I saw you today. I actually looked at you. Not at what you look like, but who you actually are. I realized two things while doing this; you’ve changed, and I’ll never get the you that I love back.

Everything I touch I break, I ruin it. That why I don’t want to be with you. I don’t want to be the girl that destroyed you.

High school changes people so much. You find the sweet ones are the total bitches, the prude ones are the new sluts, the albino ones had some fun rolling around in nacho cheese and the lost ones are the ones that live being high.

It seems like the more people I date the easier it is to know when someone’s lying.

You win some, you lose some, and some get rained out. But you have to suit up for them all.

People compliment me and tell me “what I want to hear”. But let me tell you, it’s not what I want to hear. I’m not beautiful and nice and the greatest girl you’ve ever met all the time. I can’t be perfect, so stop telling me bullshit.

I heard you’re a player, so let’s play a game.

You either want me for one of two reasons: you genuinely like me, or I’m nothing more than a hook up. I’m leaning towards the second one.

Being lonely is kind of like a bruise that never goes away. You can always feel it even if others can’t see it.

I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on. And it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way they handle these three things. A rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn and there’s so much more to come. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

And time taught us that the best way not to get your heart broken, was to pretend you didn’t have one.

Don’t you worry your pretty little mind; people throw rocks at things that shine.

And I’m still in love with the person I thought you were all along.

There comes a point when you have got to stop relying on other people to make you feel okay. You’ve got to stop saying, “I need you.” You’ve got to stop feeling like you can’t live without someone, because guess what? You can. There is no one in this world who knows how to pick you up better than yourself. Sometimes there won’t be someone who can fix you when you’re breaking. Sometimes you’re just alone, and you know what? That’s good. Because if you don’t know how to fix yourself when you’re broken, you won’t get anywhere. It’ll seem like the worst thing in the world at first, but I promise you if you don’t run to anybody, if you just give yourself a chance, you’d be surprised what you can accomplish.

What do I do now that you’re gone? No backup plan, no second chance & no one else to blame. All I can hear in the silence that remains are the words I couldn’t say.

When you finally realize you don’t matter at all to someone you begin to wonder if you matter to anyone.

I’ve been disappointed so many times not giving a fuck is almost a reflex.

Sometimes I think about the past and I fall apart inside.

Some things are worth the risk. Learn how to spot them.

And I love you for everything you’re not.

I don’t care if you are going to tell everyone about what I have done to you. But please, just don’t forget to tell them about what you did to me.

And sometimes someone can mean so much to you that not even the truth can change your mind.

It’s not because I don’t care. It’s because you don’t.

If one day you finally realize I haven’t spoken to you in a while, it’s not because I don’t care. It’s because you pushed me away, and left me there.

If you could read my mind, then I wonder what you’d think of yourself.

It’s hard when people ask, “What’s wrong?” And you don’t have an answer because the truth is, you don’t know.

If you want him to stop running, you have to stop chasing.

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