December 26, 2012

• Life is good

  

  I know how it feels to think of the right thing to say, too late.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Don’t lose yourself in this crazy world. Don’t change for anyone. There are people out there who love you for who you are.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Because that’s what people do: they leap, & hope to God they can fly. Because otherwise we just drop like a rock wondering the whole way down, ‘why the hell did I jump?’ but here I am falling. And there’s only one person that makes me feel like I can fly and it’s you.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  And yet, I found I could survive. I was alert, I felt the pain – the aching loss that radiated out from my chest, sending wracking waves of hurt through my limbs and head – but it was manageable. I could live through it. It didn’t feel like the pain had weakened over time, rather that I’d grown strong enough to bear it.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  I’ll screw up. I’ll push you away if we’re getting too close. I won’t trust you until you’ve proven yourself. I get hurt easily and take a lot of things personally. But I’ll love you with everything I have, and if that isn’t enough, then I’m not enough.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Worrying is a waste of time. It doesn’t change anything. It just messes with your mind and steals your happiness.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Most people are only players because they got played and haven’t let go of the past. You got your heart broken, life sucks, doesn’t it, but you shouldn’t fuck up someone else’s life because of it.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Everyone needs to believe in something. I believe I’ll have another beer.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Where were you when everything was falling apart? All my days were spent by the telephone that never rang. And all I needed was a call that never came.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  The hardest things to say, are the ones that mean the most.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Just because you keep something a secret doesn’t mean it never happened. No matter how much you want it to be true.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  When I’m holding your hand I’m holding everything.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Sometimes you have to learn to let go, to find out if there’s anything worth holding on to.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Never let someone take away your smile.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  When you really matter to someone, that person will always make time for you. No excuses, no lies, and no broken promises.

  
  
  
  
  

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