I realize that overall, you weren’t really worth it. There were moments with you that made me really happy, but the majority of the time you just shut me out. That’s why this summer, I’ll try to get over you. We might’ve had something really great, but I guess we’ll never know. I’ll never forget the good times with you, but I’ll also never forget how you hurt me more than any other boy.
I am incredibly awkward and negative. I get attached easily, and I hold on for too long. I don't like opening up to people. Most five year old children can express their feelings better than me. I hide behind my fake smiles. I'm probably one of the most difficult people you will ever meet, but I can be sweet. I'm a great listener. I'll guard your secrets with my life. I will never judge you based on your mistakes, and I'll love you as much as I can. I can be, if you let me, one of the best things in your life.
I delete numbers from my phone like I'm erasing them from my life. I get caught up with drama and I get so frustrated that I want to scream. I listen to sad music when I'm upset, because I know that whoever wrote the song, they were miserable once too. I've changed to please people, and I care too much about what people think of me. I talk too loud and I act like I'm five. I'm smart. I know when to say no, and I know what is best for me. I follow my heart instead of my head, and if you walk out of my life, I'll tell you not to look back.
Girls aren’t going to talk to you first. It’s a girl thing. We don’t like starting the conversation because we like to feel like you want to talk to us. We like to feel like the wait was worth something. We like feeling like you’ve waited for us like we’ve waited for you. But the number one reason we hate talking first is because we hate to seem needy or clingy. That’s why we’re scared. Because to us, being needy and obsessive just pushes guys away. And no girl wants that.
It was only once it was finished that I was able to see that all along, I should have been taking my own advice. Not over thinking, backtracking, or obsessing.
It's alright to lose your pride over something you love, but never lose something you love over your pride.
I don't regret the things I've done. I regret the things I didn't do when I had the chance.
You know that feeling when you're happy for someone, but really, really, miserably depressed at the same time? But you can't tell them, because you're supposed to be happy. Yeah, probably the worst feeling in the world.
We fear rejection, want attention, crave affection and dream of perfection.
I guess the reason I think I'm nothing is because no one's ever fought for me. I believe if I was truly worth it, that somewhere along this road, someone would've fought for me to stay, but instead, I always wound up walking away.
Sometimes to keep it together, you've got to leave it alone.
I am not in this world to live up to other people's expectations, nor do I feel that the world must live up to mine.
Just once, I’d like to be the girl that gets the guy in the end. Just once.
All my life I've been sorry for something. Something gets me nothing and nothings such a waste. All this time I've been sayin' I'm sorry. But why should I be sorry for all of your mistakes. Why should I be sorry?
Bad stuff does happen sometimes. Always remember that, but remember that you have to move on, somehow. You just pick up your head and stare at something beautiful like the sky, or the ocean, and you’ll move the hell on.
Just because you don't think I have reason enough to be hurt, doesn't make the pain any less real.
Don’t get mad. Don’t get even. Get stronger, faster, and more powerful. Fill yourself with knowledge and empathy and an indomitable spirit because no one else can do that for you. In the end, it’s your life, you choice, and your world. Give 110%, always.
I found every little thing I could ever want wrapped up in someone I can never have.
You assume that I'm fine, but you don't know how to read between the lines. I swim from moody to callous to giddy and humorous in naught point-one second. That's not because I'm easy going or feeling guilty for being off hand with you. It's lack of confidence and self-esteem. It's trying to fit in and trying to hide the scars at the same time. Maybe I'm doing a good job and that's why you don't see.
There's been so many mistakes, and so many lessons I never learned.
I think we spend too much time wondering why we're not good enough - we spend too much time overanalyzing, over-thinking, and overreacting. We waste too much time putting ourselves down, so much that we don't ever stop to see that well, we are good enough. You are good enough. We spend too much time with our heads down and hearts closed; and never get a chance to look up from the ground and see that the sun is shining and tomorrow is another day.
If you can look at the sunset and smile, then you still have hope. If you can see the good in other people, then you still have hope. If you meet new people with a trace of excitement and optimism, then you still have hope. If you give people the benefit of the doubt, then you still have hope. If you still watch love stories and want endings to be happy, then you still have hope. If you can look at the past and smile, then you still have hope. If, when faced with bad and told everything is futile, you can still look up at the end of the conversation and say 'yeah, but...", then you still have so much hope. If you still offer your hand of friendship to those who have touched your life, then you still have hope. If you refuse to let a friendship die or accept that it must end, then you, very much, still have hope.
I'm not the sweetest girl out there. I'm rude, inconsiderate and ignorant. I'm misunderstood most of the time and I don't apprieciate it when others claim they know me. I'm blunt and brutally honest. I'll tell you how I feel, no working my way around it. But just because I may act that way doesn't mean I don't feel certain things. I do get that gut feeling in the pit of my stomach when I see someone less fortunate. I do take things for granted. But that doesn't mean in the bottom of my heart I don't apprieciate them.
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