I've been trying to make sense. I've been shouting under my breath. How's any of this in my interest? When you sold me out I must've not got the cheque. Your lust is a lie, but it comes as no surprise. Time after time you coast right past the line. I do my best to make amend with you, but I just can't see the end. Don't hold your breath, I'm not losing sleep over you. I'm Mr. reckless and you're defenseless. Isn't it funny how those black clouds follow you around? It's karma smiling down, just let me know when it's in town. You act like the world owes you a favor. You want it all but you don't like the taste. You've been throwing bricks at my window like there's no better way to say hello. Well, hello. I'm the devil on your shoulder. I'm the conscious in your mind. I'm the feeling that you cannot hide. I'm the devil on your shoulder telling you that love is blind. It's okay when it's hiding in disguise. Your loose lips let words slide. You spend too much time talking about my life. Stories you will spin, just for a power trip. It's safe to say that I'm not into it. But in the picture you are not. Someone else is in your spot. This is the result of people moving on. Good luck with killing time, you won't be killing mine. I'll do my best to always be on your mind. I never once said I didn't mean this. I can't wait to see how this one pans out.
I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them that no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and you saw them crying in their bed at night or singing to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street and even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think after seeing them at their most vulnerable you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them.
I need someone who can keep up with me. I want someone aggressive, who pushes me to my breaking point where I just wanna scream. Someone who will tell me that I'm not always right, and that sometimes I have to apologize for what I do wrong. I need someone who's going to set me straight because no one has ever cared enough about me to try.
I always said I’d never let you get to me, but congratulations, you finally did it. You’ve won this war and there’s nothing I can do about it.
People have scars. In all sorts of unexpected places. Like secret roadmaps of their personal histories. Diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving nothing behind but a scar. But some of them don't. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere and though the cut's long gone, the pain still lingers.
It’s the oldest story in the world. One day you’re seventeen and planning for ‘some day’, and then quietly and without you ever really noticing, ‘some day’ is today.. And then ‘some day’ is yesterday, and this is your life. We spend so much time wanting, pursuing, wishing, but ambition is good. Chasing things with integrity is good, dreaming. If you had a friend you knew you’d never see again, what would you say? If you could do one last thing for someone you love, what would it be? Say it, do it, don’t wait. Nothing lasts forever. Make a wish and place it in your heart. Anything you want, everything you want. Do you have it? Good. Now believe it can come true, you never know where the next miracle’s gonna come from. The next memory, the next smile, the next wish come true. If you believe that it’s right around the corner, and you open your heart and your mind to the possibility of it, to the certainty of it, you just might get the thing you’re wishing for. The world is full of magic, you just have to believe in it. So make your wish. do you have it? Good. Now believe in it, with all your heart.
-One Tree Hill
I need someone to prove to me that I'm worth it... really worth it to them. Maybe all I need is a person who can show me that everyone is not the same. Honestly, I thought you were that person but I was wrong. Is it too much to ask for someone to take a risk on me, to fight for me, to actually care enough to not let something go; the way I did for you? You never even thanked me. I acted the way I did because I cared. I didn't realize it then, but I do now. I don't do that for just anyone. So, call me crazy, but today.. today I realized that I can't keep waiting for you. I'm moving on, I can't stay in one place waiting. I can't be around you anymore. I'm not over it, I don't get over things fast, I never have, no matter how much I try and convince myself. I'll see you around sometime. I keep thinking maybe somehow, something will click and everything will go back to the way it was in the beginning. Maybe we could go back to that, but too much has been said and done. So, maybe you'll get one more chance from me, maybe you won't.
I know you're just a rag doll now, sewn together with memories that we might have had. I know you're just the dream inside of a dream. And don't worry, I know I don't know you, anymore.
It was terrible and awful when someone left you. You could move on, do the best you could, but an ending was an ending. No matter how many pages of sentences and paragraphs or great stories it led up to, it would always have the last word.
-Along For The Ride by Sarah Dessen
This year, do what makes you happy and forget about the things that may stand in the way of that feeling. Let go of the pain that was caused by trying to find love and this year, let love find you. You have 365 days to make it wonderful.
I suck with words, but sometimes words aren’t the thing. Love isn’t about words, it’s about what you do, and what I did - running away, it was stupid. We both know love is a big, scary, evil concept, but if you feel it, it’s going to follow you around like a dog. I didn’t mean to say that love is a dog. I just mean, I’m not going anywhere. I love you. If love beats us up, let’s just beat it up right back. We can do this. If you’re ready to jump, I’ll be right there to catch you.
Sometimes I wish I had never met you. Because then I could go to sleep at night not knowing there was someone like you out there.
-Good Will Hunting
I go to sleep alone, wake up alone. I take walks. I work until I'm tired. I watch the wind play with the trash that's been under the snow all winter. Everything seems simple when you think about it.
-The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone.
I live in notes and photographs and everything I'm holding back, but you're the words that weren't enough. You remind me of a song I used to love.
It’s amazing the things you realize when you lose someone. You get mad at yourself for not saying the things you could have said a million times. You take for granted the days you spent doing nothing when you could have been with them. Anyone can be taken, at any point in our lives, but we always wait until they’re gone to say the things we never had the courage to say.
Don't be flattered that he misses you. He should miss you. You're deeply missable. However, he's still the same person who just broke up with you. Remember, the only reason he can miss you is because he's choosing, everyday, not to be with you.
-He's Just Not That Into You
I think when you are young, you are hoping that the person will be the right one, that one you are going to be in love with forever. But sometimes, you want that so much, you create something that isn’t there. It’s easier to walk away than fight for what you really want.
-Pretty Little Liars
When I look into your eyes, it’s like watching the night sky or a beautiful sunrise, there’s so much they hold. And just like them old stars, I see that you’ve come so far to be right where you are. How old is your soul? I won’t give up on us, even if the skies get rough. I’m giving up all my love. I’m still looking up. And when you’re needing your space to do some navigating to see what you find ‘cause even the stars, they burn - some even fall to the earth. We’ve got a lot to learn, God knows we’re worth it. No, I won’t give up.
-I Won't Give Up by Jason Mraz
Everyone comes with baggage from old relationships. If you’re lucky though, you’ll find someone willing to love you enough to stand there and help you unpack.
I don’t know if it’s going to work out, but I can promise you this: I will never stop trying. Because when you find the one, you never give up.
-Crazy, Stupid, Love.
Can you lie next to her and give her your heart, your heart? As well as your body and can you lie next to her can confess your love, your love? As well as your folly. And can you kneel before this king and say "I'm clean", "I'm clean"? But tell me now where was my fault in loving you with my whole heart? Oh, tell me now where was my fault, in loving you with my whole heart?
-White Blank Page by Mumford & Sons
I’ve been waiting my whole life for the right guy to come along, and then you showed up, and you’re nothing like the man I imagined. You’re cynical, cranky and impossible. But, the truth is fighting for you was the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I think that there’s a very good chance that I’m falling in love with you.
I'll be waving my hand, watching you drown, watching you scream. Quiet or loud. Maybe you should sleep, maybe you just need a friend. As clumsy as you've been, there's no one laughing. You will be safe in here. Throw away this very old shoelace that tripped you again. Try and shrug it off, it's only skin. You need to understand, there's nothing fake about this. You need to let me in, I'm watching you.
-Clumsy by Our Lady Peace
I want to say I’m sorry, I want you to know I care. I want to say I’m blind for seeing something that wasn’t there. I should have been more trusting, and listened to my heart, cause you’re the only thing I need and it’s tearing me apart.
I don’t know I just I love you more than anything. When people told me don’t be with him, I was like you obviously don’t know him because he’s the most amazing guy I’ve ever met in my life. I never had a relationship like this; it’s so fun, it’s so everything and you’re always there and I know for my whole life that you’ll always be there. And I know that you’re the most loyal, amazing, loving everything person and I love you more than anything in the whole world.
Life passes most people by while they are making grand plans for it. Through my lifetime, I’ve left pieces of my heart here and there. Now, there’s almost not enough to stay alive, but I force a smile, knowing my ambition far exceeded my talent.
You can be happy tomorrow. You can be happy when you get through your list of things to do. You can be happy when you meet the one. You can be happy when you get the right job. You can be happy when you get that raise. You can be happy when you stop buying the things you need and start buying the things you want. You can be happy when you retire. You can be happy when the weather suits you. You can be happy on plan. You can be happy in the rain. Or you can stop reading this, take a deep breath, and be happy right now.
The thing is there is never a time when you will be more honest, and your convictions will be stronger, and your motives will be more pure than they are right now. Which means you should chase whatever excites you. Be confident, and take risks, and paint over my words so you can start writing your own. My story may have inspired you, but I’m certain your story will inspire the next girl to live in our room. I want you to know you don’t need somebody to write about you in order for your life to mean something. You can write about yourself… make your own destiny. Then years from now the next girl will keep what you write on that door long enough to remind you how inspired your life is. And you can tell that girl to paint over the door because you realize the words you wrote, the friends you had, the urgency you felt will always be there under the paint. The love you professed will always be there, the spark of something undeniable, a seed of hope, the truth for better or for worse burning fiercely just below the surface.
-One Tree Hill
It’s amazing how much damage can be done when you’ve got nothing but good intentions.
-Pretty Little Liars
Listen, balance, my darling, is not letting anybody love you less than you love yourself.
-Eat, Pray, Love
I realized that I was holding on to something that didn't exist anymore. The things we like and dislike change. And we can wish they wouldn't all day long, but that never works.
You're an asshole. But I think I'm getting used to you. I like that fact that you talk incessantly. I got a thing for assholes who tell good stories. I think that drinking is the only think you can do right. You're gonna self-destruct. I think that's what I like.
Scars are souvenirs you never lose. The past is never far. Did you lose yourself somewhere out there? Did you get to be a star? And don’t it make ou sad to know that life is more than who we are?
-Name by Goo Goo Dolls
God, I wish my life was a movie sometimes. You know, I’d never have to worry about my hair, or having to go to the bathroom. And then when I’m at my lowest point, some guy would chase me down the street, pour his heart out and we’d kiss. Happily ever after.
-Friends with Benefits
Those minutes where I am alone, just me and my pillow. I think, a lot. I think about everything, anything. It varies from "what am I doing with my life?" to "did I have homework?" The room is so silent, but my mind is so loud. It drives me crazy because the things I would never think about, I think about. Sometimes, I hate it because it brings up thing I would rather never think about again. The split second before sleep is the most active second of my life.
Here's for the ones who did their make-up and put on their prettiest earrings, only to hear him say he couldn't see us that day or night. The ones that never believed it when people told us that there could be someone else. We just couldn't believe that he could do this to us again. This is for those great girls, who loved him more than words can say, and took him back no matter.
You don’t get to be mad at me. You did this. You get that right? I have always been there for you. I have gone out of my way for you over and over again. Do you do the same for me? No. Never. And yet I keep my mouth shut and say nothing about it. I am not in any way trying to say I’m a perfect friend. but I honestly believe I have done everything I am capable of doing, to keep you in my life. The more I tried to keep you, the more you pushed me away. I have been more understanding and forgiving with you, than I was ever capable of being with anyone else. I have literally put myself through emotional hell for you. I’m not blaming you for this, because I chose that. I chose to allow you to walk all over me without ever saying a word. I did that because I wanted you in my life so badly. But you don’t get to be angry with me because I’ve finally decided that I can’t take it anymore. I can’t be the only one trying. It hurts too much. But apparently you don’t understand that. I love you. You will always be my best friend. But I don’t know if i’ve ever actually been yours, and I can’t be second best anymore. I’m fucking tired of being second best to everyone. Especially you. So I’m letting this go. Never thought I’d say that, did you? I have to. I have to let this go because I’m not strong enough to handle it anymore. If you want me in my life, you need to fucking prove it to me.
Who are you going to believe; this boy you are knowing your whole life, or this boy you are just meeting who says, "you shine with the light from the sun"?
-Lizzie McGuire Movie
You want to know what happiness is? It’s waking up in the middle of the night for no reason, shifting under the blankets and feeling the heat of the person next to you. You turn around and see them in their most peaceful, innocent, and vulnerable state. They breathe as though the weight of the world lays on anyone’s shoulder but their own. You smile and kiss their face gently before turning back around and somehow, an involuntary grin forms on your face. Just before you drift off to sleep, you feel an arm wrap around your waist and you know it doesn’t get any better than this.
There is an inner beauty about a woman who believes in herself, who knows she is capable of anything she puts her mind to. There is a beauty in the strength and determination of a woman who follows her own path, who isn’t thrown off by obstacles along the way. There is a beauty about a woman whose confidence comes from experiences - who knows she can fall, pick herself up, and keep going.
Because sometimes there is no easy way out. You just have to grin and bear it. Sometimes the only escape route is to go straight through the flames, just brace yourself and bite your lip. Sometimes you have to sever the ties clean off. Because in every relationship there comes a point when the damage is too much and no matter how good it once was, the memories can’t sustain you. You have to save yourself knowing all the while it will hurt like hell. Because you can’t keep giving someone everything if you get nothing in return.
Who wants the perfect guy? Not me. I don’t want anyone perfect. I don’t want anyone normal, thats just boring. I want someone weird. I want someone unpredictable. I want someone who lets things slide and who loves to laugh and makes me laugh. I want someone who will be crazy about me, and isn’t afraid to let everyone know it. I want him to be able to tell me to shut the hell up when I am bugging him. I want someone who challenges me, in every way. I want someone who puts up with my shit, but isnt a pushover. I want someone who pisses me off, but I can never be mad at. But perfect? That’s one thing I never want. Maybe just perfect for me.
Love isn’t about the romantic nights or gifts. It isn’t about fireworks going off around you when you have that first, real, kiss. Love isn’t about kissing in the rain and dancing beneath the stars. It isn’t about the big moments or the big surprises. Love is not a fairytale. Love is about still having the butterflies after years. It’s about the second looks and laying in bed wide awake, all night, because you can’t go to sleep mad at each other. It’s about being willing to sacrifice, literally, everything for someone, just because you care so deeply for them. It’s not about buying them gifts, but it’s about leaving them little presents here and there, just to remind them that you are constantly thinking about them. Love is about all of the little things, that add up to really big things. Love is rare and special, but should not be treated as if it will break. Love needs to be thrown around and beat up a little bit, worn in, but not worn down. Love needs to be a comfortable feeling, a place to go when NO ONE else in the world can relate. A safe place, where you know that no matter how ugly you look or how angry you are, you will still be… loved.
You know what's cute? When someone is willing to stay up late just so they can talk to you. They don't care if they lose hours of sleep. They're just happy to just talk to you. It's cute how they don't care if your voice isn't all that great, just as long as they can talk to you, they are happy. They just want you to be that person they lose sleep over because you're worth it.
When I like a person, I actually like them. It's not one of those three day crush type things. It is hardcore, can't get my mind off them, thing. & that's why I haven't liked all that many people. But I eventually get over them when I find somone new. But with him, no matter who I find, I can't erase him. He's going to be the one I'll always like.
Sometimes you think you've gotten over a person, but when you see him smile you suddenly realize, you're just pretending you're over him to ease the pain of knowing that he will never be yours.
I am strong because I am weak. I am beautiful because I know my flaws. I am a lover because I am a fighter. I am fearless because I have been afraid. I am wise because I have been foolish. & I can laugh because I have known true sadness.
Even though I'm moving on, I will never forget you. All because you were my first true love. And there will come a time in my life when I will thank you for that because by you breaking my heart, it made me a little bit stronger and you made me a little bit closer to finding the one that I'm meant to spend the rest of my life with. The scary thing is; all the pain you put me through, with a snap of your fingers I'd run back so fast. So I bet you love to know you can have me at any moment if you want.
You make me feel something I can't describe. I always catch myself thinking about the things you do. There isn't anyone else I need; I've got my heart set on you.
You can be the prince and I can be your princess. You can be the sweet tooth I can be the dentist. You can be the shoes and I can be the laces. You can be the heart that I spill on the pages. You can be the vodka and I can be the chaser. You can be the pencil and I can be the paper. You can be as cold as the winter weather. But I don't care as long as we're together.
I liked the days when boys were written down on paper listed on your top 5, instead of you carrying them in your heart. When you would brag about how cool your parents were, instead of talking about how they now ruin your lives. When the only reason you didn’t want to get out of bed for school was because you were sleepy, and now it’s because each day is a struggle. While hide and seek was the coolest game, instead of guys seeing how many girls they can go out with at one time. When you wished upon birthday candles, and now you wish on a boy who is holding your heart. The days when you were just a kid who still had their innocence, and now you’re a teenager who knows everything has changed.
The greater your capacity to love, the greater your capacity to feel the pain.
It’s laughing with your friend at a time when you shouldn’t. It’s the sweat in your palms wanting to know someone you see and the pit in your stomach when they actually see you. It’s being touched by hands that aren’t your own. It’s the thrill of an escape that almost wasn’t. It’s the embarrassment you feel, naked for the first time. It’s helping a friend find something they lost. It’s a smile, a joke, a song. It’s what someone does that they like doing. It’s what someone does that they like remembering. It’s the thinking of things you may never do and the doing of things you may never have thought. It’s the road ahead and the road behind. It’s the first step and the last and every one in between, because they all make up the good life.
Sometimes words aren't enough to make someone feel like you care for them. Sometimes, it needs a little more effort then that to convince them that you really care.
There will be a few times in your life when all your instincts will tell you to do something, something that defies logic, upsets your plans, and may seem crazy to others. When that happens, you do it. Listen to your instincts and ignore everything else. Ignore logic, ignore the odds, ignore the complications, and just go for it.
I’m so sick of the hook ups, the set-ups, the fuck-ups, the guy who only wants one thing, the guy who doesn’t know what he wants, the guy who does; but won’t admit it. I just want the real thing, and I want it to stick. I don’t want these doubts, these worries. I want a guy who won’t always be so unsure of me, of us. It’s like, they need time to decide. It’s as if they’re looking for something in particular and later on they realize they were looking for you.
I want to go on a road trip with you. Just you, me, the highway, and the radio. The blue sky, the black roads, and windows down. We'll talk about everything and nothing. And we'll sing out hearts out, and we'll make memories we'll never forget. Just you and me.
Love your parents. We are so busy growing up, we often forget that they are also growing old.
Sometimes, no matter how much you like someone, they’re just not good for you.
Go after her, fuck, don't just sit there and wait for her to call, go after her, because that's what you should do if you love her. Don't wait for her to give you a sign because it might never come. Go scream you love her and be with her, because that is beautiful and that is generous and that is what loving someone is, that is raw and that is unguarded, and that is all that is worth anything, really.
Never expect, and never assume. You don't always get what you want. Everything happens for a reason, and if something is meant to be, it will be. You're in control of the decisions you make, but God directs you to the right path. If he believe something right for you, then it will happen. Until then? We should not worry, but live every second.
You're all geniuses, and you're all beautiful. You don't need anyone to tell you who you are. You are what you are. Get out there and get peace, think peace, and live and breathe peace, and you'll get it as soon as you like.
Love is a funny thing. You expect it to be easy. You expect it to be a world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only in movies. You expect him to always say the right thing and always know exactly how you feel or exactly how to react to it. You expect him to calm you down when you're yelling or chase you when you run away. You expect so much that you feel entirely and utterly defeated when something doesn't exactly match up with all your plans. But that's the thing-love isn't a plan. It doesn't have a certain beginning and it certainly has no end of visible finish line to those deeply in it. Love happens and it is so incredibly messy.
It's always the simple things in life that change our lives. And these things never happen when you're looking for them to happen. Life will reveal answers at the pace life wishes to do so. You feel like running, but life wants to take a nice leisurely stroll.
Right now I want a word that describes the feeling you get - a cold sick feeling, deep down inside - when you know something is happening that will change you, and you don't want it to, but you can't stop it. And you know, for the first time, for the very first time, that there will now be a before and an after, a was and a will be. And that you will never again quite be the same person you were.
When you're attracted to people, it's because of the details.
Their kindness. Their eyes. The fact that they can get you to laugh when you need it the most.
Besides the obvious difference, there was not much distinctions between losing a best friend and losing a lover: it was all about intimacy. One moment, you had someone to share your biggest triumphs and fatal flaws with, the next minute, you had to keep them bottled inside. One moment, you'd start to call her to tell her a snippet of news or to vent about your awful day before realizing you don't have the right anymore; the next, you could not remember the digits of her phone number.
The sun's gonna shine and the rain's gonna fall and in the end you might get burnt or wet, but that's life. So dance in the puddles and bathe in the sun, and at the end of the day, smile. Everything's gonna be alright.
She's eating butterflies when she dreams of you, they trickle into her throat and taste like your lips and every square inch of body on her becomes the feel of your fingers the feel of your wet warm touching, the feel of you, of you of you encasing her connecting her to dots that create the silhouette of our bodies in love stretching leaning on top of each other and the last syllable of every sentence becomes the repetition of love, love as it began, love as it was borne, poured, pure, love elastic and blooming and love melting into puddles of rising roses like pink and melon miracles, leaves and petals sensuous in the sunlight.
To me, fearless is in the absence of fear. It's not being completely unafraid. To me, fearless is having fears. Fearless is having doubts, lots of them. To me, fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death. Fearless is falling madly in love again, even thought you've been hurt before. Fearless is walking into your freshman year of high school at fifteen. Fearless is getting back up and fighting for what you want over and over again...even though everytime you've tried before, you've lost it. It's fearless to have faith that someday things will change. Fearless is having the courage to say goodbye to somebody who only hurts you, even if you can't breathe without them. I think it's fearless to fall for your bestfriend, even if he's in love with someone else. And when soemone apologizes to you enough times for things they'll never stop doing, I think it's fearless to stop believing them. It's fearless to 'your not sorry' and walk away. I think loving someone desprite what people think is fearless. I think allowing yourself to cry on the bathroom floor is fearless. Lettng go is fearless. Then, moving on and being alright...that's fearless too. But no matter what love throws at you, you have to believe in it. You have to believe in love stories and prince charmings and happily ever after. That's why I write these songs. Because, I think love is fearless.
I want someone to share my secrets with, someone to talk to late at night when I can't sleep, someone who feels comfortable around my family, someone to comfort me when I'm scared, someone to hold me when I'm sad, someone who doesn't need to say he loves me for me to know its true.
It's okay that you're with her. I want you to know that it's okay. I'm happy for both of you and maybe that doesn't mean anything to you, but it means a lot to me. It means that for the first time, I'm not selfish. I have put someone else's happiness, your happiness, above my own.
I'm a straight-forward kinda girl. If you ask me what I'm thinking I'll tell you, no sugar coating because that's not what life is about. It's about dealing with the pain that comes along, so if you are going to tell me how you feel, don't lie. If I ask you something, I want to know the truth, not the lie.
I always think of you before I fall asleep. The words you said, the way you looked. The things we laughed about, the silent moments we shared. And when I dream, I'll dream of you. Because it's about you, it's always about you.
This is for the assholes that play girls, the assholes that go through their phone and pick a few girls and text them all. Saying the same shit. Saying how beautiful they are. How they need to hang out. How much they miss them. This is for the assholes that want to have options and not just settle down for one girl. And this is especially for the ones that don't even realize it. That don't feel one bit of remorse for the shit they do. The hearts they break. The girls they hurt. This is for the assholes that won't ever change, and for the girls that can never get over them.
Maybe our girlfriends are our soulmates and guys are just people to have fun with.
-Sex and the City by Candace Bushnell
That's the problem with us, we're too much alike. We're stubborn asses and always want to get our own way. We both hate to be wrong and love to be right. But that's the thing about love. No matter what happens, we always come back for each other one more time.
To get up in the morning and know you have to face another obstacle, takes determination. To smile when the only thing you want to do is cry, takes strength. To act happy, when it's the worst, takes courage. To be joyful when the only good news is the best of the worst, takes support. To be there and help people through the roughest times takes love.
So, please, just be patient. I'm so afraid to care about someone. I know it seems like I'm this strong girl who can get through anything, but inside I'm very fragile. I've had so many things thrown at me, and each one has only made a crack. What I'm afraid of is shattering.
Most guys nowadays are pussies. Instead of asking out the girl of their dreams, they ask out the easy girls. Because they know they can have them without much effort. Real guys which are only a few ask out the girl they really like, no matter how long they have to wait.
Here's to the real girls. The real girls that will always be there for you. The real girls that don't have to wear too much make up to look beautiful because there beautiful just the way they are. The real girls that are nice and have a big heart unlike the girls that are stuck up and always get boys attention. The real girls that know that you have to work your ass off to get the things you want. The real girls that never really get noticed because there will always be another girl always first in line. The real girls that are confident in there selves but not slutty. The real girls that have an amazing personality but the boy doesn't see it because he's too busy noticing the girl that have big boobs and a big ass. The real girls that cry because that stupid boy just noticed her way too late.
So maybe you do still cry over him. Maybe it still kills you inside when you see him with that other girl. But you know, the truth is, he's the one that's going to be dying inside, because sooner or later he's gonna realize that he missed out.
Disney didn't fuck you up. if you're fucked up, you did that to yourself. you don't do anything without your consent. stop blaming others for your problems. that gets you nowhere.
We all have that person. The person you loved before anyone else. The person you loved before you knew enough to be scared of what you were feeling. If you’re really, really lucky, they’re the only person you ever love. But if you’re like most of us, they’re the one that you can never quite get out of your heart.
I want John Cusack holding a boombox outside my window. I wanna ride off on a lawnmower with Patrick Dempsey. I want Jake from Sixteen Candles waiting outside the church for me. I want Judd Nelson thrusting his fist into the air because he knows he got me. Just once I want my life to be like an 80's movie, preferably one with a really awesome musical number for no apparent reason. But no, no, John Hughes did not direct my life.