Sometimes in life, things get messed up. People over-think, over-analyze, and assume. It's human nature though. We aren't perfect and I'm learning this more and more each day. Everybody's beautiful, everybody's flawed and everybody deserves second chances. I don't care what you did, how bad you did it or anything. Sometimes we just weren't ready to make it right the first time. We're only human, remember that.

When a guy cries over a relationship, that's when you know he cares. He cares because he lost you over one stupid thing. Not all guys are the same; some are douches & won't give a simple fuck if he just got dumped. But, when a guy cries over you, over your relationship ending, you have a keeper. So don't fuck it up even more. Take the opportunity & show him that you care too. It's not always the guy who fucks up, it's the girl also.

The longer he looks into your eyes, the more interested he is in you. If he can't even look in your eyes, chances are that he's just bored, and wants someone to hook up with. After that, he will leave you.

There's no doubt, breakups suck. But in the first few hours, or days, or weeks that follow, there's one important truth you need to recognize. Something's can't and shouldn't be fixed. Especially that loser that dumped you or forces you to dump him. It's over for a reason, and deep down inside, you probably know what that reason is.

If you want something bad enough, you'll follow ever single path, go down every single avenue you can possibly find to reach your goal. If it's worth it, you won't hesitate or second guess. If it's not, you'll just make excuse after excuse why you can't make it happen when you know perfectly well you could if you just tried.

Girls aren't going to talk to you first. It's a girl thing. We don't like starting the conversation because we like to feel like you want to talk to us. We like to feel like the wait was worth something. We like to feel like you've waited for us like we've waited for you. But the number one reason we hate talking first is because we hate to seem needy or clingy. That's why we're scared. Cause to us, being needy and obsessive just pushes guys away. And no girl wants that.

Be thankful for every heartbreak, for they were planned. They come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave. Their purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life. And you do.

Mistakes. We all make them. They usually start with the best of intentions. Like keeping a secret to protect someone. Or getting some distance from the person you've become. Sometimes we don't even know what mistakes we've made to get us where we are. Or we figure it out just in time to make it right again. But every mistake happens for a reason. To teach you a lesson you would otherwise never learn.

Life is all about finding out who you really are. First of all, know that you're not alone. I don't think there's a person on this planet who has not, at one point or another, worn a mask to protect who they really are from a potentially difficult experience. The pressure of believing you're the only one with this problem is half of what makes it seem so impossible to fix. The second step is figuring out what you're so afraid of by revealing who you really are. It isn't what you're wearing a mask all the time, it's that you're putting it on in an attempt to keep your therapist out. What you need to understand is that by letting that person in, they can get to the core of whatever else is bothering you. Just be straight up. It's hard, but once you break through that wall, the pressure you feel inside will lift, and you'll probably cry out ever single one of those tears until all you can do is laugh to make up for it. That's when you know you've done it. Be real, because a mask only fools people on the outside. Pretending to be someone you're not takes a toll on the real you, and the real you is more important than anyone else.

Sometimes in life, fate brings thing together. When that happens you will find that one special person who would race over to your house in the middle of the night just to wipe the tears from your face. You will be able to go around with no makeup, sweat pants, major bed head and they will still make you feel beautiful. When you realize that you have this amazing person, hold on tight. Chances are that they are your soul mate.

When you're at the top, remember what if felt like at the bottom. When you're at the bottom,  remember what it felt like at the top. Good doesn't last forever. Neither does bad.

I tried so hard. You know that, right? I tried harder than you could ever imagine, and now here I am, trying my best just to forget everything. Every piece of you, the way you smell, the feel of your skin. I can still feel you. I think I always will.

She's moving on and I feel sorry for you. Because she thought you were the most amazing boy. If she could have any guy in the world she would have picked you over all the others. She thought you were different, she was wrong. You're just another boy.

This is life. People will screw you over. You'll fight with your family. You'll witness things that will change you forever. You'll blame new lovers for things old lovers did. You'll lose best friends you thought would always be there. You'll come to realize that everyone has a past. You'll cry, you'll laugh, and you'll embarrass yourself. But then, you'll find your very own moment where none of that matters; where you can sit back and realize that shit happens to the people who can handle it and that this is who you are, and that no one should want to change you, including yourself.

You didn't even lie. No, you just beat around the truth with these nice, cryptic words. If you don't want to lead me on then please, just let me go.

I waited a so long, and I don't know why. I waited for something that I knew I was never gonna get, and when you actually might want this, I cant take it. Maybe there's a reason for it. Maybe there is a reason that I never got over this completely. I'm lying when I say I am, but I just don't want you to know that, because it seemed like once you knew that I wasn't gonna keep waiting, you started to get interested again, And thats just not gonna work. Because I could like you so much again, and you'd leave just like you did the last time, only because you know that you don't have to chase for me.

I think we spend too much time wondering why we're not good enough, we spend too much time overanalyzing, over-thinking, and overreacting. We waste too much time putting ourselves down, so much that we don't ever stop to see that well, we are good enough. You are good enough. We spend too much time with our heads down and hearts closed; and never get a chance to look up from the ground and see that the sun is shining and tomorrow is another day.

And if you look a little closer, you'll see that if a person believes that life is terrible, they’ll constantly look for proof of this, to confirm their view of the world. They’ll find quotes and situations and events in their life and magnify them a hundred times. If a person believes that life is wonderful, they’ll look for the corresponding signage and behave in a similar manner to the previous person with their view of the world. Often, this is the same person on different days of the week.

Someone doesn’t like you? Fuck it. Having a bad day? Fuck it. Didn’t get what you wanted? Fuck it. Fighting with your lover? Fuck it. Feel fat today? Fuck it. Losing control of everything and everyone? Fuck it. What matters now won’t matter soon; the truly important thing is that you are alive, and that you have the capacity to do absolutely anything with this beautiful, crazy coincidence of being on this earth. Just stick your middle fingers in the air and think, ‘Damn, I have it good'.