December 21, 2012

• Careful with your heart

  

  Because that’s what you do when you’re in love, you fucking stick it out.

  
  

  I thought you were serious, but then I got played.

  
  

  Sometimes in life, you need lust. You need the adrenaline rush of knowing that this is not forever, and you’re not committed to anything.

  
  

  I know you’re sorry, I just don’t know if that’s good enough.

  
  

  I’m going to set you free because I don’t deserve you…I deserve better.

  
  

  Life is funny. It’s funny how the simplest things can knock us off our feet – the perfect gust of wind, driving down country roads with the windows down, seeing someone you love smile, being where you feel right, skinny dipping at midnight while the moon shines, letters from old friends…and yet these simple things, remind us why we live.

  
  

  I hate how you sit there and act like you know me. Let’s get this straight – you used to know me, and you remember what happened with that situation? See, that girl you used to know…she left. Just like you did.

  
  

  Because of you, I removed “promise” from my vocabulary.

  
  

  Laugh as much as you breathe, love as long as you live.

  
  

  When you find peace within yourself, you can become the type of person who can live at peace with others.

  
  

  Life isn’t as magical here, and you’re not the only one who feels like you don’t belong, or that it’s better somewhere else…but there are things worth living for. And the best part is you never know what’s going to happen next.

  
  

  Don’t waste your time worrying about boys. Boys will come and go. Don’t waste your time caring about the people don’t like you. Chances are you don’t like them either. Don’t waste your time worrying if people are talking about people. You affected their lives; they didn’t affect yours. Waste your time with your friends. Live for the moment, laugh oftern. Be immature, do anything an everything. If it’s something you’ll regret in the morning, sleep late and when you wake up, laugh about it with your friends because your friends are what matter most. When you have your friends, you have everything.

  
  

  I’m lonely. Why do you think I had to learn to act so independent? I also get mad too quickly, and I hog the covers, and my second toe is longer than my big one. My hair has it’s own zip code. Plus, I get certifiably crazy when I’ve got PMS. You don’t love someone because they’re perfect. You love them in spite of the fact that they’re not.

  
  

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