March 25, 2012

• I couldn’t stay away, I couldn’t fight it

  

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  I know what’s best for me, but I want you instead. Sometimes it’s right to do the wrong things.

  

  

  

  
  

  You don’t know me, you knew me. You stopped listening the moment I needed you most. 

  

  

  
  

  Oh yeah, the past can hurt, but the way I see it, you can either run from it or learn from it.

  

  

  
  

  We spend so much time of our lifes, stressing over the littlest things, and end up missing the big picture. 

  

  

  
  

  Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.

  

  

  
  

  It’s hard to determine whether you really have feelings for someone or you are just carried away by the good things they do. Which is why you cannot say if you are returning the love or just returning the favor.

  

  

  

  
  

  Everything happens for a reason. The hard part is finding out what that reason is.

  

  

  

  
  

  It’s weird. I mean, yeah, I miss you, but it’s so much more than that. I miss the way my heart just stops at the sight of you and your smile, but the sad part is, it’s not just your smile I’m missing. It’s mine too.

  

  

  
  

  I just want you to apologize for everything that you did, but until then I’m going to hold on and think that you have nothing to say you’re sorry for because I think you’re amazing even though I shouldn’t.

  

  

  

  It’s funny how no matter how different our stories or situations are, we all can relate to quotes and each other. 

  

  

  
  

  Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

  

  

  
  

  You just don’t get it. You would think that everytime I bawled my eyes out over you, after everytime I’ve still come running back to your arms, after everytime I’ve defended you, you would realize that I’m not going anywhere, but no matter what I do, everytime you say I don’t care and that I’m the one who’s fucking this up. Open your beautiful blue eyes babe, you’re the reason this never works.

  

  

  

  
  

  You once told me to get a life. I did, sorry it doesn’t include you.

  

  

  

  

  No one is going to tell me who to be. No one is going to tell me what I can and cannot do. & if they want to stand around and call me “sut” and “whore” I say “Go for it.” You’re not going to dictate my life or piss me off by telling me who you think I am & one day, you’re going to realize how screwed up you are.

  

  

  

  
  

  Sorry hun, but unlike you, I’m not a doorknob where everyone gets a turn.

  

  

  
  

  Forgiveness is everything, that’s what I’ve been told, but what happens when you’ve done it so many times that it’s just starting to get old?

  

  

  
  

  Maybe its true we dont know what we have unil we’ve lost it but maybe its also true that we dont know what were missing until we find it.

  

  

  
  

  This is the second try, for you and I. I’m feeling the same as the last time. You’re into being with me, but I’m not sure if that’s what I want.

  

  

  

  

  I’m the girl people always ask whats wrong, because since I’m usually so happy, it’s obvious when I’m sad. But I’m also the girl that always bounces back, no matter what, even if sometimes takes a while. I’m the girl that’s always going to love herself even if that boy doesn’t.

  

  

  

  
  

  Do you think I’m stupid? I see you in the hallway holding her hand, & that’s why when you reach for mine I pull back. You think I’m fucking a game, & here’s me calling it quits.

  

  

  

  

  
  

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