woensdag 29 december 2010
Do you ever sit and think… What if? What if you never said the first hello? What if our paths never crossed? What if you kept your mouth shut and just let things pass, or what if you would have said just one more thing? What if you had five more minutes? What if you could turn back time or make it all just stand still? What if you could say I love you one more time or never had said it at all? Where would your life be?
Sometimes when life goes downhill and things get crazy, it freaks us out a little and makes us feel like we’re losing grip on something that’s really important - a part of ourselves, our lives and that scares us even more, so we try really hard to hold on tight to whatever we think we’re losing and sometimes, we hold on a little too hard.
One of the best feelings in life is rediscovering a song you once used to love. With hearing this song you instantly feel the same exact emotions you once felt every time you played it. You even kind of get a flashback and see yourself sitting in your room singing along to this song on replay for hours, and it’s only then when you start to wonder how you could possibly forget about this song. How you could ever grow apart from something you used to cherish so much.
The words between us were silenced months ago. Isn’t it strange how that happens? You can really care about someone unconditionally, put all of yourself into a friendship that leaves you bruised and raw, yet you persisted and stay for a long time until one day, it is gone. We didn’t last forever and we won’t ever stumble into one another again. But we gave an undenial effort. A painstaking lesson in what it means to give someone everything and expect nothing in return.
Do you ever get that feeling where you don’t want to talk to anybody? You don’t want to smile and you don’t want to fake being happy. But at the same time you don’t know exactly what’s wrong either. There isn’t a way to explain it to someone who doesn’t already understand. If you could want anything in the world it would be to be alone. People have stopped being comforting and being alone never was. At least when you’re alone no one will constantly ask you what is wrong and there isn’t anyone who won’t take ‘I don’t know’ for an answer. You feel the way you do just because. You hope the feeling will pass soon and that you will be able to be yourself again, but until then all you can do is wait.
All I know is, no matter how much people hurt you, no matter how much you wanna give up, and no matter how often the sun does not shine, you just need to keep going. Because for all the hurt that one person gives you, there are 10 others who care. For all the things that make you wanna give up, there are so many things out there that are worth living for. And for all the days that seem cloudy and dark, just know that the sun is there, just waiting on its chance to shine.
It’s the worst feeling in the world to love and hate someone all at the same time. And it’s hard to watch things change when all you want is for them to stay the same. It’s funny but stupid how you want everything and nothing at the same time. It’s crazy when you want to let go, but you keep holding on. And when you want to move on, but you’re stuck right where you started. When feelings come and go and you can’t decide what you want. When you have so many things to say but you don’t know where to start. When you want them in your life so bad, but all you can do is push them farther and farther away. It’s so hard to think back to how things used to be and look at it now and realize that things are different and they may never be the same. You tell yourself it’s not worth it, but if it really didn’t matter, you wouldn’t spend so much time thinking about it.
Because the truth is, life isn’t meant to be easy. Life will always get you down. What you’ve got to do is, you’ve got to pick yourself up and see you deserve better. You don’t deserve to be living (barely living) like this. Stop looking to the past, because really, the past is shit and painful and looking back will only make things worse. You have to get up, and you have to look forward. Just keep moving forward, just keep going. And it’s okay to be sad; you just have to make sure the sadness doesn’t take over your life. You just have to keep moving forward until you’re happy again. And whoever gets you down, whoever makes you sad…fuck, get these people out of your life, right now.
I dont pretend to know what love is for everyone, but i can tell you what it is for me. Love is knowing all about someone, and 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.
One big unicorn, strong and free, thought he was happy as he could be.
Then three little kittens came around and turned his whole life upside down.
They made him laugh, they made him cry.
He never should have said Goodbye,
and now he knows he can never part
from those three little kittens that changed his heart.
Then three little kittens came around and turned his whole life upside down.
They made him laugh, they made him cry.
He never should have said Goodbye,
and now he knows he can never part
from those three little kittens that changed his heart.
I wish to turn back time, back to when life was simple. When I was happy, when you were in love with me. I can't get over your smile. I can't move on because I still don't understand how I could have lost you. I can't accept the fact that it's over, that you don't care for me anymore. I am so utterly desperate for another chance, but you've completely given up on us. Lost hope. What happened? You said you'd fight for us, but here I am, alone.
dinsdag 28 december 2010
The things about life that I've learned is that you're going to get hurt. You're going to have emotional nights & cry yourself to sleep for hours. You're going to suffer some kind of heartbreak, some kind of loss. But you will also have those moments where you heal. Those moments are the best. You feel like you smile for the first time again. You feel like you're alive again. Life just kind of restarts.
zaterdag 25 december 2010
People ask me who i am. the answer?
i don't really know. a few years ago,
i would have said i was a girl who
loved life.A few months ago, i would
have said i was a girl who loved a boy
with everything she had. now, i guess
you could say i've been through a lot
and i've been broken in too many places
and too many ways. i guess you could say
i'm just trying to find my place.
i don't really know. a few years ago,
i would have said i was a girl who
loved life.A few months ago, i would
have said i was a girl who loved a boy
with everything she had. now, i guess
you could say i've been through a lot
and i've been broken in too many places
and too many ways. i guess you could say
i'm just trying to find my place.
The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them - words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they're brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you've said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That's the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller, but for want of an understanding ear.
To let go isn’t to forget, not think about, or ignore. It doesn’t leave feelings of anger, jealousy, or regret. Letting go isn’t winning, & it isn’t losing. It’s not about pride, & it’s not about how you appear, & it’s not obsessing or dwelling on the past. Letting go isn’t blocking memories or thinking sad thoughts, & doesn’t leave emptiness, hurt, or sadness. It’s not giving in or giving up. Letting go isn’t about loss, & it’s not defeat. To let go is to cherish memories, & overcome and move on. It’s having an open mind & confidence in the future. Letting go is accepting. It’s learning & experiencing & growing. To let go is to be thankful for the experiences that made you laugh, made you cry, & made you grow. It’s about all that you have, all that you had, & all that you will soon again. Letting go is having the courage to accept change, & the strength to keep moving. Letting go is growing up. It’s realizing that the heart can sometimes be the most potent remedy. To let go is to open a door, & to clear a path, & to set you free.
I'm sick of the constant rollarcoaster ride of emotions
you put me through from literally the moment we became friends.
From the first day we met, I knew I was going to like you.
And since then we've been through alot.
I've done things for you, but you've returned the favors.
We've talked about so much,
and you've made me feel like I'm at my absolute best
and at times, my absolute worst.
With you, I don't even know what to think anymore.
We'll talk nonstop for a few days and then you just stop.
I gets so confused but a few days later, you start right back up again.
It's literally the most confusing relationship I've ever had
with another person and to this day on, a year after I met you,
I still just don't know what to do.
you put me through from literally the moment we became friends.
From the first day we met, I knew I was going to like you.
And since then we've been through alot.
I've done things for you, but you've returned the favors.
We've talked about so much,
and you've made me feel like I'm at my absolute best
and at times, my absolute worst.
With you, I don't even know what to think anymore.
We'll talk nonstop for a few days and then you just stop.
I gets so confused but a few days later, you start right back up again.
It's literally the most confusing relationship I've ever had
with another person and to this day on, a year after I met you,
I still just don't know what to do.
I really enjoy spending time with you, even if we're just going to be sitting around and talking about nothing. There are a million things I love about you, like your nose or the way you smile, the way you look me in the eye, too. And I just get the greatest feeling when I make you laugh. I feel as if my company makes you happy and that's what I wish for you. For you to be happy. And when I see you laugh at my clumsy ways, it just makes me want to spend the rest of my life with you so I can see that smile on your face.
If you are going to fall in love with me, it’s only fair that you know what you are falling in love with. You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession, my tendency to be too clingy. You fall in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams, and how I’m a hopeless romantic at heart. If you fall in love with me, you fall in love with my self-hate and all my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me. But, you are also falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when I’m with you, the way I’ll text you in the mornings just telling you I hope you have a great day. You’re falling in love with the occasionally humourous and/or thought-provoking things I say, and the way I blush when people ask me about you. But to me, the most important thing will be that you are falling in love with me, despite my thinking that it is impossible.
The battle of head versus heart is excruciating.
Which is the right one to follow?
My head which is trying to protect my heart?
Or my heart, my heart that is falling hopelessly..
leading me into a dead end..
walking me head first into a brick wall?
I wish I could say my vision is blurry - that I`m blinded,
but I can see so clearly it scares me.
I see the part of me that just can`t walk the other way,
that can`t tear my eyes off of him or
keep myself from trembling when he looks directly at me -
when he makes me feel like I`m the only person in a room.
Which is the right one to follow?
My head which is trying to protect my heart?
Or my heart, my heart that is falling hopelessly..
leading me into a dead end..
walking me head first into a brick wall?
I wish I could say my vision is blurry - that I`m blinded,
but I can see so clearly it scares me.
I see the part of me that just can`t walk the other way,
that can`t tear my eyes off of him or
keep myself from trembling when he looks directly at me -
when he makes me feel like I`m the only person in a room.
And she saves his voicemail,
so whenever she's lonely,
she can hear his voice.
Missing you isn't the problem,
it's wondering if you'll ever come back that's killing me.
I’m shutting my doors and putting my walls back up.
I’m closing my curtains and removing the welcome mat.
I’m blocking everything out again,
because it’s so much easier than feeling something.
You didn't love her. You just didn't want to be alone.
Or maybe, maybe she was just good for your ego.
Or, or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life,
but you didn't love her, because
you don't destroy people you love.
so whenever she's lonely,
she can hear his voice.
Missing you isn't the problem,
it's wondering if you'll ever come back that's killing me.
I’m shutting my doors and putting my walls back up.
I’m closing my curtains and removing the welcome mat.
I’m blocking everything out again,
because it’s so much easier than feeling something.
You didn't love her. You just didn't want to be alone.
Or maybe, maybe she was just good for your ego.
Or, or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life,
but you didn't love her, because
you don't destroy people you love.
vrijdag 24 december 2010
It's funny how when you're little your view of love was so simple. You knew exactly what you wanted. Then as you get older your view changes, and you wanna know why? Because you start settling for shit. Instead of keeping in mind what you wanted all along, you let a couple of assholes lead you to believe they're all the same and you settle for someone who's not everything you ever wanted
My feelings just changed. I had been waiting for you to realize you couldn't go another day without me. I had played out every excuse you could have had for putting all that time between us. Missing you had become second nature to me. And somewhere in the last year, when I never got that phone call, and you never showed up at my window, and we never ran into each other, I just stopped feeling like I needed you so much.
Some people don't want to be saved. Because saving means changing and changing is always harder than staying the same. It takes courage to face yourself in the mirror and look beyond the reflection. To find the you that you should have been. The you who got derailed by cruel childhood events. Events that took your life's natural trajectory and twisted it. Changing it into something unimaginable or even incredible
There are some people who meet that somebody that they can never stop loving, no matter how hard they try. I wouldn’t expect you to understand that or even believe it, but trust me, there are some loves that don’t go away. And maybe that makes them crazy, but we all should be lucky enough to end up with somebody who has a little of that insanity, someone who never lets go, someone who cherishes you forever."
for the first time in my life, i know the true meaning of "breakdown". you always hear people say, "oh i'm having a breakdown" but it's different than that. it's when something so small, so ridiculously unimportant, sets you off and you snap. you feel it inside of you and you try to hold it back. you don't need people asking questions, but someone will make a joke at your expense or playfully slap your shoulder and you lose it. you almost hate them for what you've said or done but maybe that's not why maybe you hate them simply because they're happy.
I don't know what to say anymore. My mind runs blank every time I open up the page where I used to spill my heart. I used to have so much to say, now I can barely write a sentence. It's you. You have the affect on me. You walked into my life, and I can't find a place for you just yet. I'm lost for words, yet my heart is screaming with the things I want to say to you.
"What do you really want?" I asked him impatiently. "You, I want you," he replied. I wasn't buying it. I turned to walk away, when he stopped me. "I want that part of you that gets excited when you hear the ice cream truck. The part that cries when old people die in movies. The part that cares about much more than what she wears. The part where she can totally be herself. The part that when I look at her, I only see her. The part where she could never give up a stuffed animal, because she'll feel bad for it. The part where she wants me, too. That's what I really want."
"May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art -- write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself."
woensdag 22 december 2010
dinsdag 21 december 2010
This is life. people will screw you over. you'll fight with your family. you'll witness things that'll change you forever. you'll blame new lovers for things old lovers did. you'll lose best friends you thought would always be there. you'll come to realize that everyone has a past. you'll cry, you'll laugh, and you'll embarrass yourself. but then, you'll find your very own moment where none of that matters. where you can sit back and realize that shit happens to the people who can handle it and that this is who you are, and no one should want to change you, including yourself. And if someone can't accept that, they should just leave...
maandag 20 december 2010
You're gonna fly with every dream you chase. You're gonna cry, but know that that's okay. Sometimes life's not fair, but if you hang in there, you're gonna see that sometimes bad is good. We just have to believe things will work out like they should. Life has no guarantees, but always loved by me, you're gonna be okay
Sometimes late at night I think about all the things that have been, all the things that havent been and all the things yet to be. If my heart could explode into a billion tiny pieces and scatter themselves all over the world. If I could live on sunlight and the city sounds and fall asleep in those thousands of lighted windows. I wonder if this world will ever make sense to me, if I will ever truly understand anything…and if there’s really anything to understand at all
Everything I think of you changes constantly. I love you, I hate you, I need you, I want you, I am so much better off without you, you don’t deserve me, you’re everything to me. There are times I think I can get over you and times when I know I can’t. There are times I flirt with other guys, and think maybe something could even blossom there because that guy could love me back. But all my fantasies involving that guy just entail you watching us together; you realizing that I am everything you ever dreamed of and then my imagination breaks away from all my self control and I imagine you and I together, just like always.
"Sometimes I hope we’re still friends when I get married. I hope that I’ll invite you to my wedding and you’ll come. Then you’ll see me as the happiest girl in the world. You’ll see me with a guy who treats me right and loves me more than himself. You’ll see all you could’ve had and you’ll regret letting me go, but the thing I want you to see the most is that I survived without you
Someone will always catch you when you fall, and it won’t be who you thought it would be. The people that love you most might watch you fall, wait, and congratulate you when you find your own way back up. This doesn’t mean they love you less. They just know you’re stronger than you give yourself credit for."
"I have never been strong enough to stay. People say that walking away is the hardest thing to do, but it isn’t. Staying, even when you know it will break your heart, is the hardest thing. Staying right where you are, waiting for your entire world to be ripped into pieces is much harder than walking away and starting a new one."
"I wish you would just show up on my doorstep. Not with anything special, just you. And when I’d open the door you’d smile and while I’m trying to figure out what the hell you’re doing here you’d tell me how hard the past months have been, how much you’ve thought about me, how much you regretted everything. And then you’d take me into your arms and ask me to forgive you and I would without hesitation. Then you’d grab my face and kiss me the way you used to and everything would be perfect again
"I know that we won't ever really be close again, and that hurts more than you know. But all I can really ask for right now is for you to be a decent person. Maybe even a decent friend. Because I need something, anything. I just need some ounce of hope that things will look up again for us, that we haven't lost anything. Because right now, all I have are memories, which hurt to remember, knowing I won't ever have them back. I wonder if you know how much this hurts for me, to go each day without you, to see you not care. And there are moments, when I think that maybe this day will be different, and maybe things are turning around, but those are just moments that fade away quickly. And I know that in the long run that you'll never be here. You will never be here for me again and that hurts because no matter what, I have and will always be there for you."
Sometimes, people really do feel like they don't want to exist, like they want to curl up in a ball and hide from everyone else. They feel like life is caving in on them and they want to just go somewhere else and not feel anything at all. And I don't think there's anything wrong with that. And if you don't know how it feels to feel this way, then you have no place to judge anyone who does."
"She wouldn’t care if you called her and woke her up just to talk at two in the morning. She loves arguing, and she’s good at it. Scary movies make her paranoid. She hates it when people don’t call her back. She envies every couple she sees walking around showing their happiness. She only wants to be happy and lately all she thinks about is you."
"Sometimes, there are things in our life that aren’t meant to stay. Sometimes, change may not be what we want. Sometimes, change is exactly what we need. and sometimes, saying goodbye is the hardest thing you think you’ll ever have to do, but sometimes, saying hello again is the thing that breaks you down and makes you more vulnerable than you ever thought possible. Sometimes, change is too much to bear. But most of the time, change is the only thing saving your life."
"i know what its like to be so mad, you go into this blind rage where you don't remember what you say or do. i know what its like to be so heartbroken, you can't even look at yourself in the mirror without bursting into tears. i know what its like to have so many bad things happen to you, you start to lose faith in everything. however, i also know the times of pure joy and happiness. and if i can just keep set on those, i know i'll make it through all the hard times. and maybe, just maybe, i'll be able to find the faith i'd thought i lost forever."
"this is for the ones that didn't get the happy ending that they were so sure they had. for those who had the world. the ones so carelessly left behind, broken, forgotten, replaced. this is for the girls waiting on something, anything more what they've been left with. someone to hold, someone to love, a reason to live. this is for you."
"she's deeper than you think she is. she has secrets of her own, little secrets no one must know, but all you see is the outer image, the genuine smile and funky flip flops. she smiles because that's who she is, but there is pain, and hurt, you just can't see it. you see what she wants you to see, you'll never know the truth. she's scared that you will judge her, but even if you don't make a sound, you won't ever see the things that bring her down."
"she’s the girl that believes that what comes around goes around. the one that hopes for a better day. the one that won’t give up on you. she’s the girl that’s unlike the rest. the one that spent her days smiling, and her nights crying. she’s the girl that would love to be loved. the one that looks so damn strong, but feels so weak. she’s the girl that picks herself up every time she falls. "
"this is for all the girls who have stayed up crying over a boy. who can't go to sleep because they have to many flashbacks going in through their heads. this is for the girls who scarred there arms for the first time over a boy. for the girls who waited hours for a call and text they never got. this is for the girls who watched their boyfriends cheat and flirt with other girls. this is for the girls who gave everything to a guy and he threw it all away. this is for the girls who believed every little lie, cared too much & fell in love with that boy while being blinded by love. this is for the girls who are sittting in bed crying right now with their hearts shattered in their hands or lost at sea waiting to return. this is for the girls who lost all control over a guy & can't seem to return back to normal. this is for all the girls who have cried up an ocean over a boy & would swim it just to see that guy smile one more time. that guy that they can't get over, no matter how much they try."
tried so hard to dig myself out but I was in too big a hole to escape now. The funny thing is, it's like you alwaysbadly. There's always this instinctive gut-feeling telling you to stop now, save yourself before you fall too far in to make it out alive. But you never listen. We never listen. We're too content with the way things are going, convinced that everything is finally turning out right and happily ever after is just around the corner. But it's not. It's that belief; that's how we get stuck, broken, alone.
The sad part is.. you're still on my mind, all day long. Everything reminds me of you, and it's so hard not to look at you when we pass by in the hallway. I'm only trying to show you that I don't care, when I care more about you than I care about myself. I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you. I'm sorry you don't like me anymore, but why can't you just tell me you don't? Is it that, you don't want to hurt me or something? Cause that ship has sailed. You know for a fact you have because you admitted you hurt me. Stop hurting me.
I've been trying so hard to move on. I've kissed, hugged and flirted with other guys. But it just doesn't do any good, in fact its just making this situation more heart breaking. Every time I'm with another boy, I'm just reminded of how much better you are than them and how i would never be able to replace you.
zondag 19 december 2010
I'm scared to move on because I'm worried that the second I'm happy with someone else, you'll pop up and ruin it. Ruin it by telling me that you want me, and that you're sorry, and that you like me "kinda a lot," and that you miss me "kinda a lot." I'm worried that I'll get so confused because I'll be so happy with him, but of course I'll still want you, and that will make me start crying all the time, end up losing the best relationship I ever had, just to have you get bored again and move onto some trashy girl. The worst part about all of this? I can see you doing it, because you want me hooked, you want me as an option, even if it is an option you'll never take."
"Congratulations, you won. I have finally stopped trying. You are out of my life. Probably forever. But just remember, that when you realize that you lost your best friend, it was your fault. Don't you dare try and pin this on me. I have done my fair share of messing up, but this one, it's not my fault whatsoever."
I feel like I have to be..perfect.. The perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect friend. I feel like it's so easy for everyone else, and I don't get what's wrong with me. I try so hard to be a normal, happy teenager but as hard as I try there's always some black rain cloud trying harder to knock those happy feelings out of me. My friend Glo, she's like me..Only younger, and cuter (ha, she'd kill me if she knew I said that) she's got a boyfriend Steven, who's a year younger than I am and could probably kill me just by blinking an eye, they're really good people. They listen and care when I'm upset, but they just don't know. I tend to like attention, even though I try really hard not to be an attention whore. Sometimes I feel like the line from OneRepublics song "secrets" "I need another story, something to get off my chest. My life gets kind of boring, need something that I can confess" though my life is generally never boring, and there's always plenty for me to confess. I try really hard not to though because I know that they have their own stuff to deal with no matter how many times they tell me that I'm retarded and they don't mind helping me, etc etc. I've decided I'm kind of like a poison, I know I look tempting because I'm cute (ackkkkk I hate admitting that I'm not completely tragic looking) but if you give me the chance to get close enough I'll probably end up ruining you. Even when I don't try to, I just do. But I can't do that to Glo, Glo has too much to live for and do. She's done too much for me to ever hurt her. For some unknown reason to me she likes me (I know, I think it's weird too) even though I'm generally a bitch to her. We have a good relationship, it's fun but it can be serious too. I would do anything for her and visa versa. As much as my ex broke me by leaving she helped put me back together. Whenever I felt the flicker of the old me coming out we kept it out. Or tried at least, she didn't let me stay in my shell of sadness but she also knew when to back off and leave me be. Even when I put on an act of happiness she can usually tell, and she usually makes me talk about it. I don't tell her that I love her a lot, but I do. I was scared to tell her I love her like I would love my little sister (if my parents had continued to reproduce after me) but I do, I don't say I love you because every time I do something bad happens and then I feel cursed, and I don't want that to happen to her. I want to protect her, but I usually do a shitty job of it but she doesn't care. She still stands by me. She has her own light. It's different from my light, she's different. She's hard to figure out, but I think that's part of her charm. Oh jeez, I stopped copying the note I wrote awhile ago, I've just been babbling since then. Oh well. It's kind of fun. So I think I'll continue. I'm going to see Paramore in 6 days with my friend Amanda, we've never spent a ton of time alone with no other friends around to talk to before so this should be interesting, but she's super nice so I'm sure it will be fun. I honestly couldn't believe my parents said yes. It's been a pretty good few days. Lets hope it continues
It wasn't easy, in fact it was really really hard. And at times I found myself wondering what the point of all this was. Why was I trying so hard when giving up would be so simple. Sure I had friends and I had family, but I didn't have you. I didn't see how much of a blessing my friends were to me until I had finally gotten back to the point where I could get out of bed every morning without feeling like I was going to have a mental breakdown, and I could finally see that even though I was trying so hard and I was fighting against them for you that they were still there, they didn't give up on me even when you did. They stayed with me through all my crying and freaking out and breakdowns and for that I owe them everything. I needed to learn that you weren't my everything, you aren't my everything. You really aren't even worth it to be my anything. You hurt me time and time again, mentally you broke me down every chance you got, that's not what I need in my life. I need friends, the people who pick me up and put me back together even when I don't want to. Even when I kick and scream and curse them out. Not you who at the first sign of trouble ran. Ran and pushed me away, well that's too bad isn't it? Because I'm better than that. I'm better than you and I'm better than fighting for someone who doesn't even care. And I realize that now. I realize that I don't need you to be happy. I never did, but I let myself believe I did because it was easier than facing reality. That I would be okay if you left. That I would be okay if you didn't come back for me. Once I realized that everything was a lot easier, it was easier to smile, and laugh, and not feel guilty about it. I had my fair share of problems in that relationship too, I played mind games on you and I pushed you away because I didn't want you to protect me, and now I know why. Because I knew you would eventually kick me to the curb without a second thought, so in a way I guess I was always protecting myself just a tiny bit from the crippling pain I knew you would eventually cause me. And yet I'm not bitter, I don't hate you, and I don't wish our time together didn't happen. I think it made me grow into a better more loving person, who cares about people. So I guess in a way I have you to thank for that. Because if you hadn't of left I wouldn't of known how strong I really was.
I guess Ignorance can only be your best friend for so long. And then you have to learn that ignorance will only get you so far. Only far enough for you to fail. Or fall. Or cry.
I guess Ignorance can only be your best friend for so long. And then you have to learn that ignorance will only get you so far. Only far enough for you to fail. Or fall. Or cry.
"If I could go anywhere in the world, I would chose the sky. But I wouldn't stop to mingle with the birds or race the jet planes or even catch a ride on a rocket. I'd just keep going, and maybe if I flew high enough, I would melt into the sun. And I would finally burn with the type of passion I've only ever dreamed of."
"and sometimes it feels like i'm the only fucking person on the face of the earth that doesn't know how to drop their feelings for someone on a dime. it seems like everybody I've ever met has fallen for someone that didn't feel the same, and then gone 'oh, oh well, i like someone else now'. what the hell makes me different, and some how inept at just not giving a shit?"
"People are always telling me to smile like smiling is going to take away all the pain and the hurt. Well I've tried that. I've tried hiding my sorrows and covering the sadness in my smile and what I've learned is when it hurts this much inside, your heart always has a way of showing it no matter how many masks you wear."
"sometimes i just miss that boy, the one who held my hand walking down the street, whose arms i laid in and never wanted to go away, the one who i talked to for hours and told pointless stories to, the one who knew everything about me and liked me anyway, the one who knew exactly what i was saying even if i didn’t and helped me when i had no clue what to do, the one who showed me what love was and what it was like to need someone there, the one who could only make me cry and hurt me like no other guy could, those eyes that said everything, that sense of sarcasm that was always there, the way even he couldn’t stop from falling in love, that even though we fought constantly and couldn’t stand each other we couldn’t leave each other sides. something is still there, something that never left me the day that boy broke my heart in two, something like your first love that wasn’t ready to end, something that makes your stomach flip at the brush of a hand or arm, something that makes it so much harder to know that he’s not yours anymore but hers, something that makes you want to hide away and cry all those tears because suddenly all of those memories come back and it hurts worse to know that it’s all out of control."
A best friend is someone who changes
your life just by being part of it. Someone
who makes you laugh until you can't stop.
Someone who makes you believe that there
really is good in the world. Someone who
walks in when the rest of the world walks
out. Someone that knows what you're saying
when you don't say a word. Someone you
can look to in a certain way and they know
exactly what you're thinking. Someone you
find hardest to say goodbye to. Someone
who knows all about you and loves you
anyway. Someone who would help you
through thick and thin. The first person you
go to when you need someone to talk to.
Someone you'll call to talk about nothing,
or the most important things in your life.
They're the shoulder you cry on because
you know that they really care about you.
Someone you would take a bullet for because
it would be too painful to watch them get hurt.
Someone that will risk their friendship with you,
just to make sure you’re safe and okay. Someone
you can always be around and never get sick of.
your life just by being part of it. Someone
who makes you laugh until you can't stop.
Someone who makes you believe that there
really is good in the world. Someone who
walks in when the rest of the world walks
out. Someone that knows what you're saying
when you don't say a word. Someone you
can look to in a certain way and they know
exactly what you're thinking. Someone you
find hardest to say goodbye to. Someone
who knows all about you and loves you
anyway. Someone who would help you
through thick and thin. The first person you
go to when you need someone to talk to.
Someone you'll call to talk about nothing,
or the most important things in your life.
They're the shoulder you cry on because
you know that they really care about you.
Someone you would take a bullet for because
it would be too painful to watch them get hurt.
Someone that will risk their friendship with you,
just to make sure you’re safe and okay. Someone
you can always be around and never get sick of.
i'm that girl who isn't afraid to dream, who dared to be herself, who laughs when nothings funny, who cries on the inside, who lives in the past, and dreams for tomorrow. i'm the girl who's not growing up. and i'm just fine with that. i've made mistakes in my life. i've let people take advantage of me, and accepted way less than i deserve. but, i've learned from my bad choices and, even though there are some things i can never get back and people who will never be sorry, i'll know better next time and i wont settle for anything less than i deserve"
You've taught me and showed me many things. You've taught me I can love, that people can care about me. Or so I thought....you showed me the feeling of being in someone’s arms when they mean the world to you. The feeling of compassion. So many wonderful things. Thank you for that. You've also showed me that people break promises, that people don't always hold true to their word. You've taught me that you can love someone more than anything in the world, yet hate them just as much. That just because someone says something, that doesn't mean it's true. You've showed me how bad it hurts to have the guy you love and thought loved you push you away and treat you as if you are worthless. You've showed me wonderful things just as well as horrible things. I do thank you for both. You've now prepared me for the harsh world I am entering of two-faced people. People who say they care, but don't always. Thank you for teaching me early.
donderdag 16 december 2010
zondag 12 december 2010
Have you ever noticed that the worst way to miss someone is when they are right beside you, and yet you can never have them…when the moment you can’t feel them under your fingertips you miss them? Have you ever wondered which hurts the most; saying something and wishing you had not, or and wishing you had? I guess the most important things are the hardest things to say.. Don’t be afraid to tell someone you love them. If you do, they might break your heart…but if you don’t you might break theirs. Have you ever decided not to become a couple because you were afraid of losing what you already had with that person? Your heart decides who it likes and who it doesn’t. You can’t tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own…when you least expect it, or even when you don’t want it to. Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had, but that other person was too afraid to let you? Too many of us stay walled because we are too afraid to care too much…for fear that the other person does not care as much, or at all. Have you ever loved someone and they had absolutely no idea whatsoever? Or fell for your best-friend in the entire world, and then sat around and watched him/her fall for someone else? Have you ever denied your feelings for someone because your fear of rejection was too hard to handle? We tell lies when we are afraid…afraid of what we don’t know, afraid of what others will think, afraid about what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie…the thing we fear grows stronger. Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. Don’t be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have, or could have had. No one waits forever..
I hate when a close friend and I drift apart. In the past, we would talk everyday about anything and everything for countless hours. Now the conversation dies before it even starts. I’m not sure what changed but things are different. We’re nothing more than just two simple strangers. We’re also going on our own separate ways and heading at different directions. If I’m lucky, maybe our paths will cross again one day, someday. Until then, I hope you know I miss you.
want a Cinderella Story, The Notebook Romance, A Walk To Remember true-to-death love. And to be completely honest, I want you and only you. I want to stop wishing for you at 11:11 because you’re already mine. I want to draw your name in hearts and not feel guilty. I want to stop sitting up at night praying to God to make you mine. I want to be with you, and only you. I want to text you day and night, I want to hug you and never let go, I want you to kiss me on the cheek, just to be spontaneous, I want to hold hands with you and show you off to the world. I want you, and only you.
I am just so sick and tired of this. I want to be alright without you. I want to be able to go a month, a week, a day, an hour without thinking of you. Without wondering why it is you don’t care at all anymore. I just am so sick and tired of needing you in my life, knowing that you only make me sad.
You know that feeling? When you’re just waiting. Waiting to get home, into your room, close the door, fall into bed, and just let everything out that you kept in all day. That feeling of both relief and desperation. Nothing is wrong. But nothing is right either. And you’re tired. Tired of everything, tired of nothing. And you just want someone to be there and tell you it’s okay. But no one’s going to be there. And you know you have to be strong for yourself, because no one can fix you. But you’re tired of waiting. Tired of having to be the one to fix yourself and everyone else. Tired of being strong. And for once, you just want it to be easy. To be simple. To be helped. To be saved. But you know you won’t be. But you’re still hoping. And you’re still wishing. And you’re still staying strong and fighting, with tears in your eyes. You’re fighting.
vrijdag 10 december 2010
B e l i e v e
I was always shy. The nervous type. The “uncool” one. They weird one. I wasn’t always in a crowd. I still am not. I was never cool. And I don’t want to be cool. I’m perfectly happy the way I am. Why be someone I’m not? Some people want to be cool so bad and I don’t understand why? Seriously, be yourself. But people tend to fake. That’s why there are a lot of fakers out there.
I was always shy. The nervous type. The “uncool” one. They weird one. I wasn’t always in a crowd. I still am not. I was never cool. And I don’t want to be cool. I’m perfectly happy the way I am. Why be someone I’m not? Some people want to be cool so bad and I don’t understand why? Seriously, be yourself. But people tend to fake. That’s why there are a lot of fakers out there.
life isn’t always easy, it’s full of tough decisions and heartache,
and things don’t always work out the way we hoped.
life just doesn’t come with guarantees. and while it’s true that sometimes,
by avoiding taking a chance on people, we can avoid some heartache,
we might also miss out on the best times of our life. don’t be afraid to love.
and things don’t always work out the way we hoped.
life just doesn’t come with guarantees. and while it’s true that sometimes,
by avoiding taking a chance on people, we can avoid some heartache,
we might also miss out on the best times of our life. don’t be afraid to love.
I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.
woensdag 8 december 2010
anything i needed this summer to change,
to become a new and different person.
I’ve learned that u can’t mess with people’s hearts;
that’s their life, their emotions that ure dealing with.
I’ve learned that it’s not all about me;
I can’t be indecisive and expect people to be there
for me only when i want them to be.
I’ve learned that to have good friends, u have to be a good friend.
I’ve learned that drama is drama, but u can’t start it
then expect people not to talk about u behind ur back.
U have to accept people and their faults because no one is perfect;
those that try with good intentions are worth ur time and effort.
Don’t underestimate the power of an apology, a prayer or even a smile.
People are in ur life for a reason so don’t ever regret something
if it once made u the happiest person in the world.
to become a new and different person.
I’ve learned that u can’t mess with people’s hearts;
that’s their life, their emotions that ure dealing with.
I’ve learned that it’s not all about me;
I can’t be indecisive and expect people to be there
for me only when i want them to be.
I’ve learned that to have good friends, u have to be a good friend.
I’ve learned that drama is drama, but u can’t start it
then expect people not to talk about u behind ur back.
U have to accept people and their faults because no one is perfect;
those that try with good intentions are worth ur time and effort.
Don’t underestimate the power of an apology, a prayer or even a smile.
People are in ur life for a reason so don’t ever regret something
if it once made u the happiest person in the world.
There is something between us but it's not real.
It's the past. It's a moment in time where we both were once.
A moment that meant a lot to us then, a time we've both often wished we could revisit,
but i think maybe that's only because our lives now aren't going the way we want them to,
not because we still have feelings for each other.
It's the past. It's a moment in time where we both were once.
A moment that meant a lot to us then, a time we've both often wished we could revisit,
but i think maybe that's only because our lives now aren't going the way we want them to,
not because we still have feelings for each other.
I'm the type of girl who will fall for a guy she barely knows.
Who will listen to a love song and see his face.
Who will look for him wherever she goes.
I'm the type of girl who doesn’t get over things easily.
Who will beat herself up when someone doesn’t love her back.
Who will cry herself to sleep cause she feels she’s not good enough.
But i’m also the type of girl who’s strong. Who can cry her eyes out,
then forbid them to come back the next morning.
Who will blast some old pop song and sing at the top of her lungs
because she feels like it. Who will be no one but herself.
Who will listen to a love song and see his face.
Who will look for him wherever she goes.
I'm the type of girl who doesn’t get over things easily.
Who will beat herself up when someone doesn’t love her back.
Who will cry herself to sleep cause she feels she’s not good enough.
But i’m also the type of girl who’s strong. Who can cry her eyes out,
then forbid them to come back the next morning.
Who will blast some old pop song and sing at the top of her lungs
because she feels like it. Who will be no one but herself.
Never change for someone. After u do, all they want u to do is change again. And as hard as it was to change the first time, to give up everything u knew and be half empty afterwards, it's always harder the second time. As soon as u find some solid ground and feel like things are getting better, u'll have to change again, because now they want u back the way u were before. But u know that things can never go back the way they were before, and u try and tell them, but they don't believe u. They will always want u to change after u do the first time. And no matter what, they won't ever change for u.
He didn't really do anything wrong to me. I mean yes i liked him more
than he obviously liked me, but the only thing he is truly guilty of is teasing me.
It's the cute texts, the long hugs, the way he makes me feel.
All he's guilty of is making me insanely happy and then taking that
away by dating other girls and never wanting to truly be with me.
I can't even blame him for it. It's my fault for falling so damn easily.
than he obviously liked me, but the only thing he is truly guilty of is teasing me.
It's the cute texts, the long hugs, the way he makes me feel.
All he's guilty of is making me insanely happy and then taking that
away by dating other girls and never wanting to truly be with me.
I can't even blame him for it. It's my fault for falling so damn easily.
Here’s to the girls, the ones that stayed up late hoping he'd text back
and made up lies pretending he was too busy just to make themselves feel better.
Here's to the ones that gave him their whole heart just to have it smashed.
The ones who couldn't even talk to their best friends about it because
it seemed stupid not to be over him yet
and made up lies pretending he was too busy just to make themselves feel better.
Here's to the ones that gave him their whole heart just to have it smashed.
The ones who couldn't even talk to their best friends about it because
it seemed stupid not to be over him yet
maandag 6 december 2010
zondag 5 december 2010
zaterdag 4 december 2010
I want to say
how much you mean to me,
but I don't know a word to describe it.
It's something special, that for sure.
Something I really love and I don't want to live without it.
It makes me feel happy.
I'm just glad,
only to know that someone will be there
who makes me laugh, who will cheer me up.
I know I'm lucky that you're my friend.
how much you mean to me,
but I don't know a word to describe it.
It's something special, that for sure.
Something I really love and I don't want to live without it.
It makes me feel happy.
I'm just glad,
only to know that someone will be there
who makes me laugh, who will cheer me up.
I know I'm lucky that you're my friend.
vrijdag 3 december 2010
If you are going to fall in love with me, it’s only fair that you know what you are falling in love with.
You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession, my tendency to be too clingy.You fall in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams,and how I’m a hopeless romantic at heart.If you fall in love with me, you fall in love with my self-hate and all my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me. But, you are also falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when I’m with you, the way I’ll text you in the mornings just telling you I hope you have a great day. You’re falling in love with the occasionally humorous and/or thought-provoking things I say, and the way I blush when people ask me about you. But to me, the most important thing w ill be that you are falling in love with me, despite my thinking that it is impossible
You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession, my tendency to be too clingy.You fall in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams,and how I’m a hopeless romantic at heart.If you fall in love with me, you fall in love with my self-hate and all my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me. But, you are also falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when I’m with you, the way I’ll text you in the mornings just telling you I hope you have a great day. You’re falling in love with the occasionally humorous and/or thought-provoking things I say, and the way I blush when people ask me about you. But to me, the most important thing w ill be that you are falling in love with me, despite my thinking that it is impossible
He pulled her close and began to kiss her.
First her lips, then her cheek, and then her neck.
Her skin was like fire, as if she’d been lying in the sun for hours,
and when he kissed her lips again, he felt her fold her body into his.
He burried his hands in her hair, continuing to kiss her as he
slowly backed her against the wall of the workshop.
He loved her, he wanted her, and as they continued to kiss,
he could feel her arms moving over his back and shoulders.
Her touch was electric against his skin, her breath hot against his,
and he felt himself slipping away to a place governed only by his senses
First her lips, then her cheek, and then her neck.
Her skin was like fire, as if she’d been lying in the sun for hours,
and when he kissed her lips again, he felt her fold her body into his.
He burried his hands in her hair, continuing to kiss her as he
slowly backed her against the wall of the workshop.
He loved her, he wanted her, and as they continued to kiss,
he could feel her arms moving over his back and shoulders.
Her touch was electric against his skin, her breath hot against his,
and he felt himself slipping away to a place governed only by his senses
I am incredibly awkward and negative. I get attached easily, and i hold on for too long.
I don't like opening up to people. Most five year old children can express their feelings better than me.
I hide behind my fake smiles. I'm probably one of the most difficult people you will ever meet, but i can be sweet. I'm a great listener. I'll guard ur secrets with my life. I will never judge u based on ur mistakes, and i'll love u as much as i can. I can be, if u let me
I don't like opening up to people. Most five year old children can express their feelings better than me.
I hide behind my fake smiles. I'm probably one of the most difficult people you will ever meet, but i can be sweet. I'm a great listener. I'll guard ur secrets with my life. I will never judge u based on ur mistakes, and i'll love u as much as i can. I can be, if u let me
I'll admit. I'm scared. I don't want to be alone. I don't want to grow old by myself... but I'm too afraid to let anyone get close to me. I cowardly run away once anything feels too real or too hard. I don't blame anyone, but myself for being this way. After many failed relationships, almost lovers, heart breaks, and disappoinments, I built this wall, a wall of unbreakable material, around my heart. I'm the girl that falls for the jackass equipped with the cheesy pick-up lines. The jackass who says what he thinks I want to hear. I fall for the bullshit, the lies, and the excuses. I wish I didn't, but I do. It's unfortunate that I no longer believe in fairy tales or happy endings and that I have little faith in real genuine love. I know love is real. I've felt it. Not that puppy-love-one-week-as-a-couple-junior-high kind of love, but that can't-eat-can't-sleep-crazy-breathtaking kind of love. It's real and something worth living for. I hope that someday I'll stop shielding myself from love.
You can't blame me for trying. I've gone through seasons waiting for you
with nothing changing but the weather, and I want to say and show you that I'm ok being alone.
But even if I said it, I wouldn't mean it. To be quite honest, the only thing getting me through
these days is the false hope that things are going to be okay, that they're going to get better.
But without you, I'm never okay.
with nothing changing but the weather, and I want to say and show you that I'm ok being alone.
But even if I said it, I wouldn't mean it. To be quite honest, the only thing getting me through
these days is the false hope that things are going to be okay, that they're going to get better.
But without you, I'm never okay.
Nothing is the same anymore.
The looks aren't the same, the bond is not the same.
Nothing is the same. I know we've fought to stay strong for a while,
but sometimes I feel that being strong would mean letting go.
So maybe one day, we won't pretend anymore. So maybe one day, it will be okay again.
That's all I want. I don't care what it takes, I just want to be okay again.
The looks aren't the same, the bond is not the same.
Nothing is the same. I know we've fought to stay strong for a while,
but sometimes I feel that being strong would mean letting go.
So maybe one day, we won't pretend anymore. So maybe one day, it will be okay again.
That's all I want. I don't care what it takes, I just want to be okay again.
I know a lot of people know who he is,
but I also know there are not that many who got to see the side of the guy that I did.
And that guy, well, I'll never forget him. Not ever. I've learned so much about life and
emotion from knowing him and I wouldn't change a thing about it, including the ending.
Your heart needs to go through some bumps like these once in a while.
Besides, he has made a monumental impact on me and on my life in these past few months.
I know no matter how many years go by; my stomach will always do a little flip whenever I see that face
but I also know there are not that many who got to see the side of the guy that I did.
And that guy, well, I'll never forget him. Not ever. I've learned so much about life and
emotion from knowing him and I wouldn't change a thing about it, including the ending.
Your heart needs to go through some bumps like these once in a while.
Besides, he has made a monumental impact on me and on my life in these past few months.
I know no matter how many years go by; my stomach will always do a little flip whenever I see that face
As you know, I'm not good at goodbyes but I guess that's what this is,
a real one this time, cause as much as I thought I wanted us to be together,
I guess what I want more is to be the one of those people who lives every moment
of his life without indecision and without regrets, someone who dares to disturb the
universe without a thought to the consequences, and you're not one of those people, at least not yet. Maybe you'll prove me wrong about that one day, hope you do, but who knows?
Maybe people can't change. Maybe we're doomed to repeat the same mistakes over and over again,
no matter how hard we try. I always hope for a happy ending, how crazy is that.. Take care of yourself..
a real one this time, cause as much as I thought I wanted us to be together,
I guess what I want more is to be the one of those people who lives every moment
of his life without indecision and without regrets, someone who dares to disturb the
universe without a thought to the consequences, and you're not one of those people, at least not yet. Maybe you'll prove me wrong about that one day, hope you do, but who knows?
Maybe people can't change. Maybe we're doomed to repeat the same mistakes over and over again,
no matter how hard we try. I always hope for a happy ending, how crazy is that.. Take care of yourself..
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