January 18, 2013

• Always bittersweet

  

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  So do your heart a favor, turn around and leave. It may not be what you want but girl, it’s what you need.

  

  Never let someone hurt you twice. Giving a second chance is exposing yourself to be hurt again. If he had done it once, it’s bound to happen again. Why? Because you gave him the idea that no matter how much he’ll hurt you, you’d still accept him all over again.

  

  You only lose what you cling to.

  

  You can’t tell someone you love them and then change your mind. That’s not how it works. Once you love someone, you always love them. Isn’t there a part of you that thinks of him for no reason? They’ll always be in the back of your mind. And no matter how much you love someone else, you’ll always love them too.

  

  Look at you. You’re young. And you’re scared. Why are you so scared? Stop being paralyzed. Stop swallowing your words. Stop caring what other people think. Wear what you want. Say what you want. Listen to the music you want to listen to. Play it loud as fuck and dance to it. Go out for a drive at midnight and forget that you have school the next day. Stop waiting for Friday. Live now. Do it now. Take risks. Tell secrets. This life is yours. When are you going to realize that you can do whatever you want?

  

  Life is full of risks, why not take them?

  

  We can’t spend our lives waiting to live.

  

  I’d give you my everything, if you gave me yours. I know we tried this a few times, but that was before. I’m ready if you’re ready, and I’m pretty sure I am. I’m waiting for you here, but I don’t know how long I can.

  

  Do you miss him at the most happy and fulfilling times of your life? Just because you miss him when the world is quiet and you feel alone, doesn’t mean you love him. You will  miss anyone when you’re lonely. It’s when your life is going great and you still feel that  ache in your heart because he isn’t there to see the genuine smile on your face, and happiness in your life.

  

  It’s like this. You have to have the nicest jeans, or the cutest purse, or say the newest thing so that it catches on. You have to be skinny, you have to buy this, wear this, say that, be on his side, her side, be neutral, have white teeth, have straight teeth, your hair can’t be frizzy, and you can’t wear that because it just doesn’t ‘work’ anymore. You have to go to parties, be friends with everyone, trust no one, pose like this, smile like that, tilt your head this way, and put your hand on your hip, because that’s how it is.

  

  It surprises me how much better my world is with you in it.

  

  Perfect is just a word. Love is just a word. Forever is just a word, and so is Beauty. The thing is, every person has a different definition of them.

  

  Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it’s what you are expected to give — which is everything.

  

  ‘I love you’ means that I accept you for the person that you are and that I do not wish to change you into someone else. It means that I do not expect perfection from you, just as you do not expect it from me. It means that I will love you and stand by you even through the worst of times. It means loving you when you’re in a bad mood or too tired to do the things I want to do. It means loving you when your down, not just when your fun to be with. ‘I love you’ means that I know your deepest secrets and do not judge you for them, asking in return only that you do not judge me for mine. It means that I care enough to fight for what we have and that I love enough not to let go. It means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly, hoping that you feel the same way for me.

  

  Sometimes you meet someone and before you know their name, before you know where they’re from. You know that sometime in the future, this person is going to mean something to you.

  

  We all have our own time machines. Some take us back, they’re called memories. Others take us forward, they’re called dreams.

  

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