april 25.

Don't fear failure so much that you refuse to try new things. The saddest summary of a life contains three descriptions: could have, might have, and should have.

The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you.

Hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable. Wizard of Oz

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.

i think people can relate to this.

Maybe we like the pain. Maybe we're wired that way. Because without it, I don't know; maybe we just wouldn't feel real. What's that saying? Why do I keep hitting myself with a hammer? Because it feels so good when I stop.

Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion

And I quit. I give up. Nothing's good enough for anybody else it seems. When I'm by myself nobody else can say goodbye."

liars lie, lovers love.

I think the whole room could hear her heart shatter when she saw them happy together.

Find a great song, whether it's disco, or pop or punk, or whatever.
Just turn up your stereo as high as it goes and dance. And if you have to,
 keep dancing until you lose yourself, or until you find yourself again.

What went wrong? It was him not fighting for me. I gave him the ultimatum and he let me walk away.  I didn't want a life separate from him, and that's all he could give me. It's like he is driving a car and I just want to be in the passenger seat. He's locked the door and I have to hold onto the bumper. I am not even asking him to open the door for me, just leave it unlocked and say come in, but he didn't do that. So I am hanging on to the bumper and life goes on and the car goes on, and I get really badly bruised and I'm hitting potholes. And it hurts. It really hurts. So yesterday I had to let go of the bumper.  Because it hurts too much.

fuck you for giving up on me. and everything.

Dear heart, fall in love only when your ready not when your lonely

Dont you hate that?

somtimes being quiet is more powerful than any words at all.

The scariest thing about memories is thinking you're going to forget about them.

We cannot change our past. We can not change the fact that people act in a certain way. We can not change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude.

i wish i was a stronger person. i wish i was decisive. i wish i knew what i wanted. i wish my walls at least had windows

I can hide it well.

can you say correct?

stop the cycle.

some friends do need a good kick in the teeth or a good ass-whoopin to keep them inline, away from drugs and happy :) tough love does pay off.

We all have our time machines.... Some take us back they are called memories. Some take us forward, they are called dreams.

The secret isn't to find someone you love spending time with - I love spending time with a lot of people. The secret isn't to find someone that you find attractive - I find a lot of people attractive for many different reasons. The secret isn't to find someone who is nice - there are tons of nice people in the world. The secret is to find someone who wants exactly what you want. Someone who is ready to give you all they've got, and in turn be ready to accept all the love you have to give. The world is filled with people in relationship teeter-totters of "loves you more" & "I have to act mean so they will like me back" or "I am just not ready." Please do not waste any more of your precious time. You are an amazing creature. You deserve to be loved until your insides melt. Don't give up on all the things you want. When you meet the right person you will have zero doubt in your mind. Zero

The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen

The secret smiles, the awkward silences, the sideways glances; those days are gone. I get that. And you know what? I'm cool with it. But let me set a couple of things straight. First off, I don't know why I loved you. All I know is that I did. Maybe it wasn't true love, but it was the closest thing I've ever felt. And even though I didn't get my perfect happy ending, even though you chickened out and left me hanging like an idiot, I still believe you're a good person; and I wish you the best. Really, I do. So go out there and find whatever makes you happy. The memories are already starting to blur around the edges, but God knows I couldn't ever forget you completely. Do you understand what I'm saying here? I'm saying that whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, you are the reason I am who I am today. Oh God, I hope you know that. I hope you know that you were the most important person in my life for a very long time. You were the guy I thought about while listening to all those songs, the one guy who made me actually look forward to Mondays. You were the guy who could make or break me, who had my heart, but never bothered to do anything about it. But now your gone, and im living with that.

Don't you dare tell me nothing matters. Everything matters.
Every fucking drop of rain, every ray of sunlight, every wisp of cloud matters.
And they matter because I can see them and if I can see them, then they can see me, and I know that there's an entire world that cares out there, hiding behind a world that doesn't, afraid to show who it really is and with or without you, I will drag that world out of the dirt, and the blood and the muck until we live in it.

Sometimes i think i throw away happiness just because the opportunity is presented with someone else and all i want is happiness with you

I cry at weddings; hospitals make me nervous. I'm sarcastic to a fault, but it doesn't matter. I can be pretty mean; naive is my middle name, and I don't believe in perfect love, but it doesn't matter... he thinks it's cute.

The best feeling is knowing that i make you happy.

I think that the only reason why people hold onto
memories so tight, for so long is cause memories
are the only things that don’t change when everything else does.

"Promise me. That's all I want. Just a promise that you will never forget me. Tell me I changed you somehow. Let me know that I had an impact on your life. Promise me that you'll always remember me. Losing you was hard enough. But, I don't want to go on knowing I meant absolutely nothing to you."

Unsilent night 3=best day ever : )

(this isnt a picture of it above, but it just sparked my memory)

Some can be excluded..... haha : )

and dosent this bring up some memorys ; )

I need to spend more time with my dad, i just realized he jumps at the opportunity for me just to have a quality conversation with him and sometimes i just blow him off. I can spend hours on the computer then walk out into the living room where he is sitting and i can hear him get off the leather couch so he can talk to me or see if i need anything, but usually i dont notice this and just turn around and walk right back into my room. Im not some cold blooded snake that dosent like my dad or actually wants to be rude and not spend time with him. I love my Dad, I need to try to spend time with him more. I need to create more memories that will last, that is my new goal  : )

When I look back on all these worries, I remember the story of the old man who on his deathbed who said that he had had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which had never happened.

All the lonely people, where do we all come from?

"The reason people find it so hard to be happy is because they see their past better than it actually was"

Dear John; I cant wait to see this movie

^^sweetest thing ever.

I've always wanted to be the girl who everyone notices when she walks into a room... Not necessarily because she's exceptionally gorgeous or brilliant or has a smile plastered on her face everywhere she goes - I want to be noticed for just being that girl. The one you can always count on. The one who is slightly mysterious but will share her secrets. The one who can get away with sitting a corner all by herself or being a complete social butterfly whenever she chooses. And the fact is, this girl is not noticed for wearing expensive clothing or having a great body or knowing a lot of well-liked people. She is simply noticed for her confidence, her beauty, her poise and being exactly who she is. I know it seems like this type of girl can only be found in a great finctional novel or film, but I want to believe - I need to believe - that this type of girl exists. I need to believe that someone can be noticed and loved for being who they want to be. I need to believe that this type of girl is real.

you could throw me into the ocean or
push me off the highest rooftop and still,
you would never be able to hurt me
as much as i am able to hurt me.

in the end, we will remember not the words
of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

for once in her life, she wants someone
to take a chance with her so she can show
them, she could really be worth it.