the world is a cruel place to be, but it's even more cold and cruel if you never really did what you wanted.
sometimes it feels like nobody gets me, trapped in a world where everyone hates me. there's so much that I'm going through - i wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you.
we think we know who we are, but we don't. not until something bad happens to us.
we tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.
memory is an abstract painting. it doesn't present things as how they are, but rather as how they feel. do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone, and do not be troubled about the future for it has not come. live in the present and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering
there's no need to rush. if something's meant to be, it'll happen. in the right time, with the right person, and for the best reason.
if you don't like something, move yourself to change it. if you can't change it, change the way you think about it.
everybody gets tired. everybody gets hurt. but not everybody gathers up the pieces of what is left and stand again. be one of those who stands up again, even if takes a longer time.
it is impossible to live without failing, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all - in which case, you fail by default.
someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
nothing's shatterproof. you can crash and burn and come back someone new. and that's what i learned from you.
it's not denial. i'm just selective about the reality i accept.
this life is what you make it.
not matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth.
but the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up.
this life is less than an infinitely divided fraction of a blink of an eye.
Life always offers you a second chance. Its called tomorrow. The past cannot be changed, forgotten,edited, or erased.It can only be accepted
the ones depressed don't dress in black. the ones who believe they're fat don't announce it. the ones scared don't scream. the ones struggling don't show their scars. the ones hurting the most are the ones hidden
i want something random, indescribable, beautiful, and unexpected.
i want to be caught off guard and swept impossibly too high off my feet. ♥
seriously... can he be any hotter? forever swoon.
the unassuming photo....sigh!
in a moment like this, you feel as if you are always missing something. or you could be pretending that you are missing something just to feel alive. alive and alone.
how do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad to make you make the call, that havin' no life at all is better than the life that you had? how do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go? how do you get that lonely and nobody knows?