I’m in a quote posting mood lately.

It hurts when something good ends, but it hurts even more if you cling to it, knowing that it’s not there.

Everything in life is temporary, because everything changes. It takes great courage to love someone knowing it might end sooner or later, but having faith that it will last forever.

It’s those moments when you drive around in a car full of friends around a town too small for you. Where you gasp for breath between each laugh. It’s about those moments where you get high off of just breathing in so deep, you feel your lungs getting cold. For a second, that split second, you don’t care. You don’t care about school, about parents, about money, about rules, or broken hearts. Who you care about are the kids sitting next to you. Cause it’s all we really need, isn’t it? Those kids next to you. The ones who make you feel invincible, even at your weakest points.

I’m a girl. I have feelings. I overreact. I underestimate. I overestimate. I over think everything. I look to deep into everythings meaning. I dream big. My expectations are high. 

I can tell when I’m being lied to, but sometimes I wish I didn’t. Yes, I get jealous, and I’m always scared I’ll lose you. That’s why when I ask you how you are I really mean it. 

When I ask you how you’re day was, I genuinely want to know. And when I say I love you, I’m not lying.

I thought I saw you breaking, I thought I felt you care. But all the things I thought I felt, all the things I thought I saw, well, they weren’t really there.

Sometimes it feels as though the past is holding me back. I can feel it tugging upon my arms, as I pull away. I’m trying to forget everything about it, and more and more everyday I notice how it’s impossible.You can’t forget and leave what your past was. The only memories that fade are the bad ones, so all you have to remember is how happy you once were, and no longer are.

Look at her. She won’t ever compare. You can say your sorry. But I still don’t care. Was she worth this mess? Was she worth this pain? You can say it’s her fault, but you’re both to blame. Looking back it was all so easy. I hope you know you’re my last mistake. Don’t come around and say you need me. I won’t stay. Now I know that you were so deceiving. Was it fun for you to walk away? I hope you liked it because she’s so damn easy.

You thought I couldn’t do this without you, but guess what, I sleep great at night now. I don’t hurt because you’re not here. I just had to learn to accept it and move on, and I did. But you, you’re the one who keeps crawling back. So next time you think “oh hey, she’s happy, got to mess that up,” it’s not going to happen, because this time, you’re not going to get what you want. This time, I’m going to get what I want and what I want, is not you.

Late at night when all the world is sleeping, I stay up and think of you. And I wish on a star that somewhere you are thinking of me too. 

Maybe if I was more like you, this wouldn’t have been big to me. And maybe if I was more like you, I wouldn’t be hurting. But then again, if I was more like you, I would never know how to love.

I just want to hold your hand and maybe listen to stories about your childhood or what you think of at the end of the day when you’re all alone in bed. Or maybe this is pathetic and all I need to do is get a grip.

You know I’d fight for you, but how can I fight for someone who isn’t even there. I’ve had the rest of you, now I want the best of you,I don’t care if that’s not fair. Cause I want it all, or nothing at all.

I guess the worst truth you have to acknowledge is that not only can he live without you, but he’d rather.

Now I understand why some people get themselves drunk. It’s not because they just want to get wasted, but because they want to escape each killing moment they spent every fucking night thinking about what’s happening with their damn life. Of course they don’t forget their problems - at least they don’t spend the night crying themselves to sleep.

My feelings just changed. I had been waiting for you to realize you couldn’t go another day without me. I had played out every excuse you could of had for putting all that time between us. Missing you had become second nature to me. And somewhere in the last year, when I never got that phone call, and you never showed up at my window, and we never ran into each other, I just stopped feeling like I needed you so much.

She found a bad boy, one that would show her it’s better to live life in the fast lane. And she showed him, that it’s okay to just let your guard down sometimes. They filled those missing parts, they never knew they had.

She laughs a little and smiles a lot. Her friends make sure that she stays okay. You walk on by and she doesn’t give you a second thought. She’s getting used to you not being in her life. Or at least it seems that way.

Sure, she’s pretty, but it’s about more than that. You two connect. Anything you throw at her, she can throw right back. You figured out what’s going on in that predictable head of hers in under five minutes, but something tells you that her heart would take about five years.

People will hate you, rate you, shake you, and break you. How strong you stand is what makes you.

Sometimes you just need to forget. Forget all the memories; good times and bad. Forget that he ever hurt you, left you feeling sad. Forget everything that has to do with him, just let that part in your life turn dim.

Don’t get mad because I said I don’t give a fuck. Be mad because I once did and you were too blind to see. 

You don’t need another drink, babe. I know you’re drunk ‘cause you tell me that you love me. I could be your one desire. You tell me that you want me, but liquor makes a liar.

I don’t know how to put these words together exactly. I’m trying to stay strong for you, you know. I don’t want you to know that I cry. I only want you to know me as the girl who laughs and the girl who can make others laugh. I want you to know me as the girl who can help people, not the girl who doesn’t even know what’s wrong with herself. I want you to know me as the girl who always smiles that smile, not the girl who’s insecure about her personality. I don’t ever want to mess up around you, because maybe then, you’ll think I’m stupid. I mean, I know no one’s perfect, and I’m not trying to get that way. I just don’t want you seeing me as anything other.

I needed something to go right so badly that I convinced myself it was real. Even though I think, deep down, I knew it wasn’t. I think I knew he was going to leave, I just didn’t want to believe it.

Don’t tell me you can’t feel the chemistry. It’s the only thing that makes me hold on. You’re the best thing, and you don’t even know it. It’s like you never even do anything wrong.