.. i am only a mask, just a pretender ..

It doesn't matter if you have a boyfriend or a bunch of friends. If you're lonely then you will feel lonely with or without these factors. They don't change it. They don't make you feel less alone. Loneliness doesn't mean you don't have people who love you, it just means you don't feel it. It's a state of mind, not reality.

Sometimes there doesn't even have to be a reason. I knew from experience that no matter how much you turn things in your head, trying to make sense of them, some people just defy all logic.

We can’t waste too much time missing something or someone from the past. We accept that life’s never constant; things change and people grow apart. Yet we can’t stop thinking about how good it used to be; afraid that we’d never experience it again, afraid that we’ve already lived it and lost it.

i'm living in the past today. but, i'll stop tomorrow

she took down all her old pictures and now her wall is empty . it's not that she's ready to forget everything in the past. she's just realizing it's time to move on. she's not going to replace the memories ,but she's going to make new ones, better ones.

If I had one day to look you in the eyes and hug you and hold your hand and laugh with you and make you smile and sing with you and drive with you and eat with you and maybe, even kiss you just like it used to be, I would be complete.

You wanna know how I feel? Take about fifty seven meat cleavers and just get someone to throw them at you, and no you can't run and you have no cover. Tell them to aim at your heart. Thats about half of how I feel.

you don't know about real loss because it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself, and i doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much

I wasn’t asking for a four page apology letter, I just wanted you to realize what you put me through. That’s all I wanted

i called because i wanted you to know that despite everything that's happened, all the miles between us now, and all the fights. i still think about the way it was in the beginning and the first time we met and the time i smiled when you held me.

i can't even stand up straight. my heart is broken over in that corner, my phone is dead and my ears are ringing. i think i'm losing weight and i don't know what day it is. my mascara is smeared on my pillow case and my fists are bruised. i couldn't say a whole sentence without my voice breaking if i wanted to. this is what it feels like to be let down in the worst way.