March 29, 2013

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  People hurt me, criticize me, turn their backs on me, time and time again. They kill me slowly, and then ask me what my problem is.

  

  When I was your age, I blew bubbles. Not boys. 

  

  It’s not about how many times you had my back. It’s about the one time you stabbed it.

  

  I’ve learned that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you’ve had and what you’ve learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you’ve celebrated.

  

  People will always try to push you down. They’ll try to make you feel worthless. Just know that they are only doing that out of jealousy. So suck it up and keep on smiling because every step you take will prove them wrong.

  

  I miss you, almost more than anything. I miss the way everything was. I miss myself, and I miss you, and I hate the fact that I recently accepted the fact that things will never be the same and basically everything fell apart, and we let them, then left them. I love you though, you’ll always hold a part of my heart.

  

  Accept everything about yourself – I mean everything. You are you and that is the beginning and the end – no apologies, no regrets.

  

  I never thought I’d hear myself saying this, but thank you. Because if you hadn’t of come along, I never would have learned that my worst day could also have been my best. Because when a heart breaks, it also opens; and once a heart opens any number of things can happen, and some of them can be wonderful.

  

  You’re all I want. And there’s times where I will openly admit that, but then there’s times where I hide behind my feelings for other guys and say that it was a mistake to care about you when you obviously you didn’t care for me. And I know that’s wrong. It’s wrong because you weren’t a mistake, as much as I’d like to think, and as much as others would like me to think. And you taught me an extremely important lesson: ”Don’t give your heart away.”

  

  It scares me how much you hurt me, and how I’d do it over and over if we had the chance. I’d take the pain for you.

  

  I know what it feels like to be afraid to show who you are. I was. But I’m not anymore. And the thing is, I don’t care what people think about me. Because I believe in myself. And I know that things are going to be okay. But even though I have no family, and no job, and no money for college, it’s you that I feel sorry for. I know that guy that sent those emails is somewhere inside of you, but I can’t wait for him. Because waiting for you is like waiting for rain in the drought, useless and disappointing. 

  

  It’s amazing how fast time goes by, and how long it takes you to realize that you’re losing someone that you thought would stand beside you forever. 

  

  Every time I thought about you, it upset me. I always felt sorry for myself, but lately everytime I think about you I feel sorry for you. You fucked up the best thing in your life, and I got rid of the most fucked up thing in mine. 

  

  When you’re feeling your worst, that’s when you get to know yourself the best.

  

  You either realize, I’m worth the risk & you admit you care about me. Or I just stop caring. Those are your choices.

  

  Who I am and who I used to be are two completely different people. Stop getting them confused.

  

  Half of me wants to stay right where I am, in this stressful place because it’s all that I know. There’s something comforting in daily routine and sameness. Like perhaps everything isn’t as bad as it appears, that maybe these things just take time to fix themselves. The other half wants me to leave and never come back, to forget everything about this place that I call home and settle somewhere else. Somewhere where no one knows me and I can live as I please without any questions or criticism.

  

  Being sad with the right people is better than being happy with the wrong ones.

  

  I should’ve known there was always something that we were missing. I’m letting go of this even though its hard, I know its the best thing.

  

  I honestly think things are not supposed to work out for me. It’s like things are always supposed to be complicated, because somehow it keeps me moving. Keeps me alive.

  

  I’m ready to let go, move on, be happy, but there’s always this little shred of  “Well, maybe he’ll want me tomorrow.” You know what I mean.

  

  I wish I could run away from this but it’s hard because despite what my mind wants, my heart keeps pulling me back and apparently, I can’t argue with that because it’s going to hurt whether you’re here or not.

  

  With you, I didn’t have to think twice or question myself. I kind of already knew what I wanted.

  

  You’re not mine to lose, yet I feel like I’m losing you.

  

  I want to stop disappointing people, because I want to stop disappointing myself.

  

  Never give up one thing if you think you can fight for it. It’s difficult to wait but it’s more difficult when you regret.

  

  To be unnoticed by the person you notice the most feels as if you were offering your most beautiful portrait to a blind person.

  

  I wish I could understand how you don’t care, how you could get to know someone as well as you know me, think they’re beautiful, tell them everything, get along with them fine and still never love them.

  

  There’s a story behind every person. There’s a reason why they’re the way they are. They aren’t just like that because they want to. Something in the past created them, and sometimes it’s impossible to fix them.

  

  I regret everything that I said to ever make him feel like he was something special or that he ever really mattered. 

  

  I’m not scared anymore, because I know in the end, fate will either bring us together or bring something better.

  

  I don’t care. And I’ll keep telling myself that until it’s true.

  

  Please don’t be like the others. Prove to me that you’re different, show me you’re worth fighting for.

  

  I do understand the impulse. The impulse to put your hand out and want someone to be there at the end of your reach. To want someone to be close to. To want to kiss or even touch if it’s wrong. The point is you can’t control these feelings. Even if they’re wrong, they’re there. They’re always there.

  

  I’m not saying I’m the nicest. I just live life like it.

  

  I’ve never been the girl to stay in relationships for long. There could be many reasons for this, like maybe I like the chase & the games more than the boys. I could love them as much as a girl my age could, but when I do get into the relationship, the fun is gone, and I’m bored. Which causes me to break up with them. Or maybe I don’t show my feelings enough, which pushes them away. I’m just not a person to show many feelings with boys, cause I hate the attention being on me. Or maybe the reason is I’m just never good enough.

  

  The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right next to them, knowing you can’t have them. Even if he’s the reason why you have a genuine smile on your face. Even if you believe he’s the one for you, he’ll never be yours.

  

  I’ll be the first to admit that I honestly don’t know what I want. I pretend like I do, but I don’t. If you really knew me, you’d know I have some of the biggest insecurities you could’ve ever imagined.

  

  I don’t know how much longer I can take this. You run through my mind like there’s no tomorrow, I don’t know when there’s a second when I’m not thinking about you. It’s like your haunting me or something and the worst part is you’re not even mine.

  

  Why is that just when you get things together, you hear from the one person who could pull it all apart?

  

  And spending all this time trying to hate you, has made me start to hate myself too.

  

  If you really knew me, you’d know that I will make myself miserable to make someone else happy.

  

  This life of mine has it’s flaws, but it’s the only one I got. I’m going to hold my head high, look on the bright side, and smile even when I want to cry. Because I’m not letting anyone or anything bring me down.

  

  If you really want to do something, you’ll find a way. If you don’t, you’ll find an excuse.

  

  I’m saying maybe right now you need to work on you and I need to work on me.

  

  The best thing to hold onto in life is each other.

  

  Even though we’re no longer together, I still care about you. Not in the same way, of course. But that’s me; I won’t just leave the one I once loved out alone in the dark.

  

  You can stay up all night and still not count all the ways to lose the people you love.

  

  A million feelings, a thousand thoughts, hundreds of memories, all for one person.

  

  Fearless is having the courage to say goodbye to someone who only hurts you, even if you can’t breathe without them.

  

  Be careful with who you give your heart to because when you give your heart to someone, you’re not only giving that person the right to love you but also the power to hurt you.

  

  You might think that things are difficult right now, but when you look back on this later, you’ll realize that it was all worth it because you’ve grown to be a better person from the hardships you’ve experienced.

  

  The more hard things you put a person through, the more times they’re going to want to come back.

  

  Sometimes we learn something about the past that changes everything we know about the present.

  

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