Sometimes it jus hurts a little too much to look back, move on, and leave it behind.




The best friends are the ones you don’t have to talk to everyday, who understand why you didn’t take their advice to not call him or why you keep going back to him after he breaks your heart, who listens when they’ve heard the same story a thousand times, the ones who call just to say hi, and whether you’re dancing on the table or passed out drunk, they’ll turn and say, hell yeah, that’s my best friend.



Forever is just a bullshit word, that is overused to feel secure. To feel the security of knowing you’ll never be alone. That you’ll never grow up alone. It’s rare to find someone who’ll tell you forever, and actually mean it.

Words like love and forever, have lost it’s meaning in today’s generation. They get tossed around like it’s nothing.



You don’t know how much I crave your attention:

You don’t know how much I want to be with you, the reason why you wake up, the reason why you look forward to something everyday.

I want to be the first and last thing on your mind. I want to be the person you want to talk to every moment of the day, the person you announce to the world you want in your arms. I just want to be the person you want, the person you desire.



can I cry? this brings back so many memories.



It hurts to love someone when we can’t tell them what we really feel, because sometimes we get hurt without them knowing. We get jealous even if we have no right to feel that way. We want their time even if we are not in the position to demand for it. Although our hearts are breaking in silence, we still continue to love them because somehow, in this hurtful love, there is still hope of having simple moments with them. Even if it means being just a friend.



You’re letting her think she has a chance, and there is nothing worse than thinking you have a chance when you really dont.



Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up a whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life… You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ or ‘how very perceptive’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. I hate love.



You do care. You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.



Most people don’t know what they want or feel. And for everyone, myself included, it’s very difficult to say what you mean when what you mean is painful. The most difficult thing in the world is to reveal yourself, to express what you have to… As an artist, I feel that we must try many things - but above all, we must dare to fail. You must have the courage to be bad - to be willing to risk everything to really express it all.



Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you’ll look back and realize they were big things.



In life, we must walk with the right people, because the wrong people will always find a way to drag you down.

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