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I don’t know what to do, I can’t take my eyes off you.
Mike: Scarlet, before you go through this, I want to remind you of September 7th, 1988. It was the first time that I saw you. You were reading Less Than Zero, and you were wearing a Guns ‘n’ Roses t-shirt. I’d never seen anything so perfect. I remember thinking that I had to have you or I’d die… then you whispered that you loved me at the homecoming dance, and I felt so peaceful and safe because I knew that no matter what happened, from that day on, nothing can ever be that bad… because I had you. And then I grew up and I lost my way. And I blamed you for my failures. And I know that you think you have to do this today but I don’t want you to. But I guess… if I love you, I should let you move on.
-17 Again
“But there’s something in me that just keeps going on. I think it has something to do with tomorrow - that there is always one, and that everything can change when it comes.”
— Augusten Burroughs
I want to wake up in your room, in your bed. I want to wake up to that view in your window, the one hat overlooks everything below. I want to wake up in your arms, my skin pressed against yours. I want to shower in your bathroom and wash my face in your sink. I want to make you coffee and have toast with you. I want to read the morning paper with you and drive to work with you. I want to have our photo in a frame at the corner of my desk. I want to come home from work to you. I want to hold you and feel you and love you properly. I want to make dinner with you. I want to do the dishes and sort the laundry with you. I want to get ready for bed with you. I want to fall asleep in your arms, and wake up to you and do everything all over again. I want to be with you.
“And when someone apologizes to you enough times for the things they’ll never stop doing, I think it’s fearless to stop believing them. It’s fearless to say “you’re not sorry,” and walk away.”
— Taylor Swift
I miss how close we used to be. I hate how far apart we have grown. I miss us.
“How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.”
— Victor Hugo
Sometimes when I’m talking, my words can’t keep up with my thoughts. I wonder why we think faster than we speak. Probably so we can think twice.
“You can never really know someone completely. That’s why it’s the most terrifying thing in the world, really- taking someone on faith, hoping they’ll take you on faith too. It’s such a precarious balance, it’s a wonder we do it at all.”
— A Great and Terrible Beauty
Tell me why it's so hard to forget, don't remind me I'm not over it. Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth, I'm just a little too not over you.
“I am very interested and fascinated by how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other.”
- Perks of Being a Wallflower
I'm scared of the future. I'm scared of growing up and failing at my life. I'm scared of being old and alone. I'm scared I'm never going to find someone who actually loves me.
I’ve learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved.
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.
Often, someone stops by in your life and convinces you to forget someone else. Sometimes, they’re not any better. They’re just different.
This is for all the assholes that have been telling a girl words that are to die for. You tell her, ” You’d change for her. ” And you go behind her back, and fucking go against your word. You tell her, ” Your the only one I talk to baby ” But in fucking reality, your texting a million other skanks, and telling them the same damn thing. You bring her out one day, hold her hand, give her a peck on the lips, hold her bag, and hold her by the waist. You show your friends your with her, but you stop texting / calling her after that day. You call her ” my chick ” Which just makes her feel so damn good, when you got 2 or 3 other chicks on the side too. This is for all the assholes, who’ve lied to women’s face, who’ve stopped talking to a women after a day, who’ve just cancelled a women outta their lives. Seriously? grow the fuck up. We’ve been telling you asshole how much we hate getting hurt, and we fucking expect so much from you guys. We expect you guys to fucking change, but do you? Negative. It’s sad because it spoils all the other guys who’d want a chance with these girls. They’d have to work harder, because the girl’s afraid she’d get played again. To words for guys like this: Fuck You.
- chrstnerse
Sometimes love knocks you down so hard, that you forget how to get back up. Then that one unexpected person just sweeps you off your feet.
And I hope you find it, what you're looking for. And I hope it's everything you dreamed your life could be. And so much more. And I hope you're happy, wherever you are, I wanted you to know that. And nothing's gonna change that. And I hope you find it.
-Miley Cyrus |
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