i'm so strong, and that's what scares me most. The fact that I'm so strong I can block everything out and never actually feel anything or handle any situation. That's what scares me the most. Being too strong that in the end, I'm only hurting myself.
You're as fake as the moans you make, and you're as weak as the hearts you break.
The thing that hurts the most is pretending that it doesn't.
Someday, everything will make perfect sense. So for now, laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears, and keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason.
Every time I trust somebody, they show me why I shouldn't.
Have you ever felt jealous? Replaced, in a way, as though you have no significance in someone's life anymore. Have you ever cried yourself to sleep night after night wondering if there was something left to live for, when the one person who made you feel alive has gone and decided you're just not worth it anymore.
She's banged up. Mentally and emotionally. Literally and metaphorically. But every day she walks outside with a smile on her face. Because that’s who she is.
She has feelings; she has a heart. In fact, she probably has the biggest heart among all the girls you know. Because although you’ve given her nothing, not one reason for her to be around, she’s still there. And someday, she won’t be anymore.
The strongest people love even when their heart is broken.
I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you. I need you like a heart needs a beat, but that's nothing new.
The things we crave most are the things that destroy us the quickest.
Laugh when you can. Apologize when you should. And let go of what you can't change. Love deeply and forgive quickly. Take chances and give your everything. Life is too short to be anything but happy. You have to take the good with the bad. Love what you got. Always remember what you had. Forgive, but don't forget. Learn from your mistakes but never regret. People change and things go wrong, but always remember that life goes on.
There is no person in the world who is made to handle every punch that's thrown at them. We aren't made that way. In fact, we're made to get mad, upset, sad, be hurt, stumble and fall. We aren't suppose to be able to handle everything. But that's what makes us stronger in the end, by learning from the things that hurt us the most.
She didn't want to admit it, but she loved him more than she should have.
I have a feeling you're going to break my heart again. & I have a feeling I'll let you do it.
Some things just aren't meant to last. They take up a little space in your heart and leave you a little smarter for next time.
I wish you could fucking see. I wish you could see the shit I went through for the past months and the emotions I went through. The tears I cried, the nights I ruined for myself just knowing you were out with another girl. I'm not mad, I'm really not I just wish you could know how much I cared. What all I would have done for you. What all I fucking still would do. But I've come to a point where these feelings don't overpower me any longer. I've come to be free of your hold but I just wish you could have known all I went through just for you.
Tomorrow, I'll fake a smile. I'll hold up my head and pretend to laugh without knowing the joke. I'll have conversations that make no sense and I'll watch a world I don't understand. The people around me, don't know I stopped giving a damn long ago - I doubt they realize, all being too wrapped up in their next 'let's get smashed and not remember in the morning' parties.. to actually notice. It's hard describing this feeling. I'm not sure if I've given up on the rest of the world, or if they've just given up on me. But still, if I take away the friends who don't know me, the life that has no direction and the meaningless emotions, I have no doubt in my mind things will be a bit clearer. Because even when you're miles away and your voice becomes the sound I miss so much that it hurts, at least I know I'm part of your life, no matter how big or small that part might be.
Sometimes we have to be broken down to be rebuilt into what we are actually meant to be.
someday, we'll actually get this right
Please don't be like the others. Prove to me that you're different, show me you're worth fighting for.
People always say that they don’t care what happens, they just want the one they love to be happy. I don’t know how many of those people mean it, but i’ve thought it through, and i know that i truly want you to be happy. I’ve prayed and analyzed and considered, and in the end, i would trade my happiness for yours. I would give every last bit of it for you, so that you would never have a bad day or a day filled with doubt. Even if you being happy means you’re not with me. I would still want you to have all the happiness in the world.
My challenge in life: To constantly be on his mind, while trying not to lose my own.
People always ask her why she puts up with all of his shit, and she doesn’thave any sort of answer. She just rolls her eyes, laughs, and says nothing.She acts embarrassed that someone called her out on it, but she wishes they would just open their eyes. She doesn’t know why, except for the fact that she accepts him. Hell, she adores him, as ridiculous as that is, and it’s beginning to baffle her how nobody sees that.
I thought I saw you breaking, I thought I felt you care. But all the thingsI thought I felt, all the things I thought I saw, well, they weren’t really here.
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