i realized that none of my great days
in life matter without you.
you're the one i want next to me
when my dreams come true.
you're the one i want next to me if they don't.
as long as i have you, nothing else matters.
I don’t pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me.
Love is knowing all about someone, & still
wanting to be them more than any other person.
Love is trusting them enough to tell them
everything about yourself, including the things you may be ashamed of.
Love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk in a room and smile at you.
- the oc
Most cynics are really crushed romantics:
they've been hurt, they're sensitive, and their cynicism is a shell that's protecting this tiny, dear part in them that's still alive
Before, my fear was being vulnerable.
The ability of another human being to possibly tear apart
your insides at any moment was enough to keep me running.
He, however, made my insides come alive,
my smile become permanent, laughter more frequent -
he took away my fear & gave me hope.
But more importantly, for the first time in my life,
instead of wanting to run,
he gave me every reason to stay.
"The whole world, myself included, seem to have one thing in common:
We're just a crowd of people who don't really fit in anywhere,
attempting to convince one another that we do."
~Andrew McMahon~
"I know you probably think I'm a horrid bitch from the planet Schizophrenia, but I"m honestly not trying to mess with your head. I"m just messing with my own head and i seem to have dragged you along for the ride. I think you're nice to me and that scares the fuck out of me. Because when a guy's a jerk or an asshole, it's easier because you know exactly where you stand. Since trust isn't an option, you don't have to get all freaked out about maybe having to trust him. Right now I am thinking about ten things at the same time, and at least four of those things have to do with you" (Norah 63).
Yeah, you still kiss me sometimes, but it's just on the cheek
You pull away so easily
And I still call you, but I get your machine
And if I'm lucky I guess, I get your roommate answering
But you're at the bar, or at Gene's
And we go to dinner, but you won't hold my hand
We sit at the same table, but we don't play with our feet
but we don't sneak a kiss
When the waitress turns around
And we still rent movies, but we don't share the couch
but you don't lay in my lap
And you even stay over, but now we stay in our clothes
I'm only there so that you're not alone
And you say that I hurt you, in a voice like a prayer
Yeah, well maybe I hurt you sometimes, but let's contrast and compare
Lift up your shirt, the wound isn't there
I guess that your truth, is just the ghost of your lies
Yeah, your kind of truth, darling, is just the ghost of your lies
I see through them all the time
So I'm pouring some whiskey, I'm gonna get drunk
I'm going to get really fucking drunk
That I pass out, forget your face, by the time I wake up.
“It’s cool. We can still be friends” -Bright Eyes
isn’t it amazing how much you can
keep bottled up inside of you?
and what’s even more amazing is
how you can just walk around
and no one would have any idea.
"you wanna know what scares me? the fact that you're starting to mean too much to me... and the fact that if i lost you at this point; it might acutallly hurt. so im just trying not to care; but you make that impossible"
love is when 12 people are calling your name,
and the only one you hear is his voice.
I can feel him inside of me. His scent, his memories, and I’m left tearing at my skin, in hopes to rip him away. He’s like a tattoo on bare bone.
-sdl
I think your purpose is to find someone
that makes you feel as if you have the
biggest purpose ever.
I'm at the point in my life where things are neither good or bad.
They could be better, but they could be worse
and I can't look at anything with a purely pessimistic or optimistic point of view.
It's that point in life where you just have to forge forward and hope for the best.
You keep your fingers crossed in hopes that someday
catching that happiness you tried so hard to hold in your grasp.
That's the thing about happiness, it is fleeting.
Like that firefly you try to capture and no matter how many times you waver,
try to clasp it in your hands, but it never wants to be kept.
Keep one foot in front of the other and move along,
because someday that firefly will find it's way back to you
Don't ever cry over someone who didn't make you worth their time.
Don't cry over someone who didn't appreciate you.
Cry and laugh with someone who cares about you,
and cry and laugh with someone who sees you as beautiful and flawed as you are.
Even as strangers, we all know what it feels like and it makes you wonder why the world judges everyone,
when in the end, we're not so different at all.
Sometimes, truth isn't good enough;
sometimes people deserve more.
Sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded.
-The Dark Knight
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