ruin me.

You say you don’t want to hurt me? Well, it’s too late. I’m already broken and scarred and it takes everything in me just to breath. To wake up and force a smile onto my face and hide the tears. I’d give anything to go back, to make everything okay, if only for a moment. I’m sorry I can’t be the person you thought I was. I’m sorry it was all a lie to you, because it meant everything to me.

when I sleep, I dream of you. and when I wake, I long to hold you in my arms. if anything, our time apart has only made me more certain that I want to spend my nights by your side and my days with your heart

I want to stand out in a crowd for you. I want to make your world better than it's ever been.

I am not going to sit on my ass as the events that affect me unfold to determine the course of my life. I’m going to take a stand. I’m going to defend it. right or wrong, I’m going to defend it.

you have to wonder why we cling to expectations, because the expected is what just keeps us steady. the expected is just the beginning; the unexpected is what changes our lives.

You’ll learn how to help yourself. It’ll break your heart, and it’ll make you strong.

when you're not in love, when you don't have love, everybody you know falls in love on like the same day - even karen the douche bag falls in love! even retarded people in your neighbourhood are getting married on their front lawn as you drive by, "what? the retards just got married on their lawn. that's great! I have nobody, and the retards just committed to each other for a lifetime of tardiness!

Take a chance, a leap of faith Leave the nest I guess that's how we've learned to fly We spread our wings and rode the wind

not everything is what it seems. there's never just one meaning. when life starts making sense,
your world is upside down again.

try to forget love because love's forgotten me

She’d rather go through her life doubting such a thing was possible than knowing it was real and she couldn’t have it.

now you're surprised that I’m pissed. you think I’m acting all tough well I think you're acting like a bitch. and I swear this time I’ve had enough.

All I know is that I'm madly in love with you, right now, this instant. I don't know where either of us will be or how we'll feel next October or five years from now. Or for however long we're around. I can't make promises.

obstacles don't have to stop you.  if you run into a wall, don't turn around and give up. figure out how to climb it, go through it, or work around it.

but young love is adorable; the kind where a boy will do anything to sit next to that girl that he's had his eyes on since the day he met her

She's looking quite shy, sugar. She's got some heat on that stare. She's got them tattered blue jeans on And she's doing that thing with her hair.

it's funny how things you never dreamed you needed will happen, and the things you need the most at the time aren't the right ones. bad things happen to good people and bad people seem to go free.  but in the end, the things that are meant to happen will because everyone gets what is coming to them. good, bad, ugly, uncertain. and love triumphs. whether it's a new love in your life, a love of friends who helped you through, or love of yourself.

in the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take, the relationships we were afraid to have, and the decisions we took too long to make

if you spend your life concentrating on what everyone else thought of you, would you forget who you really were? what if the face you showed the world turned out to be a mask... with nothing underneath it?

She’d rather go through her life doubting such a thing was possible than knowing it was real and she couldn’t have it.

so here's your chance again. take it or leave it. kiss me and mean it. and we'll swear to never hurt each other again.

Now that it's going good for me, you say you want to be with me.

oh, don't worry. hearts never truly break; they just go temporarily out of business for awhile.

there’s one thing that I know. somewhere I lost my hope. I’ve been wasting so much time. so I’m standing up, and I’m screaming out, that there is love inside, oh there is love.

And as I stand here looking at you, I wonder if there is ever going to be a day I get over your smile. When I will let go of the hugs you gave me that I continue to feel. A day when I let go of the words you said to me and forget what you meant to me. But no matter what you did to me, or whatever happens to us, I know I could never get over, let go, or forget you.

if people around you aren't going anywhere, if their dreams are no bigger than hanging out around the corner, or if they're dragging you down, get rid of them. negative people can sap your energy fast, and they can take your dreams from you too."

Everyone will realize it's not about being perfect, it's about being happy.

don't feel stupid for missing him, even if he treated you like shit. you still had happy memories, and you're always going to miss them. don't try to replace him, 'cause you won't. just get through each day, and eventually it will get better. I promise. eventually someone will come into your life, and whether or not you realize it, they are going to be something special to you. so don't throw yourself at every guy you see, trying to replace him, or at least dull the memories, because you're only going to make yourself see how hard he is to replace. someone better will eventually come along.

You just don't understand do you? Every time I talk to you it gets worse. The little butterflies, my stomach dropping, the spinning, the feeling like everything is all right in the world. These never stop. They keep coming back.

it’s all an optical illusion; it’s all a part of deception.

This is a mockery, this is a sham, this is bullshit. Implants, collagen, plastic, capped teeth, the fat sucked out, the hair extended, the nose fixed, the bush shaved... These are not real women. They're beauty freaks. And they make all us normal women with our wrinkles; our puckered boobs and our cellulite feel somehow inadequate.
Well I don't buy it, all right?

you wonder why I don't talk to you anymore. please believe me when I say it's not that I don't want to, it's just that everything I want to say, I can't say to you anymore.

if you had it once, you can always get it back.

whatever it takes I’m going to get my name in your head and you will remember the good times we had and maybe one day we can finally come together again as friends and possibly more

Nothing that matters comes easy. Nothing that comes easy really matters.

if you leave, you're leaving the best. so you would have to settle for less

How can you move on if you're still living in the past? And how can you step forward, leaving the past behind if you can't even begin to forgive what the past holds? How can you love someone for who they are yet want to hate them for what they've done? I guess that what it boils down to is this: there are always those defining moments, times that make us or break us, build us or tear us apart, help us progress further or stop us dead in our tracks. And for whichever way we may choose, there's a consequence of equal value. It's a true test of what we stand for, where we came from, and where we are going. These are moments that we live for, breathe for, and fight for. These are the defining moments that leave imprints forever in our hearts, making our souls forever. These are choices that could bring you one step closer to forever or leaving you hostage to the past. I guess in order to move on from the past, you must learn to forgive it. And forgiving may mean letting go.

the road we're on isn't easy, but we're walking hand in hand. and they may say that it's wrong to be, but they never felt your love like me. I’ll take the world on tonight if that means I can hold you tight. I don't know what it is, but you feel right.

Honestly, how can you do this? You tease me, taunt me. Sweet smiles and hugs that last longer than necessary. You wink at me and I can't help but smile. Eye contact that makes my heart beat fast. And the accidental grabbing of hands. I just want to hate you, to be truly over everything about us. And then you do this, how can you do this? You torture me, torment me, in ways that are meaningless to you, but they mean the world to me.

a loss is a strength gained.

Sometimes the feelings we start to have again are the same feelings that never really went away

you're so close, I can feel you breathing. but my chance is so far away, I can see it leaving.

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

and here it goes. I know you've moved on, moved on for good, but there are things you don't know, things that I don't show; things that I hide inside. I know to you it seems like I didn't care, seems like I was never there, but there was never once a day that you didn't cross my mind a million times. and believe me, if I could go back, I would, but things are different now. time caught up with us and broke us apart, because now you found someone else. but that's not what bothers me. what bothers me is that you left me and that I left you, with words unspoken and a story unread. words that are still trying to escape my heart and reach out to you, words that don't notice that time has past; words that still have meaning. what bothers me is that you didn't see the tears I cried and you didn't know that I lied when I told you I was happy. what bothers me is that you still cross my mind a million times a day and even when I’m sleeping, I can still hear your voice telling me how much you love me or how much you miss me and that's the only time I’m ever happy. it's when I’m reminiscing about you and dreaming about us. but when reality hits me, it just kills me. but the thing that bothers me the most is that all of this could have been prevented if I had just said something or done something, and the only thing that doesn't bother me is that I’ve learned a valuable lesson; you don't really know what you got until it's gone.

I just had to call you; I had to hear your voice. Tell you that I still love you, we still have a choice. You're sewn into the fabric, the pieces of my life. And I just can't remember why we said goodbye

if you get a chance, take it. if it changes your life, let it.

Sometimes they take people and they don’t say why. Sometimes people leave and they never get to say goodbye. Sometimes there are no second chances to say I love you. Sometimes there are no next times. Sometimes you lose someone and you feel like your heart has followed them to Heaven. Sometimes there is just nothing you can do to make the tears stop...

you know, she really did love you more than anyone else. but you just let her walk into your life and walk right back out. boy, you've missed your one chance because nobody will ever love you like that girl did.

will we ever know if falling backwards could save us? why not try it just once and hope that we survive even though we're running from what once was behind us we still stand a chance to change our lives

This is your choice it's black and white, not a shade of grey because when you love someone there's no such thing as "halfway"

it's safe to say you have me wrapped around your finger. there's no way I can keep a level head and now I’m going under. with every word you say, I’m hanging on like a new believer.

I don’t think you can care about someone and then BAM, suddenly stop caring.

don't spend time beating on a wall hoping to transform it into a door.

there is a fire inside of you that can't help but shine through. she's never going to see the light, no matter what you do. and all I think about is how to make you think of me and I just want to show you, she don't even know you. she'll never love you like I want to. and you just see right through me, but if you only knew me we could be a beautiful miracle, unbelievable, instead of just invisible

I could offer everyone one piece of advice, I’d say: love has no right, and no wrong. love sees no boundaries. never let anyone tell you who you can and cannot love.

here's to starry nights and careless freedom. to glowing cheeks and laughter that heals you deep inside.

just because you're mine, I dare to walk the line.

give me love. thrill me. surprise me. dazzle me. delight me. tease me. please me. give me days I’ll always remember and nights that I’ll never forget. give me everything I want and nothing I need. give me you.

so, if your world starts to fall apart, call me. and I’ll help put the pieces back together.

it's safe to say you have me wrapped around your finger. there's no way I can keep a level head and now I’m going under. with every word you say, I’m hanging on like a new believer.

she randomly laughs and smiles because she was thinking of you.

so just be gentle with me I’m not as young as I was and I’ll be gentle with you I’m not as brave as I thought 'cause my heart gets broken so easily so just be gentle, be gentle with me

Why hadn’t she just told him the truth, told him everything? There was a lesson there somewhere. Don’t avoid pain; just get it over with like an adult.

you don't love something unless you're afraid to lose it. you don't love breathing.

this is me. a human being, in all of my frailty. laying myself out for you so that we might walk through this beautiful, awful, strange thing we call life, together.

I miss staying up late talking because it's when I think the most. and I need your voice; I need you to tell me it's going to be okay.

Maybe this was just how things were meant to turn out. He didn’t bother asking why. He didn’t try to find an explanation - fate, the stars, bad karma, bad luck. That was one thing it had taught him: Asking why was a waste of breath.

I saw you for the first time in a while and awkward thoughts brought awkward smiles and I left your room for the very last time and I know that I can't sleep with all of these things; they're running through my head.

I’m way too smart to be waiting around.

someday, everything will come together. but until then, live it up; do what makes you happy. if someone doesn't agree, then fuck them. pick yourself up and deal when shit happens. remember that mistakes only make us stronger, everything happens for a reason, the only regrets you have in life are the risks that you didn't take, and well-behaved women rarely make history. above all else, go with your gut and guard your heart.

one word, that's all you said. something in your voice caused me to turn my head. your smile just captured me

You hide behind your walls of maybe nevers Forgetting that there's something more then just knowing better Your mistakes do not define you now They tell you who you're not You've got to live this life you're given  Like it's the only one you've got

let's dress up like dreams and pretend we're free.

you think you're the only one going through pain. well, here's something you should know: we're all in pain. some just choose to cover it, but people like you, who crave attention, like to tell the world.

She had been there herself the previous summer, and for a long time before that. Maybe it hadn’t been exactly the same pain, but she’d been stuck in a depression so dark it had threatened to take her down with it.

don't even talk about the consequence 'cause right now you're the only thing that's making any sense to me. and I don't give a damn what they say, what they think, 'cause you're the only one who's on my mind

the hardest guy to get over is the one you never got the chance to have.

I felt strange and happy with nothing but sky all around

It’s not just the same as it was before. Now it’s different, altered. Like when you scrape your knee and you get a scar, but then the scar fades so much no one can see it but you. But you know where it is. Because you remember what caused it.

I saw you for the first time in a while and awkward thoughts brought awkward smiles and I left your room for the very last time and I know that I can't sleep with all of these things; they're running through my head.

Love was a guidepost like that. But when you loved two people, there had to be something more. She closed her eyes and searched for a little bubble of feeling, something to hang on to.

I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. you know that feeling? and I remember thinking to myself, so, this is the beginning of happiness. this is where it starts. and of course there will always be more. it never occurred to me it wasn't the beginning. it was happiness. it was the moment. right then

be gentle with me. I’d never do you harm.

I’m exactly right for you. it would have been effortless for us. comfortable. easy as breathing," he whispered to me. I could see what he saw and I knew he was right. if the world was the sane place it was supposed to be he and I would have been together. and we would have been happy.

and when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. without the rain, there would be no rainbow.

I’ve always wanted to be with you. I was just afraid that you would get tired of me. I wasn't sure I could handle losing you. then I realized that I would rather spend five minutes with you than a lifetime without you.

we laughed when they told us we wouldn't want to leave, we cried when they told us we had to.

Life is the ability to feel so happy; you think your insides are going to explode. It's being so upset or disappointed, you feel as if your stomach just dropped ten feet out of place. It's running so hard, you can barely breathe. It's the feeling of panic when you know you've been caught doing something wrong. It's having that sudden rush before you kiss someone you care about. It's opening your eyes and feeling them sting because you spent the whole night crying. It's letting people go because new ones come in, and all the while realizing that life doesn't have a purpose unless you let it

no one has to know the truth about this. we were just going for a walk and a kiss or two.

oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind 'cause I don't shine if you don't shine

she knew she had to be cautious when speaking to him again. he had her heart on the line, and with simply one wrong move, she could surely find herself falling for that boy all over again.

always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. that will teach you to keep your mouth shut.

tell me you love me. tell me you love me. tell me anything at all.

Just because you have a high school diploma, doesn’t mean you understand the workings of the universe. You haven’t had enough experience to make a life-changing decision.

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 in between.

a wise girl kisses, but doesn't love; listens, but doesn't believe; and leaves before she is left.

I don't want to look. I just want someone to find me.

we live in a moment of history where change is so speeded up that we begin to see the present only when it is already disappearing.

How many boyfriends is enough to know? Three? A dozen? A hundred? What if girl number one hundred and three is the right one, and you settle for number one hundred and two?

they say young people never look ahead to their futures, but I am; what I see is him. after all, it's hard to imagine the battles that will come, the fight that must come, as good seeks to triumph over evil. it's hard to imagine that the fight continues now, even as we sit here together, time pausing for us under this tree in the warm, sweet air. in fact, it's hard to imagine anything at all, not while the present is so perfect, not while this moment is so full of its own thoughts and sounds and beauty.

she's looking quite shy, sugar. she's got some heat on that stare. she's got them tattered blue jeans on and she's doing that thing with her hair.

cute guys are amazing. not the super sexy guys, who are too shallow, even for themselves. but the ones who are sort of clumsy, and dorky at times. who are always sort of sweet. they are the ones worth keeping.

but you, you get me every time. why do you have to be so you? trust me, you're impossible to ignore.

I need to replace you but no one seems to fit into the broken pieces of my heart

do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.

in the best, most desirable way, you scare me. but I love the way you scare me. but it makes me nervous. and then I say or do something really stupid. so I spend all this energy coming up with ideas to be smart so you don't think I’m stupid, and those ideas inherently backfire, therefore making me look more stupid. it's a vicious circle and I’m at the end of my rope because all I really want to do is kiss you and I feel if I don't kiss you soon, I’m going to explode
 
Love should never be a secret.  If you keep something as complicated as love stored up inside, it could make you sick.

I want to stand out in a crowd for you. I want to make your world better than it's ever been.

they say young people never look ahead to their futures, but I am; what I see is him. after all, it's hard to imagine the battles that will come, the fight that must come, as good seeks to triumph over evil. it's hard to imagine that the fight continues now, even as we sit here together, time pausing for us under this tree in the warm, sweet air. in fact, it's hard to imagine anything at all, not while the present is so perfect, not while this moment is so full of its own thoughts and sounds and beauty.

I have a long list of things to say, But I'll leave it at, You amaze me. You're as fake as the moans you make, And you're as weak as the hearts you break.

how wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.

if it's time for goodbyes then we'll do it in style. last chance to be forward and set it right, it doesn't help that you're looking so nice tonight.

I’m afraid of not having enough time, not enough time to understand people, how they really are or to be understood myself. I’m afraid of quick judgments and mistakes that everybody makes. you can't fix them without time. I’m afraid of seeing snapshots instead of movies

I’ve been waiting for you for so long and I’m far from close to you so why can't I let this go?

Life changes. You get it all lined up just the way you like it and then something beyond your control comes along and bumps you off center. How nice it would be if you could get everything just the way you want it and say, 'Okay, now, stay.' But nothing stays the same. You grow up, make friends, lose friends, go to college, lose track of people, meet new ones, and sometimes you ask yourself why. But all I can tell you is the every single experience you go through like this changed  you in some way. Every new person who comes into your life changes you. Every moral dilemma or emotional experience you come up against changes you. It’s your job, you decide how. That’s how character is developed.

guilt is the price we pay willingly for doing what we are going to do anyway.

you know I’d fight for you. but how can I fight for someone who isn't even there? I’ve had the rest of you, now I want the best of you. I don't care if that's not fair.

men can read maps better than women. 'cause only the male mind could conceive of one inch equalling a hundred miles.

I ask not for a lighter burden but for broader shoulders.

his hello was the end of her endings, her laugh was their first step down the aisle. his hand would be hers to hold forever, his forever was as simple as her smile. he said she was what was missing, she said instantly she knew. she was a question to be answered, and his answer was I do.

To forget someone isn't possible; deep inside, you remember everything. You may not think of them for years at a time, but you don't know how to forget. You can recall the way they smiled when they were happy, and the way their faces showed no expression when they couldn't find their way.

we cannot change our past. we can not change the fact that people act in a certain way. we can not change the inevitable. the only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude.

in the end, it doesn't matter how many friends you had. all that really matters is how many stayed with you.

Here's to the few who forgive what you do, and the fewer who don't even care.

it would be childish of us to deny that our lives aren't changing. but for this night, none of us are going anywhere. that's the thing about really great friends.

until you value yourself, you won't value your time. until you value your time, you will not do anything with it

When you lose somebody you think you've lost the whole world but that's not the way things turn out in the end. Eventually, you pick yourself up and look out the window and once you do, you see everything that was there before in the end is still there.

I wish I could just have some closure. we ended so bad, and I just want to apologize

It's not that I'm mad at you. I had just wished and hoped so hard that you could be the one thing I could count on.

do you know you're unlike any other? you'll always be my thunder, and I said your eyes are the brightest of all the colors I don't want to ever love another you'll always be my thunder so bring on the rain

love isn't just a thing. you can't pick it up and give it to people. you can't find love; it has to find you. it won't come when you really want it. it comes when you really need it.

After all the broken hearts, she's finally figured out her problem -- she falls in love a little too late. She guards her heart like some kind of castle. She doesn't let him in when he wants. She wants until he is long gone and then realizes he was the one she wanted all along.

sometimes it's hard to see past everything that's going wrong. sometimes it's scary to open up to feel happy - afraid it won't last. but if you don't look ahead, you'll never leave the dark.

what most people need to learn in life is how to love people and use things.. instead of using people and loving things.

I don't want to miss one smile I don't want to miss one kiss

once in a while, you are given a second chance, so here's to all the girls that never got one, I’m blowing this one for you.

When you look at a person, any person, remember that everyone has a story. Everyone has gone through something that has changed them.

I am grateful that somehow we are made, in the most trying of times, to just block out everything and keep going, even when you have no idea what to do or how it will all work out. there is such a fine, thin edge between life and death, and I’m also grateful that we're able to forget about that, for the most part, in our day to day lives.

you will always be a part of my life. a happy memory, a good laugh, a tear or two. I will never forget you.

here’s to the moments where we didn’t think about right and wrong; where we just lived, crossed our fingers, and hoped for the best.

I was reminded today in a roundabout way that the most perfect act of love is sacrifice. It's what Keith did for Karen; burying his feelings for her all those years so he could be a good friend. I love you, Lucas, and I think I have since the moment we locked eyes. And it is going to suck, but if what you want is for me to let go, then I'm going to do it. Be happy, Luke. I want that with all my heart

get rid of the ocean if you ever want to see me again. our shores are separated with or without a boat. and you know that nothing lasts forever, and depending on the weather, I’m a changer. and I know if November had been deader. if we'd hidden a bit better, we'd be strangers.

I know I sound repetitive, 'cause I’m repeating myself. and I’m competitive, I want you all by yourself. and that alone is just the problem.

sometimes when you're so sad for so long you don't see the beauty right in front of you; sometimes the pain is so strong it swallows your good sense.

"don’t be afraid." I murmured. "we belong together." I was abruptly overwhelmed by the truth of my own words. this moment was so perfect, so right, there was no way to doubt it, his arms wrapped around me, holding me against him...it felt like every nerve ending in my body was a live wire. "forever." he agreed.

summer to me, is his laugh. it's the screams and shrieks from the pool, the waves of water sloshing over everyone's heads as they tackle one another playfully. it's the humming of a lawn mower way too early in the morning. it's the crickets at night, it's the moon shining big and bright overhead, promising a night of adventure. it's the feeling of being wanted, it's the feeling of being held in his arms, it's feeling smug when he's jealous. it's how we can't keep our eyes off each other. it's the fireworks bursting in the air for me, but how those fireworks, babe, are nothing like the ones going off in my heart. summer is an adventure and a roller coaster. summer is where I belong

maybe someday we'll grab some change and run away, but for now I’ll learn to say goodbye.

there's no light at the end of the tunnel tonight just a bridge that I got to burn you were wrong if you think you can walk right through my door that is just so you coming back when I’ve finally moved on I’m already gone

What do you do when someone stops loving you? Well, you cry a little and then you wait for the sun to come out. It always does.

just because you deserve it doesn’t mean they’re going to give it to you. you have to fight for it.

a crowded street can be a quiet place when you're walking alone now you think that you're the only one who doesn't have to try then you won't have to fail, if you're afraid to fly then I guess you never will

accept everything about yourself.  I mean everything. you are you and that is the beginning and the end; no apologies, no regrets.

ah, this is obviously some strange usage of the word "safe" that I wasn't previously aware of.

all life is is three or four big days that change everything.

am I ever going to feel whole again? will the heartbreak ever end? I just want to know I’ll be okay after all - that I’m going to find love and not be the only one to fall.

and I am content to walk a little slower, because there is nowhere that I really need to be. I find that life is easier when it is just a blur, with no details to confuse who or what or where I was.

and maybe it's true, I’m falling on you. maybe there's a chance that you're stuck on me too. so maybe I’m wrong, it's all in my head. maybe we're afraid of words we both haven't said.

and remember to kiss the sun, my love cause life is just too short to have not lived

and tell your friends that everything is alright, but the truth is that your heart collapsed two years ago tonight.

and the thing is my heart doesn't race for anyone but you.

and we were dressed from head to toe in love....the only label that never goes out of style.

and you and I are meant to be so even if the world falls down today you've still got me to hold you up and I will never let you down

are you satisfied with yourself now? you've made a mess out of a strong girl. she can hardly smile anymore. sometimes she forgets to breathe. are you satisfied with yourself now? you've ruined such an innocent girl.

as human beings, we need to know that we are not alone, that we are not crazy or completely out of our minds, that there are other people out there who feel as we do, live as we do, love as we do, who are like us.

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 it’s 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

baby you're a wrecking ball crashing into me nothing I can do but fall piece by piece you broke down every part of me that ever thought I’d never need you, baby

be better than anyone here, and don't give a damn what anyone thinks.

be careful of the people you love when you are young. someday an old lady will take your place, and your whole life will become her memories

Because for me, it's always been you, always. I've tried to fight it and I've tried to deny it, but I can't. You're undeniable

because honey, I’ve had enough of you, and everything you put me through. there's nothing you can say of do. it's time we both found someone new.

because she's beautiful and doesn't know it; because she's smart and she doesn't believe it; she's the kind of girl guys never forget; she's the kind of girl other girls get compared to.

bitch, take responsibility for yourself because no one's going to take responsibility for you

but I was already a step ahead: I didn't trust anyone. not for directions, not for rides, not for advice either. sure, it sucked to be lost, but I long ago realized that I preferred it to depending on anyone else to get me where I needed to go. that was the thing about being alone, in theory or in principle. whatever happened - good, bad, or anywhere in between - it was always, if nothing else, your own.

But the truth is nobody wants to be nice. No one wants their kisses to be nice. Everyone wants fire and passion.

but then there’s that one person. you let them in and you trust them and you think maybe, just maybe, everything you’ve ever gone through is worth it because you found someone on this messed up planet who knows you.

can you tell when a girl looks at you and is thinking how much she likes you and is wondering if you like her... thinking how important it is for you to say how you feel before she says anything more about how she feels about you or anyone else they might be jealous of because she’s already said how she feels, how she’s said it in her own way?

cause heart break and hearts wait to make us grow from dust then our eyes cry and souls sigh so that we know that it hurts

Could have walked away from this love, but that'd been crazy.

do whatever the fuck you want because you only live once, and I if die tomorrow, I want to die happy.  I don’t want to wish I did something... I do it everyday.  I’m me and no one is going to tell me I shouldn't do this or that, and this goes for everyone.  it doesn't matter if your family or friends don’t truly understand you.  you have to be happy.  because who else matters in the end?

don't think anything is what it seems. can't you figure out what this means? don't sit back and keep your hands clean today. we'll say maybe we can find a new way. or create another great cliché.

don't wait for something big to occur. start where you are, with what you have, and that will always lead you into something greater.

Don't want to fall asleep alone, but do I want to wake up with you? I'm only trying to be completely honest.

even though she doesn't believe in love, he's determined to call her bluff who could deny these butterflies? they're filling his gut

every day I sit here waiting every day just seems so long and now I’ve had enough of all the hating do we even care, it's so unfair any day it'll all be over every day there's nothing new and now I just try to find some hope to try and hold onto but it starts again it'll never end

Expecting life to treat you well just because you're a good person is like expecting an angry bull not to charge you because you're a vegetarian.

four years in high school; four years to learn who we are, practicing for who you want to be. now we're done and all going our separate ways. don't forget what we taught each other; never give up, you can do it

Friends have their fights. Sometimes don’t talk for days, weeks, months or even years. During those times they say things they don’t mean, and lose trust by the second. For a while, they hate each other. But before you know it, someone has the strength and dignity to apologize. Before you know it, no matter how long it has been, you’re talking on the phone. First time in almost a year... it’s not even weird; it actually feels like you pick up right where you left off. and it feels good, like a part of you is put back, a part that’s been lost for a long time...

get excited and enthusiastic about your own dream. this excitement is like a forest fire--you can smell it, taste it, and see it from a mile away

give it your best shot and try. all I’m asking for is love, but you never seem to have enough.

give us life again because we just want to be whole.

half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't. and the other half who have nothing to say and keep saying it.

he broke your heart. everyone knows it. you can't go anywhere without someone asking you if you are okay. it's okay to lie and say sure. but you know sometimes you don't have to lie. things will be okay without him. you just have to look on the bright side of things. you were such a flirt before him. go back to that. make people fall in love you with. you can pick yourself back up and put your heart back together. just try.

hello world hope you're listening forgive me if I’m young for speaking out of turn there’s someone I’ve been missing I think that they could be the better half of me 

here in your mind you have complete privacy. here there's no difference between what is and what could be

here's to this moment. this moment when nothing at all is perfect, but everything feels so right.

Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ability to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so.

I can't stand to lose you too, to watch you drift away. and I can't pretend that it's okay.

I figured that life is just a series of ups and downs and in-betweens. No matter how happy you are, there will be a sadness equal to it.

I hope that some day, you find an amazing girl. The kind of girl who means everything to you and makes you want to spend every moment of your time with her. The kind of girl who keeps you up at night, just thinking about her beautiful smile, and when you finally fall asleep, she’s all you dream about. I hope she’s the first thing to cross your mind when you wake up in the morning. I hope she changes you in a way you could never understand, yet you know it’s for the better. I hope she’s the kind of girl you would die for. The kind of girl who could make you cry, even though you’d never admit it. The kind of girl who makes you want to go out and do something special, something that means everything to the both of you. The kind of girl you can have silly fights with, then kiss and make up and hold her in your arms like you’re falling in love all over again. I hope you make memories with her you never forget. I hope she’s your world, and what you have with her is nothing less than perfection. and I hope that one day, you lose her. I hope you mess up and as hard as you try to keep her there with you, she slips through the cracks of your broken heart. I hope it destroys you, because you realize you’ve lost the person you once called your everything. I hope you see every moment you spent together spin away down the drain like it was waiting to happen. I hope you stay up at night because she’s on your mind and when you fall asleep, she haunts your dreams. I hope her beautiful smile stays pressed in your mind like scar that won’t fade away. I hope you realize that you’re a new person because of her, I hope your new self feels incomplete without her and you miss the old you. The one that was okay with being alone, because you’d rather be the heartbreaker than the heartbroken.

I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that's all they do. they don't pull away. they don't look at your face. they don't try to kiss you. all they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it.

I just want you to hug me one more time, because the only thing in the world that scares me... is that I’ll never feel that safe ever again.

I know a lot of people know who he is, but I also know there are not that many who got to see the side of the guy that I did. and that guy, well, I’ll never forget him, never. I’ve learned so much about life and emotion from knowing him and I wouldn't change a thing about it. your heart needs to go through some bumps like these in order to make it through. besides, no matter what he's done or not done, he had the biggest impact on me this past year. and I know no matter how many years go by, my stomach will always do a little flip whenever I see that face.

I know just how frustrating it can be when you're tired and exhausted, but you still want to draw something.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way.

I miss our friendship because it's just not what it was. and I’m afraid that we won't find our way back.

I miss the comfort that you gave when I needed you.  I miss the way you could tell everything wasn't okay just by looking at me. I miss the safety I felt when you held me. and I’m afraid to let go, because I don't know if I’ll find that again

I promise you are unlike anyone else in my life. I mean that.

I think you’re scared just like the rest of us. but I think you’re smart enough to see that one day when you look back from whatever big job or big house, or whatever it is that you got, that when you look back at this time, I dare you to beat it. I dare you.

I told them all the great things I know about you, and there were a lot. I was up there for a while. I didn’t tell them everything though. I left out the complicated stuff, like how it took losing you forever for me to truly find you. and how finding you turned me into someone else entirely. that’s not what they came for. people want to hear you were great. not that you were great, but also, sometimes, not so great. they want to know I miss you. not that while I’ve been missing you, I’ve fallen for someone else. it’s weird though. I feel like the only one who would understand this is you. in a way, that makes sense. he was the one person you were yourself around. of course he’d be that same person for me. anyway, I left all that out and I kept it simple. I told them I loved you, and that’s the truth.

I used to believe in forever, but forever is too good to be true

I want to be the hand on the small of your back pushing you forward.

I want to make you smile whenever you're sad; carry you around when your arthritis is bad. I’ll get your medicine when your tummy aches; build you a fire if the furnace breaks. I’ll miss you, kiss you, and give you my coat when you are cold. Need you; feed you, I’ll even let you hold the remote control. So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink, put you to bed when you've had too much to drink. All I want to do is grow old with you.

I want to open my heart up to you - because you'd care too. but it just doesn't feel right.

I wasn't going to sit there and quote poetry, or even doodle his name in hearts on all of my papers. I simply accepted that things could not be, and moved on.

I wish I could go back to that one night when everything was perfect, before everything changed. and baby, I don't know if I could've saved us, but believe me, I would have walked to hell and back to try.

I’m not going anywhere. this is it for me. you’re it for me and I can’t pretend to feel any less then I do. I’m sorry, I just can’t.

If I had only one friend left I'd want it to be you. I can't hide the way I feel anymore.

if it’s meant to be, it really will be. girls are always scared that someone better will come along even though deep down there can’t be someone better. like there can’t ever be someone who could offer him as much as I can. but you just have to trust him. and that he’ll make the right decision and won’t let any other emotions block his vision. or rather, his heart.

if you leave, you're leaving the best.  so you would have to settle for less

I'm ready to love everything, because I've finally found the people who are worth failing with.

in the midst of this storm my faith keeps me going

it is absurd to divide people into good and bad. people are either charming or tedious.

It takes the courage to stop. It takes a push and a shove.

it's not your painting anymore. it stopped being your painting the moment that you finished it.

I’ve always wanted to be with you. I was just afraid that you would get tired of me. I wasn't sure I could handle losing you. then I realized that I would rather spend five minutes with you than a lifetime without you.

just because your voice reaches halfway around the world doesn't mean you are wiser than when it reached only to the end of the bar.

just when you've had enough, life gives you more. and just when you think it's rained enough, it starts to pour

let him think that all you want is him. make him think that he has complete control, even when you know you hold the power.

let them say we're crazy. I don't care about that. put your hand in my hand, baby, don’t ever look back.

Let's spend tonight on top of the world. We can do anything. We can be anything.

life is either a daring adventure or nothing.

life is full of choices, if you have the guts to go for it. that’s why I get immediately bored with anyone’s complaining about how boring their life is or how bad their town is. fucking leave and go somewhere else. or don’t.

I'll never lose you. I’ll never let you get away from me

losing all hope was freedom.

love is worth waiting for, being brave for, and risking everything for. because if you don't risk anything, you're risking so much more.

love yourself first and everything else falls into line. you really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world.

maybe someday we'll grab some change and run away, but for now I’ll learn to say goodbye.

maybe that’s why we hold on as hard as we do, we just can't believe such a miracle can happen to us twice....but it can, someday you'll find it again.

Men are born with two eyes, but only one tongue, in order that they should see twice as much as they say.

my point is there are a lot of people in the world.  no one ever sees everything the same way you do; it just doesn't happen. so when you find one person who gets a couple of things, especially if they're important ones....you might as well hold on to them

my point is you can’t miss out on what’s happening now just because you’re waiting for something better to come along. you can’t live in the future, just like you can’t live in the past

never ever say no when you mean yes you never know if it's your last chance

no matter what, once in your life, someone will hurt you. that someone will take all that you are, and rip it into pieces. and I can be sure they won’t even watch where the pieces land. but through the breakdown, you’ll learn something about yourself. you’ll learn that you’re strong. and no matter how hard they destroy you that you can conquer anyone, the minute you let it go.

oh, what a shame. what a rainy ending given to a perfect day. just walk away, no use defending words that you will never say.

on the bright side, a horrible tragedy really shows who your true friends are.

one thing I truly knew, knew in the pit of my stomach in the center of my bones. knew it from the crown of my head, to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my chest - was how love gave someone the power to break you.

people need love, even if they don't deserve it.

Photographs; they are crazy. They’re beyond believable; they’re still frames of your life happening right before your eyes. Some have a meaning that are endless. Like a picture of you as a baby, your first birthday, or the first days of school... or pictures of your family, with loved ones who’ve passed away. Others tell stories of regret or things you never want to remember. Like pictures of that one boy, who treated you like the ground he walked on. Or pictures that you don’t even remember where you were and what you did because you were "so wasted." These are the pictures ; you want to rip up and burn, but you can’t. You can’t rearrange the pages, to make it a prettier picture. It’s the album of your life, and you’re filling up the pages one picture at a time.

Promise me you'll never forget me, because if I thought you would, I’d never leave.

regret comes in all shapes and sizes. some are small like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. some are bigger like when you let down a friend. some of us escape the pain of regret by making the right choice. some of us have little time for regret because we're looking forward to the future. sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past, and sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change your own ways. but, our biggest regrets are not for the things we did -- but, for the things we didn't do. things we didn't say that could've saved someone that we care about. especially when we can see the dark storm that's headed their way.

see, there’s a difference between love and like, wrong and right. never run if you’re not ready to step. and never forgive if you’re not ready to forget.

she fell, and boy did she get more than scraped knees

She preferred to keep things somewhere in the middle, where she could build her momentum. No jolting starts or screeching halts.

she says she doesn't believe in love, but he's determined to call her bluff

Since there’s no more you and me, it’s time I let you go so I can be free and live my life how it should be.

so don't wait for someone to tell you it's  too late, cause these are the best days. there's always

something tomorrow, so I say let's make the best of tonight. yeah, let's make the best of tonight. here comes the rest of our lives

so if you're mad, get mad. don't hold it all inside. come on and talk to me now.

so just live, make mistakes and have wonderful times, but never ever second guess who you are, where you have been and most importantly where it is that you are going

so maybe later today I’ll know what I will do with my life.

so, maybe he wants her. and maybe he doesn't. but she'll never know if she never tries, so she's going out on a limb, and she's praying for the best, but prepared for the worst. this is one blow her heart can take.

some wounds run too deep for healing.

someday, someone is going to walk into your life, and make you realize why it never worked out with anyone else.

sometimes all you need is a hug and someone to tell you everything is going to be all right .

sometimes in life, all you can do is bury your head in your pillow and listen to music.

sometimes the most horrible days can teach you something, even when you didn’t want to learn it.

sometimes when you're around I can't breathe. not because I  don't know what to say, but it's like you give me this overwhelming  feeling and I admit, I love it.

sometimes you just can’t tell someone how you feel. not because you don’t trust them, and not because you think they will think you’re weird, but because you can never really find the right words to make them understand.

sometimes, you forgive people simply because you still want them in your life.

success is a lousy teacher. it seduces smart people into thinking they can't lose.

ten bucks says you don't have it in you to conquer fear and quit believing what they tell you to.

that was the thing. you just never knew. forever was so many different things. it was always changing, it was what everything was really all about. it was twenty minutes, or a hundred years, or just this instant, or any instant I wished would last and last. but there was one truth about forever that really mattered, and that was this: it was happening. right then....and every moment afterwards. look, there. now. now. now.

that's what I mean. you think about things that aren't important. like who's got more status than the other person. and you make your decisions about that based on things like clothes and friends and where people sit in the lunchroom and who people hang out with. and if people aren't just like you, you think they're not worthy and that nobody else who matters to you thinks they're worthy. and so you write those people off. I remember when you weren't like that. I remember when you cared about things that mattered and when you weren't always sizing everything and everyone up all the time. and I liked you a lot then

that's why there are rules. you can't break the rules, not even when it seems like everyone else is doing it. because if you do - if we all do - then the whole world becomes a very scary place. one where coats get stolen and people get beat up in the playground. instead of doing the best thing, we sometimes have to settle for the rightest thing.

the best way is not to fight it, just go. don't be trying all the time to fix things. what you run from only stays with you longer. when you fight something, you only make it stronger.

the biggest mistake people make in life is not making a living at doing what they most enjoy.

the fight for you is all I’ve ever known.

the mistakes may be painful, but they're the only way to find out who you really are.

the moment of victory is much too short to live for that and nothing else.

the older you get, the more you realize you need a handful of good, close, tight friends.

the one function TV news performs very well is that when there is no news we give it to you with the same emphasis as if there were.

the opposite of a correct statement is a false statement. but the opposite of a profound truth may well be another profound truth.

the ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't.

the stupid neither forgive nor forget; the naive forgive and forget; the wise forgive but do not forget.

the truth doesn't always set you free; people prefer to believe prettier, neatly wrapped lies.

there are no shortcuts to places worth going.

There would be no passion in the world if we never had to fight for what we love.

there's a certain kind of pain that can numb you.  there's a type of freedom that can tie you down.  sometimes the unexplained can define you, and sometimes the silence is the only sound.  in the book of life, the answers aren't in the back.

there's something strange about the way you two are together. the way he watches you -- it's so protective. like he's about to throw himself in front of a bullet to save you.

these days, her entire life was about making people believe she was someone she wasn't anymore.

They don't want heroes. What they want is to see you fall.

they say when you meet the love of your life, time stops, and that's true. what they don't tell you is that when it starts again, it moves extra fast to catch up.

they'll never understand us. good thing they don't have to.

this is about knowing the difference between right and wrong, between the truth and a lie. and if you can’t tell the difference, then you can’t trust anyone. and if you can’t trust, you can’t love.

this is life. people will screw you over. you’ll fight with your family. you’ll witness things that will change you forever. you’ll blame new lovers for things old lovers did. you’ll lose best friends you thought would always be there. you’ll come to realize that everyone has a past. you’ll cry, you’ll laugh, and you’ll embarrass yourself. but then, you’ll find your very own moment where none of that matters; where you can sit back and realize that shit happens to the people who can handle it and that this is who you are, and that no one should want to change you, including yourself.

those who don't know how to weep with their whole heart, don't know how to laugh either.

thought I couldn't live without you it's going to hurt when it heals too it'll all get better in time and even though I really love you I’m going to smile because I deserve to it'll all get better in time

Until you value yourself, you won't value your time. until you value your time, you will not do anything with it.

wake up dreamer, it's happening without you!

we are all unkind from time to time. we all do things we desperately wish we could undo. those regrets just become apart of who we are, along with everything else. to spend time trying to change that, well it's like chasing clouds.

we call them dumb animals, and so they are, for they cannot tell us how they feel, but they do not suffer less because they have no words.

we can never manage to live in our own time. we constantly live in the past or in the future. never can I be happy simply just to be here now, no, I must spend my hours looking forward to tomorrow, looking forward to school, looking forward to the end of school. or I am stuck in childhood years, remembering and wistful. it is such a shame that we can never love this moment.

we can talk all night, I’ll say the things I should have said when there’s nothing but time to waste. now there’s not enough time to say. I won’t take for granted the people I love, just breathe in the moment, just breathe in the love.

we gave our lives to learn how to fly on our own, only to find that the edge of all we know was just a painted sky; a clever disguise, to make the heavens reflect in our eyes....and all I see, is all there is to be seen

We have two ears and one mouth so that we can listen twice as much as we speak.

we laughed until we had to cry; we loved right down to our last goodbye.

We were young, we were wild, and we were restless. Had to go, had to fly ; had to get away. Took a chance on that feeling. We were loving’ blind; borderline reckless. We were living’ for the minute we were spinning’ in... Maybe we were a lot of things, but we weren’t crazy.

we'll always have those weird moments, when we're together and you'll look at me with that smile and we'll both remember how things used to be. then reality will hit us and we'll know that it will never be like that. never again.

well I’m not perfect just all messed up

well, you know how men are. they think 'no' means 'yes' and 'get lost' means 'take me I’m yours."

we're just too much for each other.

what don't I understand? please, help me out. what is it? is it frustrating that you can't be with this person? that there's something keeping you apart? that there's something about this person that you can connect with? and whenever you're near this person, you don't know what to say, and you say everything that's in your mind and in your heart, and you know that if you could just be together, that this person would help you become the best possible version of yourself?

Whatever you are running from is eventually going to catch you. I think it already did. It is latched on. Running isn't an option. You can either fight it or let it be. But you can't run. It isn't going anywhere fast and neither are you.

when you run from something, it only stays with you longer. when you fight something, it only makes you stronger.

with everything that's happened to me, love just seems like an invitation to more pain.

you always said good things don't last forever. well, it's a good thing that you never thought much of me.

you can erase someone from your mind. getting them out of your heart is another story...

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

you know, you thought you were such a strong girl. and you are, you just can't see it. you thought he broke you. some ways he did, but if you really think about it, you're a much stronger person than you were six months ago. it's okay to still cry yourself to sleep. it's okay to not want to let go, but you know you need to. you don't have to get another boyfriend right away. just wait. you can't find love, it finds you.

you left to fill the space because nothing we had to offer was ever going to be enough

you need to learn to not get so jealous. you need to give guys space. you know you do. don't be scared to lose someone again. you were so scared of that and guess what. it really happened. but don't be too tough on yourself.

you only live once - but if you work it right, once is enough.

you pass a bunch of people in a day--people in their cars, in the grocery store, waiting for their coffee at en espresso stand. you look at apartment buildings and streets, the comings and goings, elevators crawling up and down, and each person has their own story going on right then, with its cast of characters; they've got their own frustrations and their happiness and the things they're looking forward to and dreading. and sometimes you wonder if you've crossed paths with any of them before without knowing it, or will one day cross their path again. but sometimes, too, you have this little feeling of knowing, this fuzzy, gnawing sense that someone will become a major something in your life. you just know that theirs will be a life you will enter and become part of. I feel that sense, that knowing, when I look at this boy and this baby. it is a sense of the significant.

you pulled all the right strings and said all the right things. now you've got what you wanted and you don't want it anymore.

you think you're the only one going through pain. well, here's something you should to know : we're all in pain. some just choose to cover it, but people like you, who crave attention, like to tell the world.

you weren't there when I needed you most. you didn't call or hold me close. my heart was breaking in so many ways but you walked away knowing I wasn't okay. and I realized I was never worth it to you.

you’ll learn how to help yourself. it’ll break your heart, and it’ll make you strong.

You're going to come across people in your life who will say all the right words at all the right times. But in the end, it's always their actions you should judge them by. It's actions, not words that matter.

you're supposed to be the leading lady of your own life, not the supporting actress.

you've got a million ways to make me laugh. you're looking out for me, you've got my back. it's so good to have you.

get caught up in the moment. sing a silly song. do whatever it takes to live life for what it's worth

I don't feel guilty anymore; the past has found a new beginning and it's only fair that you do the same. it's okay to let everything go. though it's all but a memory, it will always remain within the mind. it's okay to announce your new finding to the world, everything is starting to happen without you, so jump onboard and join in on the events of the present. you have been through so much and have endured even more. you've come out of relationships and problems wiser, stronger and more of a person than before. embrace your new self and allow yourself to live, love, and try things again. when climbing obstacles or growing greatly into something new, never lose sight of the important things in priority to your life; you deserve the best, never settle for less, no matter what they think or say. you are a great person, regardless of their perspectives and opinions. you will achieve everything to the finest extent within your abilities because you can and you will. keep your head up, your shoulders straight, and your chin strongly in place. children who show you a sense of hatred only truly portray their sense of envy. what can't kill you can only make you stronger, nothing can faze you. and remember; friends, lovers and people come and go in life. a season, a reason or a lifetime; it's up to you to find out which.

he knew the deal. and he didn’t judge me; at least I don’t think he did. but I couldn’t talk to him, or anyone. the words just weren’t in me.

there is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. a scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.

I’ve realized that in my life people are going to hurt me, but it's up to me to decide who's worth the pain

I can’t really offer you much, but I can offer you that empty spot on the carpet right next to me. I can offer you late nights of you and me sitting together. I can share with you my mind, my words, my music, and maybe I’ll move you just like you move me.

sometimes you have to be strong for yourself. you have to know that you’re a good person and a good friend. what’s meant to be will end up good and what’s not - won’t. love is worth fighting for, but sometimes you can’t be the only one fighting. at times, people need to fight for you. if they don’t, you just have to move on and realize what you gave them was more than they were willing to give you. hopefully, people realize great things when they come around and don’t lose something real. always fight, until you can’t anymore, and then be fought for.

if everything happened when and how we wanted it to, nothing would be worth waiting for

in a midnight talk, in a morning kiss, when I’m in your arms, that's where it is, when we're tangled up and can't resist, when we feel that rush, that's where it is

feed your faith, and your fears will starve to death

I’ve always wanted to be with you. I was just afraid that you would get tired of me. I wasn't sure I could handle losing you. then I realized that I would rather spend five minutes with you than a lifetime without you

there is sacredness in tears. they are not the mark of weakness, but of power. they speak more eloquently than 10,000 tongues. they are the messengers of overwhelming grief, deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.

I think best friends are the ones who have been through what you've been through. they understand where you're coming from and where you're going. it's always a challenge to stick by a friend who's making choices we disagree with and are sometimes even dangerous, but it's at these times that our friends need us most.

the moment fades and the countdown starts, and time slips through my hands. counting down for fun, for parties and birthdays, but all I really want is a moment that might last forever.

I just want you to know that I’ve been fighting to let you go. some days I make it through and then there are nights that never end.

she looked like her whole world was him. she looked a kind of happy I can't even imagine

I may seem unapproachable, but that's only to the boys who don't have the right approach to make a girl like me want to go home with them.

shut your eyes and listen to the colors of your mind. give yourself a breath of air, let your soul unwind.

it didn't hit me like most brilliant ideas hit brilliant people. it didn't hit me straight between the eyes with fireworks and screaming bright signs. it fell upon me gently, like the soft sprinkle of rain or the lush stitches of a homemade blanket. it laid upon me gracefully, not too fast, and not too slow just so I could capture every detail and piece in a pattern that made sense. it was everything between reality and fantasy, between ignorance and belief. somehow it seemed to grasp every piece of everything that had ever fit into the snapshots of my awareness. it may have been, the best idea my mind had ever fathomed.

there's something memorable about everybody. you just have to get closer to some people than others to find it.

you're the missing piece I need, the song inside of me.

a heart is the strongest thing about you when it's broken. it heals and becomes stronger than you think. all you need is time and the right person to help you put it back together.

may you dream of lovely things, and awake to find them real.

sometimes you have to cut ties with everything you know because it's better to face the world when you're on your own.

everything's falling, and I am included in that. oh how I try to be just okay.

now I know what I have to do. I have to keep breathing. and tomorrow, the sun will rise and who knows what the tide will bring in?

and if you're so strong, you might as well just do it alone. and I’ll watch you go.

sometimes the hardest thing to let go of is something you never really had. what could have happened didn’t. it's just the way the cookie crumbled. this is my goodbye to you I’ll never forget the way you made me smile

just because you paint the picture, doesn't mean it'll fit in the frame.

the most important thing in life is to find yourself. know who you are at all times, and stand by that for the rest of your life.

and just when you think that there is a spark between the two of you, the entire flame dies because of something he says.

through good times and the bad always remember: everything happens for a reason.

tell me everything you need now, anything at all. cause I will be the one who's waiting anytime you fall.

maybe mistakes are what make our fate.... without them what would shape our lives? maybe if we had never veered off course we wouldn't fall in love, have babies, or be who we are. after all, things change, so do cities, people come into your life and they go. but it's comforting to know that the ones you love are always in your heart.... and if you're very lucky, a plane ride away.

it’s weird. you know the end of something great is coming, but you want to hold on, just for one more second, just so it can hurt a little more.

don't hold me up now; I can stand my own ground. I don't need your help now.

not everything turns into what it’s supposed to be. not everybody is supposed to just walk out of your life. sometimes surprises and second chances do happen you just can’t be afraid to let them happen.

I have a long list of things to say, but I’ll leave it at, you amaze me.

I’m so scared of falling, because once I do, it's fight after fight to get back up. it could take days, months, even years. I don't know if I have that kind of strength anymore. please, don't let me fall.

we don't get what we deserve in life. if we're lucky, we get what we need.

Our relationship? Yeah, it's perfect in an aspect, but everything looks perfect from a distance... We fight, we disagree, we get mad at each other. But we're both mature enough to realize that it was stupid and that no matter what happens, we'll always be in love. People always say that we're perfect together, and so in love... and it's true. But what they don’t realize is that it took years to get it like that.... It took me walking away for a while for him to realize that I was the only girl in the world that was going to put up with his stupid mind games and childish bullshit... I had to walk away from him to realize that I was the only one in the world that knew how he was, and be independent at the same time. It's hard to maintain what we have...

when I’m around you, I get this feeling in the pit of my stomach. it's like I want to run away as fast as I can because you radiate something great, something that's sometimes too powerful to stand. you're just that beautiful.

you were always one to listen, but never one to care

one day you're going to want that specific girl. that girl that knew she wasn't perfect, but tried to be for you. that girl who wanted nothing more than to be there for you and love you the only way she knew she could. that girl who sees your flaws, but values them as much as your strengths. that girl who still can't bring herself to hate you, even though you probably deserve it. that girl who saw past your pretty face and treasured parts of you that no one else appreciated. that girl who realizes she may never have your heart, but will carry the image of you in hers forever. and by the time you realize that's the girl you're looking for, she'll be with the guy who already knew.

I could laugh; it's such a lie -- that's what living in this world is - a big lie. an illusion where everyone looks the other way and pretends that nothing unpleasant exists at all, no goblins of the dark, no ghosts of the soul.

you sing about beautiful things and all I want to do is believe. I traded my dreams for this mess of memories and they just stopped working for me

it’s weird. you know the end of something great is coming, but you want to hold on, just for one more second, just so it can hurt a little more.

life doesn’t always turn out to be your fantasy. that’s why you need friendships that are real to get you through it.

maybe one day you will understand I don’t want nothing from you but to sweetly hold your hand. till that day just please don’t be so down, don’t make frowns, you silly clown. just come and open up your folding chair next to me, my feet are buried in the sand and there’s a breeze. there’s a shadow, you can’t see my eyes, and the sea is just a wetter version of the skies.

she's afraid that after all this waiting, he'll end up with another girl. she's afraid of what hasn't happened yet.

Turn up the radio and sing your lungs out, because kid, this is it. And this is all it will ever be, so get used to it. Suck it up, and live your life.

I mean, you were right. I got into this for all the wrong reasons. but I lucked out cause now that I’m here; I can’t imagine being anywhere else.

stop worrying about what might hold you down, and pay attention to why you're standing up.

don't give up when you still have something to give; nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.

and, so while this is completely against my beliefs, I’m going to let myself fall in love with you, even though guys always seem to hurt me, I guess I have to take that chance. I mean if I didn’t, I would probably just give up on love altogether, and that has to be the saddest thing ever, so here I go again, I’m just praying this time, my heart won’t end up breaking all over again. I’m all out of band-aids.

sometimes a heart can’t afford to be "just friends"

when all is said and done, you are a part of me. that's the way it was meant to be. people are brought together for a reason, everything happens for a reason. I believe the reason that you and I were brought together was because we complete one another. we fill in each other's missing spots with love. and if someday God decides to tear us apart, I trust there is a reason. 'cause if there is a reason for love, there is a reason for life beyond it.

people were destined for one another. that's the romantic idea that young girls have, and I guess part of me still believes it.

things are beautiful if you love them.

love is living your own life, but sharing it. it's forgiveness. it's making a billion mistakes and turning them into learning experiences. love is patience, optimism, and sometimes it's a kiss when there is nothing left to say.

he taught me how to love. he was the first boy I kissed that actually meant something. he’ not perfect, not even close. but that doesn’t mean he isn’t everything I’ve ever wanted.

risking is easy until you're losing.

I gave you my heart. so, when we fall short, I know we'll be okay. you're my forever. you're my always.

so many people walk around with a meaningless life, they seem half-asleep even when they’re busy doing things they think are important, this is because they’re chasing the wrong things. the way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you a purpose and meaning.

she's just a little upset. but she won't vent to anyone. her problems aren't important, and no ones listening anyways. she's crying inside, but hey. she's beautiful, right?

I’m lonely. why do you think I had to learn to act so independent? I also get mad too quickly, and I hog the covers, and my second toe is longer than my big one. my hair has it's own zip code. plus, I get certifiably crazy when I’ve got pms. you don't love someone because they're perfect. you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.

If we could sit together, a moment. And talk forever just to pass the time. I would smile as the shivers and chills run down my spine, and your eyes are locked on mine. Oh, we'll fill the metro skies with country air. And when you close your tired eyes, I'll meet you there. I'll meet you there

in this life we're guaranteed only two things-to live and to die. how we choose to do it, well that's up to us.

that was the day I stopped believing in love. that kind of love. the love in books and films. the love that tells us to abandon our lives and plans, all for one brief touch of Venus. so often we fail at that kind of love. the world just seems too fragile of a place for it. perhaps, it’s just that we are too fragile.

all little girls should be told they’re pretty, even if they aren’t.

always have the strength to move on. and remember when you do move on, what a blessing it was to have had that person become a part of your life. know that they have impacted who you are today in some way and because of them, you will be forever changed

you can't put a limit on anything. the more you dream, the farther you get.

you can't stay in your corner of the forest waiting for people to come to you.  you have to go to them sometimes.

She was happier than ever lying there in his arms, her fingers linked with his. He looked deep into her eyes & whispered "perfect fit", then kissed her. They were completely in love.

and that boy means more to me then the stars do to the sky.

slowly but surely I’m turning this around. but there is something that I haven't found. sooner or later you will be finding out, sitting there waiting isn't so safe and sound.

and in case you were wondering, you are everything to me

you just have to let things fall into place how they're supposed to be even though you might want something so bad it might not be meant to be and what you do get in the end is wanted and needed all along

we laughed until we had to cry; we loved right down to our last goodbye.

what's the use in making all the plans that we made if you weren't going to go? what's the use of slapping on a smile for a face if your eyes don't want to show? desperation, there's danger in frustration. complicated words slipping off of your tongue and ain't one of them the truth. I’m still desperate for you.

letting go isn't a one time thing. it's something you do everyday, over and over again

see, for me, it's just better not to want anything. that way, if it doesn't happen, or it goes away, then it doesn't really matter.

I would rather write her a song, because songs don't wait to resolve, and because songs mean so much to her. Stories wait for endings, but songs are brave things bold enough to sing when all they know is darkness. These words, like most words, will be written next to midnight, between hurricane and harbor, as both claim to save her

there's one thing I want to say, so I’ll be brave. you were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. I’m not sorry I met you. I’m not sorry it's over. I’m not sorry there's nothing to save.

healing takes courage and we all have courage, even if we have to dig a little to find it.

fall away to the sound of my heart