September 23, 2012

• Peace, hope, love

  

  Sometimes I feel like I’m wasting all my time waiting for my life to start. I’d rather trip and fall then never try. I don’t want to waste another day while the world goes by. I wanna live it, I wanna breathe it, I wanna feel it for myself.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  I wish I could stop time and live in this moment forever so that I would never lose sight of your face, the comfort of your touch, or the taste of your kiss.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Sometimes, you just feel everything and nothing at once. Sometimes, you find yourself smiling, while missing someone at the same time. You can absolutely love someone, and all the while be trying to hate them. Life comes without guarantees, except that smiling will brighten your face, laughing will enhance your eyes, and falling in love will change your life.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Music is a total constant. That’s why we have such a strong visceral connection to it, you know? Because a song can take you back instantly to a moment, or a place, or even a person. No matter what else has changed in your or the world, that one song says the same, just like that moment.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  
  

  You’re desperate in finding something else to please you. You’ve been searching your whole life. Something to mute, change, or just distract you. Something to put inside you to give the illusion of life.

  

  

  

  

  

  You were there when I needed love. I never told you how much that meant.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Sometimes, to keep growing together, you have to grow apart. If you’re lucky, you can get a second chance with the one you love. Sometimes though, luck isn’t enough. Love can kill you, it can tear you apart. But it can bring you back together.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Sometimes you have to be strong for yourself. You have to know that you`re a good person & a good friend. What`s meant to be will end up good & what`s not – won`t. Love is worth fighting for, but sometimes you can`t be the only one fighting. At times, people need to fight for you. If they don`t, you just have to move on & realize what you gave them was more than they were willing to give you. Hopefully, people realize great things when they come around & don`t lose something real. Always fight, until you can`t anymore, & then be fought for.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  You grow up, and all kinds of hardship gets thrown on your shoulders.. you don’t dream of flying anymore.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

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