I don't want to hide behind it anymore but I've become so lost in me that I don't know who I am anymore.
Why does it seem to be that for every generation that grows up, they watch things get harder and grow more corrupt?
Believe in yourself and don't be afraid to have fun, be crazy, and love everyone as much as you love yourself. Be kind, too. No one likes a bitch. But if you meet someone who is mean and rude, give her the chance she deserves. Smile and be nice until she doesn't deserve your respect anymore, and then continue to smile and be nice. Don't allow her to make you feel like crap, but don't sink to her level either.
I took a teensy step forward and said "Hey...God? You can stop hitting me over the head with a two-by-four. I get it now." And so he put down the two-by-four and picked me up instead.
"Just because we don't ever hang out doesn't mean that I don't still love you. That will never be true."
I don't know how to do it or what to say or when to be there for him, but I have this obssesive need to save him before it all goes wrong.
There are two types of people in this world: those who see the truth and those who stare at it blindly. I'm afraid to be the one staring at it blindly.
I'm drowning, just as fast as I can, but don't reach out your hand, don't throw me a line, 'cause I'm on the brink of something beautiful.
I fall in love every day and I feel like a fool.
I'm a lot like you, so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waiting.
No one's going to realize you're having problems if you don't speak up.
I've been called everything under the sun.
So go ahead and call me names, I've grown used to it.
What can I say?
It's a bittersweet life I lead.
And I guess being who I am doesn't work with who you are.
What am I fighting for? There must be something more! For all these words I sing, do you feel anything? I said I'm okay, but I know how to lie.
After all this time? Always.
Always. In this one word, so much is summed up. There is promise, love, passion, rejection, hatred, pain, and most importantly, commitment. There is an entire life in that one word. =D
This has been my best kept secret for far too long.
the worst thing is that i'm afraid that i can't let go simply because i don't want to - that i find some sort of comfort in this feeling i've had for so long.
I don't want the world to see me, 'cause I don't think that they'd understand.
He would want revenge.
Somehow, [she] always seemed infinitely capable of failing those [she] loved.
Everytime you walk away, I pretend that I'm okay.
Break my heart! Go on, tell me lies. Big surprise.
Tell me something meaningful and real.
You really are my lucky star.
Don't say goodbye, 'cause I don't want to hear those words tonight.
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