okay, soooo, you guys are pretty much amazing. i think that's the most comments i've ever gotten on one post, and it makes me veryvery happy [: so thank youu. here's an update for you guys, since there's so many awesome quotes and i just can't stand it [: s h a t t e r to tell me in words what you really feel i can see it in your eyes you mean all of what you say i remember so long ago see, i felt the same way 
the picture is far too big to look at, kid. your eyes won't open wide enough and you are constantly surrounded by that swirling stream of what is and what was well, we have all made our predicitions, but the truth still isn't out. so if you want to see the future, go stare into a cloud. keep trying to find your way out of that maze of memories. 
immature love is wanting the other person to be happy only when they're with you. mature love is wanting the other person to be happy, period.  can you imagine what it feels like to have someone sit you down and tell you that you're dying? the gravity of that? then the clock's ticking for you. in a split second your awe is cracked open. you look at things differently - smell things differently. you savor everything be it a glass of water or a walk in the park. but most people have the luxury of not knowing when that clock's going to go off. and the irony of it is that it keeps them from reallyvliving their life. it keeps them from drinking that glass of water but never really tasting it. 
i've run out complicated theories, so now I'm taking back my words i'm preparing for the breakdown your t-shirt lost its smell of you and the bathroom's still a mess remind me why we decided this was for the best 
so just kiss me, and let my hair messy itself in your fingers let me steady myself in the arms of a man who won't ask me to be what he needs, but lets me exist as i am. 
this room is part of rehearsal i'm sick of the boundaries i miss you so much >> blink 182 
and it was one of those days where you break all the rules; you don't listen to your mother or put on a helmet, you get on a quad with your best friends, and let your hair fly behind you <3 credit please 
and i don't wanna see your bedroom sugar i'm not looking for love but when you call me a pretender you know you shatter my heart 
this weather has me wanting love more tangible. something i can hold because it's getting cold. so let's hold up our fists to the flame in the sky to block out the light that is reaching for our eyes because it would blind us. it will blind us. 
letters meant to be sent have been torn. the phone lies off the hook, on the floor. all these "i'm sorry's" and "i miss you's" are useless, i fucked this one up long ago 
i guess it's safe to say you're never coming back and i understand why you wouldn't want to i guess it's up to me to find a way to get to you. 
last night you gave me a kiss. you didn't know it.. but i was awake when you did. you were quiet, you were gonna let me sleep. so i just laid there pretending to be. you said some things, you didn't know i could hear. and the words "i love you" never sounded so sincere. 
i know everything reminds you of me even the songs you thought i'd never sing i know you'll mess up your hair i know you'll do things you would never dare but it all coincides in some way 
someplace far away, at some sad table littered with chipped plates, with bad light and 48 frames from a movie on the cutting room floor, you said, true meaning would be dying with you. and though i wanted to, i did not smile. 
i'm awake, you're still sleeping the sun will rise like yesterday everything that we are now is everything we can't let go or its gone forever, far away i hope tomorrow is like today don't you go away tomorrow i don't think i could handle that 
so tonight i hope you hear this plea it's the last letter for you from me wasted words and a broken heart what was it that tore us apart? <3 credit please 
it hurts to see what your heart desires right in front of you. weither its love, or perfection. and you know, you'd do anything to get it. thats all life is, trying to fill the empty holes in side of us. 
i like people with a sense of individuality. i love expression and anything awkward and imperfect because that's natural and that's real 
it makes me itch to know that you're only a couple of hours away from where i'm missing you and i can't get there <3 credit please 
how can i make you believe how happy i am when you're with me i cross my heart, i'm telling the truth a promise is a promise, so i promise you i'll never let go of your hand 
wouldn't it be nice to know right now that we'll be someday holding hands in the end 
it will always be me and you cause to me youre everything ive always needed and that kinda love you just can't let go of forever im yours youll always be able to have me and thats something that i can promise you 
the path to our destination is not always a straight one. we go down the wrong road, we get lost, we turn back. maybe it doesn't matter which road we embark on. maybe what matters it that we embark. 
when someone sees you as you really are and still wants to be with you now that's powerful. 
the minute you think you're going to lose something, it suddenly becomes the most important thing in your life.  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. 
these conversations are robotic where did you run off to? i guess this means best friends for never <3 credit please 
i believe that when you find love, you hold onto it and cherish it because there is nothing finer and it may never come again. 
he saved me in every way a person can be saved... i don't even have a picture of him; he exists now only in my memory >> titanic 
it was like perfection, you know? i never knew life could be like that. he was the only thing i followed through in my life, the only thing i didn't give up on. i was good at loving him.
from day one i dreamed about getting out, but not forgetting about how all my worst fears are letting out he said why put a new adress on the same old loneliness? when breathing just passes the time 'til we all just get old and die and now breathing's just a waste of breath and living's just a waste of death and why put a new adress on the same old loneliness? and this is me and you, and you and me, until we've got nothing left >> fallout boy 
i miss the way you sing low so i can't hear your voice over the radio in my car but you knew every word they sang you know just the right thing to say when the distance rips us farther and farther and farther away i'll see you soon 
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