February 11, 2013

• Hey I heard you were a wild one

  

  No one can hurt me anymore. In fact, no one can even come close because I just don’t care anymore. About anything. I wake up & don’t care what I wear. I don’t care what I do on the weekends. I just go through the motions. So I sure as hell don’t care what you do with your life anymore.

  
  

  There it goes again. That heavy feeling in your chest when you don’t feel any desire to speak or move. All you want to do is close your eyes and sleep, because the process of being broken is incredibly exhausting. You attempt your best to make your days fulfilling, but no matter how hard you try you can’t seem to connect to anyone or anything.

  
  

  I suffer in silence. I don’t cry in front of people. I can smile despite how bad things are. I will always put you before me. I leave my phone on at night just in case someone needs me. It’s because I love everyone else more than I could ever love myself. What can I say, I’m just a screw up with a good heart.

  
  

  I’m thinking that sometimes you just have to make the decision to be happy. Just realize that things aren’t ever what you hoped they’d be. Not ever. For anybody. The only thing that separates one kind of person from another is that there are some who stay angry about it and there are some who accept what comes their way.

  
  

  If he acts like you’re not worth his time maybe you’re not what he wants. You’re just a replacement for what he can’t have.

  
  

  Don’t depend on others for happiness. Be good with yourself. Be happy with yourself. You are the ultimate source of your own happiness.

  
  

  Love is when you look into someone’s eyes and suddenly you go all the way inside to their soul, and you both just know. Instantly.

  
  

  Why do we miss a person? It’s either because we realize that we never treasured the moments when they were always there and it left us wishing we could turn back time again. Or we were too happy with them, we enjoyed every single moment, that we became so used to the idea of having them around.

  
  

  Sometimes I wonder if maybe we’ll ever get back together, and then I realize that we’ll never really be over, in a way it hasn’t changed, but in some ways, it has, its not that we aren’t meant for each other, I think its just maybe we aren’t ready for forever.

  
  

  People say everything everything happens for a reason but it would be nice to know of the reasons why.

  
  

  Growing up is never easy. You hold on to things that were. You wonder what’s to come. But that night, I think we knew it was time to let go of what had been, and look ahead of what would be. Other days. New days. Days to come. The thing is, we didn’t have to hate each other for getting older. We just had to forgive ourselves for growing up.

  
  

  The best make up is a smile. The best jewelry is modesty. The best clothing is confidence.

  
  

  Just because someone broke your heart does not mean that someone else cannot repair it.

  
  

  I pushed you away because I knew that if you stayed, I could never turn you down. You are the most beautiful and most terrible things that’s ever happened to me, and you will always have my heart.

  
  

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