Always be yourself. Never try to hide who you are. The only shame is to have shame. Always stand up for what you believe in. Always question what other people tell you. Never regret the past...it's a waste of time. There's a reason for everything; every mistake, every moment of weakness, every terrible thing that happened to you. Grow from it. The only way you can get the respect of others is when you show them that you respect yourself. And most important, do your thing and never apologize for being you.
You don't want to let people in. It's hard for you. And once you let those people in, you don't want to let them go. And when they fuck up, it's like: why would you do that to me? Like I gave you my feelings, I did everything for you and you still screwed me over. It's like you wish they were a better person.
Please know there are much better things in life than being lonely or liked or bitter or mean or self-conscious. We are all full of shit. Go love someone just because. I know your heart may be badly bruised, or even the victim of numerous knifings, but it will always heal. Even if you don't want it to, it keeps going. There are the most fantastic, beautiful things and people out there, i promise. It is up to you to find them.
And now I have to stop because every time I remember this, I have to cry a little by myself. I don't know why something made me so happy then, feels so sad now. Maybe that's the way with best memories.
Where have you been all my life? I mean really, where were you? Where were you when I decided I would let myself get hurt by all those guys, where were you when I was crying my eyes out every night believing something was wrong with me, where were you when I thought every good guy was gone? Wherever you were, I'm glad you're here now.
Sometimes its better to be clueless about whats happening around you rather than to know every bit of information that would silently kill you.
Half our life is spent trying to find something to do with the time we have rushed through life trying to save
Life's not supposed to be easy but sometimes don't you think that it could cut us a break? I mean when you wake up in the morning knowing that you're going to get hurt, what's the point anymore?
Try to overcome your doubt. Believe you are beautiful. Look at yourself through someone else's green eyes. Believe someone out there will find you and kiss your skin until you can feel it blister with the heat. Believe in something bigger than your problems and you will be saved.
Guys, she'll just ignore you when you are in front, she'll try and act as if she doesn't care, she'll not even try to talk to the people you are close to and she'll never even give you a hint how much she's hurting inside. You should grab her back guys! She loves you more than you'll ever know..!
You may think you're not pretty enough.. that you're not skinny enough.. or that you're just not good enough.. But trust me, you're amazing.
That's what life is about. Those moments when you feel entirely carefree, like nothing can touch you. It's those moments that make the hard parts so worth it. It's moments like that that make this heartache bearable. I know it'll pass - my moments will come.
Plenty of people miss their share of happiness, not because they never found it, but because they didn’t stop to enjoy it.
For everyone person that says it's going to be OK, i want someone else to come up and say "no it's not and i'll help you through it.
whenever you start to feel lonely, simply look at the empty spaces between your fingers, and picture mine locked with yours, forever.
You know those nights where you just stay up all night? Doing whatever it takes to not fall asleep on someone, because you just want to keep on talking to them. Even if it gets real late, you don’t even mind it one bit. ‘Cause you think to yourself, it’s all worth it.
Don’t point out other peoples flaws, because you're not perfect; you have to look in the mirror, before you can look out the window.
I like to see people reunited. I like to see people run to each other. I like the kissing and the crying. I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all of the change. I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone.
Find the one you can be yourself in front of and say absolutely anything. You can laugh, you can cry, you can hug, you can fight with him and then make up at the end of the night and he would still be crazy about you.