You can't make the same mistake twice. The second time you make it, it's no longer a mistake. It's a choice

And once again, you come back. But this time, it's too late. Too late for excuses, too late for promises, too late for everything.
And so, here we are. Talking to each other, without really saying anything. You're forgiven, and I'm giving up my right to hate you for hurting me, but it will never be the same again. No more best friend-hugs, no more long talks and stupid little fights. No more letting me down. You might have forgotten, but I will always remember

You're right. people do lie, and cheat, and stab you in the back. There will be people who use you, and don't love you, even though they say they do. But, you can't let that stop you from living because there are people out there who do love you, and would never hurt you. You have to find those people, and keep them in your life forever

I don't hate you
I'm just disappointed that you turned into everything you said you'd never be

It's crazy how you can go months, even years without talking to someone, but they still cross your mind, EVERY DAY

You can choose to blame your circumstances on fate or bad luck, or bad choices. OR, you can fight back. Things aren't always going to be fair in the real world. That's just the way it is. But, for the most part, you get what you give. The rest of your life is being shaped right now. With the dreams you chase, the choices you make and the person you decide to be. The rest of your life is a long time. And the rest of your life starts right now

My mind says "Who cares?"
But then my heart whispers
"You do, stupid"

You were never supposed to mean this much to me, and I was never supposed to fall so hard. But you know what? I did. You were my best friend, I trusted you. And it's true, that's what keeps me holding on, because it hurts like hell to let you go

People say hell is endless. They say it's our worst nightmare. The face of our darkness. Whatever it is, I say hell is empty, and all the devils are here

Tragedies happen. What are you going to do? Give up? Quit? No. I realize now that when your heart breaks, you gotta fight like hell, to make sure you're still alive. Because you are. And that pain you feel? That's life. The confusion and fear? That's there to remind you, that somewhere out there is something better
and that something is worth fighting for

"You'll get over it". It's the cliché that causes the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life forever. You don't get over it because 'it' is the person you loved. The pain stops, and there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not erased by anyone but death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no one else can fit. Why would I even want them to?

I love it when you text me first
because then I know that, even if it was just for one second, I've crossed your mind

Race, life's a race
And I'm gonna win
Yes, I'm gonna win
I'll light the fuse
And I'll never lose

And I choose to survive
Whatever it takes
You won't pull ahead
I'll keep up the pace
And I'll reveal my strength,
To the whole human race

Yes I am prepeared
To stay alive
I won't forgive
Vengeance is mine
And I won't give in
Because I choose to thrive

Yeah I'm gonna win !
-Musee

How we laughed, and how we smiled
and how the world was yours and mine
How no dream was out of reach
I stood by you, you stood by me
We took each day, and made it shine
we wrote our names across the sky
we ride so fast, we ride so free
I had you and you had me

Promise me you'll remember
please
remember me

Time
sometimes the time just slips away
and you're left with yesterday, left with the memories
I, I'll always think of you and smile
and be glad for all the times I had you with me
Goodbye, there's just no sadder word to say
we'll leave behind a life and time we'll never know again

though we go our separate ways
I won't forget, so don't forget
the memories we made

To my friend

I want you to know that I'm happy, even though you hurt me. And I want you to know that you're fake, and I hope that everyone will leave you, too. You were a waste of my time.

And still, I miss you, every single god damn day

Where you used to be, there's a hole in the world
which I find myself constantly walking around in daytime
and fallin' in at night
I miss you, like hell

Behind my smile is everyting you'll never understand

Life asked death: why do people love me, but hate you?
Death responded:
"Because you are a beautiful lie
  and I am a painful truth"

Don't say you miss me, when it's your fault I'm gone

I believe that we are who we choose to be. Nobody's going to come and save you, you've got to save yourself. Nobody's going to give you anything, you've got to go out and fight for it. Nobody knows what you want except for you, and nobody will be as sorry as you if you don't get it. So, never give up on your dreams

As great as we could have been, we weren't. There's no point in dwelling on what we could have had, 'cause it won't happen. You didn't waste your time
I did

Someone asked me if I knew you, and suddenly a million memories flashed through my mind.
And I whispered
"...Not anymore"

Goodbye may seem forever
farewell is like the end
but in my heart is a memory
and there, you'll always be

When that time of the year the tears don't stir up anymore, when you don't feel like the past is a gun and there's nowhere to run anymore, when it doesn't take every bone to not dial his number, just leave him alone - that's when you know it's over, that's when you know
you made it

The person who loves you the most will fight with you daily without any reason.
But whenever you're sad, that person will fight the world to end your sadness

Maybe things don't happen for a reason. Maybe we're just grasping for ways to make sense of the chaos around us. Maybe we're giving meaning to things that have no meaning. Maybe we're clinging to hope so hard that we forget about reality. What if we're wrong and nothing is meant to be? We're just lost souls wandering endlessly, desperately, seeking comfort from the notion that things will work out in the end, no matter what. What if we've tricked ourselves into believing that everything will be okay in the end, just so we don't have to face the reality that maybe it won't?

Fact is that lying is a necessity. We lie to ourselves because the truth freaking hurts. No matter how hard we try to ignore or deny it, eventually all the lies fall away, like it or not. But here is the truth about the truth - it hurts, so we lie.

Nobody can take away your pain. So don't let anyone take away your happiness

We all play the same game, just different strategies. & got the same problems, just different enemies.

Too positive to be doubtful, too optimistic to be fearful
and too determined to be defeated

Take the risk, forget the fall. If it's what you want, it's worth it all.

Not being perfect in every way doesn’t make you flawed, it makes you real.

The minute you start caring what other people think, is the minute you stop being yourself.

When someone walks out of your life, let them. There's no use in wasting your time on people that leave you. What you make of yourself and you future is no longer tied to them.

You know what I hate? Waiting. I hate waiting for anything. Waiting for a TV show, waiting for a text back, waiting for school to end, waiting for the bagel to come out of the toaster, waiting for anything. But the worst thing to wait for is you. I hate waiting for you to talk to me, I hate waiting for you to tell me you true feelings. I hate waiting, but I do it for you. Why? Because your worth it.