December 29, 2012

• You are beautiful, always

  

  It’s funny how someone can break your heart,but you still love them with all the little pieces.

  
  

  After all that’s said and done, I still think you’re amazing. I still cherish every moment I ever spent with you and every smile you brought to my face. I’ll forever be thankful that someone like you was brought into my life, even if it had to be taken away too soon. See, you were my miracle, you were my fairytale I got to live.

  
  

  No matter how painful your decision has been, as long as you can sleep well at night, it means you did the right thing.

  
  

  I hope your conscience eats at you and you can’t breathe without me.

  
  

  Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.

  
  

  Everyone is in such a hurry. People haven’t found meaning in their lives, so they’re running all the time looking for it. They think the next car, the next house, the next job. Then they find these things are empty too, & they keep running.

  
  

  I love books, by the way, way more than movies. Movies tell you what to think. A good book lets you choose a few thoughts for yourself. Movies show you the pink house. A good book tells you there’s a pink house and lets you paint some of the finishing touches, maybe choose the roof style,park your own car out front. My imagination has always topped anything a movie could come up with.

  
  

  I have a chance to do whatever the fuck I want with my life. Yet, I can’t seem to take any chances I get.

  
  

  What would the world be like if we all had the ability to feel that someone is missing us? Like when someone is 10,000 miles away from you and they miss you so much, to the point where you actually feel it inside you. Imagine: you could be sitting there, drinking a cup of hot chocolate, and then suddenly have the ability to realize, “Hey, someone out there really misses me right now.”

  
  

  You and I both know it can’t work. It’s all fun and games til someone gets hurt and I know I won’t let that be you.

  
  

  It doesn’t matter how he hurts you, with his hands or with his words. You don’t deserve it and it ain’t worth it; Take your heart and run.

  
  

  I hate being put in this position. I’m forcing myself to let go of the one person I need in my life. You’re the only thing that makes sense, but at the same time, the one thing that complicates me. I know that I’m better off without you, but I feel empty whenever I try to let go.

  
  

  • 5:17 pm
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