God, I’m so much stronger of a person emotionally than I was two years ago.
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“We both ended up where we belong, I guess goodbye made us strong.”
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I’m so messed up. Fix me.
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Sometimes I crave how my life used to be and then I crave how my life’s going to be. What’s that say for right now? That i’m hungry for something different.
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I can’t believe how much damage time can do to a person. That’s what I fear more than anything in the world, time. You never know how much you or someone you care about has left. Sometimes you wish it would go faster only to find you regret it and wish it would slow down. Sometimes you just want it to stop, so you can savor a moment. Time is horrifying simply because it doesn’t stop for anyone. No matter your life story, or what moment you’re in. It terrifies me.
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I used to always think you loved me just as much as I loved you. I was wrong. It’s just sad it took me up until last month to realize it. See, I would give anything for you. You won’t give anything for me. If it hurts me you should stop, and you don’t. If it upsets me you shouldn’t do it, but you do. You’re selfish and I’m not. Tell me, how is that supposed to work? Are you magically going to change in these next two years or are you just going to stay an immature boy for the rest of your life. I guess that’s your decision. Let’s just hope for you that someone else doesn’t show me they can love me better than you can in all the time you’re wasting with your fun. I’m done being selfless.
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A love like this doesn’t exist anymore; We’re lucky.
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There are so many people’s issues and struggles that I can’t fix. Why can’t I accept that? I’m not Superman, or better yet, I’m not God. It’s not my job. I need more faith, that’s what I need. Where’s someone to help me fix that?
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I can’t take it. I’m not going to your facebook, and I’m not going to hers anymore. I just can’t do it. I really can’t.
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street signs, traffic lights, stars, astronomy museums, the beach, water, rain, clouds, ice, trees, wind, pain, heat, mirrors, benches, steering wheels, hands, shoe laces, couches, lamps, candles, fire, fireworks, sparks, crowded places, lonely places, pillows, blankets, pens, cookies, crayons, brazil, hair, tan, summer, grass, fields, flowers, birds, the notebook, from where you are, cameras, pictures, music, kaleidoscopes, light switches, paintings, rainbows, skittles, pockets, kangaroos, basketball, sweatshirts, soccer,
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All of it reminds me of you.
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Why would you ever want to make someone fall in love with you, if they don’t? Even if I had the power to do that, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.
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It bothers me when girls say they want a boyfriend who ‘has blonde hair’ ‘wears american eagle’ ‘can sing good’ ‘has short hair’ ‘has blue eyes’ ‘who’s tall’ ‘who’s skinny’ ‘has to love country music’ ‘has to be funny’ ‘who says all the right things’ ‘has to cuddle with me’ ‘has to give me his coat when i’m cold.’ ‘has to kiss me in the rain’ ‘has to listen to rap’ ‘has to buy me flowers’ ‘who wont fight with me’ ‘wont get mad at me when i do this’. I mean let’s be serious, life isn’t some Nicholas Sparks movie. They can’t be perfect. They’re going to have flaws. You’re going to fight, everyone who’s in a relationship fights at some point. Don’t put expectations on a guy who could be amazing for you because you’re thinking all this crap. How about ‘treats me like I deserve to be treated’. I’d like to hear some girl say that, just once.
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(Source: nonchalantlyketsy)
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I’m sorry, I don’t recall it being my fault my best friend’s gay. Nor do I recall it being hers.
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