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Don't talk to me. Don't try to make me laugh. Don't make a joke in front of me. Don't look at me. Don't act as if I give a shit about you. You might not hate me, and I might not hate you, but the things you said about me are absolutely unforgivable.  
Your lies? You told that. Your bullshit? Won't take that. Your sorries? I've heard that. Your mistakes? You made that. Your Excuses? Save That. Your my ex just face that!  
Only time will determine when and how you're going to move on. It might not be right away like you want it to be, but eventually one day you'll wake up and realize that somewhere along the way, that piercing feeling you've always felt inside your chest faded and went away while you were too busy living life to notice.  
best way to raise your standards? get off your knees.  
I used to think my ex screwed it up for the rest, but he did me a favor and made room for the best.  
be that strong girl that everyone thought would make it through the worst, be that fearless girl, the one who would dare do anything, that independent girl who didn't need a man, be the girl who never backed down.  
When faced with tragedy, we gather as many people around us as we possibly can. Mere acquaintances become best friends. Enemies become kindred spirits. We need people so later we can look back and say, 'I went through that with them.' People who can remind us that what we experienced, what we felt, was real.  
I wanna tell you how I feel, but I'm scared. Scared of being hurt again. Scared of you not feeling the same way. Scared of falling harder. You understand me. You make me smile. Really smile. I never thought I'd like you the way I do. I had to stop myself before, but now I'm not strong enough to do that anymore.  
And I'm blasting music, so I won't hear my thoughts, but it's stupid, because the lyrics just remind me of what I'm trying to forget. I'm torn between wanting the feeling to go away, and trying to keep it a little longer. Because you brought out something in me I never knew I had.  
'Cause every shot baby it feels like a resurrection I'm looking for affection at the bottom of a bottle again You show up and it starts another chain reaction Oh but I can't tell if it's you or the drink It's too hard to know 'Cause it hurts to think. - Miranda Lambert  
There's a rule that goes unwritten And I break it from time to time If you're fool enough to listen Then I'm fool enough to lie That's the kind of girl I am I take off before I land And even though you think you can You can't change the way I am. - Miranda Lambert  
“I don’t want to hurt you, but I don’t think I like you anymore. Something inside me ruins all my relationships. Because whenever I get too close to someone, the feelings always disappear. And after they leave, the feelings always come back.”  
i just want you to come over to my house, and just cuddle with me. i want to lay on the couch with you, our hands intertwined, and just rest my head on your shoulder. and after we watch the movie that you picked out, i’d look up, and kiss you right on the forehead and tell you how perfect you are. if only i could.  
i can tell you a lot about her. she's someone with a huge heart. she will bend over backwards and fold herself in half helping out someone if she can do anything. her loyalty to the ones that mean something to her is unheard of now a days. she smiles like she's never been hurt, and if you didn't know her you wouldn't ever imagine her to ever be hurt. but it happens, a lot more than anyone realizes. she's really fragile, and it takes very little for her to be hurt, she takes everything to heart. i'm not surprised though if you don't know a lot though, because she's really cautious and her letting someone close to her is a rare thing to happen. there are demons inside her that she's constantly in a fight with. And she's a lot worse to herself then anything else that could be said to her. her past is not one of her favorite subjects. she wouldn't expect anyone to notice her or to listen to the things she has to say that aren't necessary to be said. but i'm telling you, she's so worth it all, she's nothing you'd ever expect and you'll feel alive in a way you never have with her in your life.  
When you're thinking about how much you miss me, and I'm completely fine. Remember how I felt, and remind yourself this is what you wanted. Because with every day coming and going, I'm learning how to be okay without you. And I can't wait for the day when I get to look at you and feel absolutely nothing.  
I believe in true love, I believe in love at first sight, I believe love conquers all. That doesn’t mean there’s not gonna be hard days, difficult things to deal with because there will be. But finding that person who does it for you and knowing that that person loves you back, it makes everything so much easier. - One Tree Hill  
here's the thing, i'm not gonna lie and say i'm over you 'cause i'm not for the whole 'pretend like your okay act'. i wear my emotions on my sleeve and when i'm happy, i'm happy and when i'm sad, i'm sad. i say what i mean, i'm straight forward. there's no cracking the code involved or solving. what you see is what you get.  
I don't need you, and I know that for a fact. But I'm still going to think twice when I reply to your text messages, and I'm still going to fix myself up when I know I'm going somewhere you're going to be. I still want you to realize what you lost. I want you to want me. I want you to feel how I've felt.  
“When you are attracted to people, it’s because of the details. Their kindness. Their eyes. The fact that they can get you to laugh when you need it the most.”  
I’ve been giving up on people too easily. If they don’t call, if they don’t try - then I don’t. It’s not fair to lay the blame on them when I’m not calling either. I’m just as much at fault. I’ve got a lot of resentment for old friends - for letting me go without a fight. I just want someone to call and say, ‘I miss you, how are you?’ I just want to call someone and say, ‘I miss you, I’m sorry.’ I want to be brave enough to stay in one place.  
People should know how you feel about them. Before it's too late, you should tell them. Before they're gone and you can't remember the last time he said, "I love you." Or if you said it back. Before you can't remember if he kissed you goodnight or told you to sleep well. If you took it for granted that he was always there. Then he wasn't.  
But I wanna just take this time out to be perfectly honest cause there's a lot of shit I keep bottled that hurts deep inside of my soul. And just know that I grow colder the older I grow. This boulder on my shoulder gets heavy and harder to hold, and this load is like the weight of the world. And I think my neck is breaking, should I just give up or try to live up to these expectations?  
All flowers in time bend towards the sun, I know you say there's no one for you, but here is one.  
don't let things get to you, block out the trash talkers, because as we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. you will have your heart broken more than once and you'll fight with your best friend. you'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. so take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.  
It's a trip ya know? When you're a kid, you have this picture of how your life is gonna be, and it never crosses your mind that it's not gonna end up like that.  
I knew, in the silence that followed, that anything could happen here. It might be too late: again, I might have missed my chance. But I would at least know I tried, that I took my heart and extended my hand, whatever the outcome.  
Sometimes in life, you find a special friend. Someone who changes your life just by being apart of it. Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop. Someone who makes you believe there really are good things in the world. Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it, to live it. This is forever friendship when you're down, and the world seems dark and empty. Your forever friend that lifts you up in spirit and makes the dark and empty world suddenly seem brighter. Together you will get through the hard times, the same times, and the confusing times. If you turn and walk away, your forever friend will always follow. If you lose your way, your forever friend guides you and cheers you on, no matter where you're going. Your forever friend will hold your hand and tell you that everything is going to be okay, even when it won't. And if you find such a friend, you feel happy and complete because you won't ever need to worry. You have a forever friend, and forever has no end.  
I know that things are pretty much beyond repair right now, and I wouldn't ever presume to try and make everything better with a conversation. So that's not what this is. But I wanted to tell you that I am sorry. I'm sorry for the pain it caused, and I'm sorry I had a part in it. But mostly, I'm sorry because I miss our friendship and however far off it may be, I look forward to that day when we are friends again.  
You have no idea how much I want to send you a simple text message. To see how you've been and what's new in your life. Late at night I find myself thinking about all the times you and I had. But I'm too afraid. Mostly because you've moved on with your life while I'm sitting here wishing you were still on my side.  
I always say to people, "If you have a problem with me, text me. If you don't have my number than that means you don't know me well enough to have a problem anyways." -Raven  
Don’t let sweet words fool you nor let fake friends use you. It’s no good to judge but it’s no good to get fucked up neither.  
People say hell is endless. They say it's our worst nightmare, the face of our darkness. But whatever it is, however it is, I say hell is empty, and all the devils are here. - Nathan Scott; One Tree Hill  
"i just got sick of missing him and him not giving a shit. and i got sick of every time i talked to him he acted like he had better things to do. or the fact it seems like hes more into her now than he ever was me. i just got sick of feeling second best and like i was nothing to someone who i thought was everything."  
today i'm gonna try a little harder, gonna make every minute last longer, gonna learn to forgive and forget, cause we don't have long, gonna make the most of it, today i'm gonna love my enemies 
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Gotta listen to your big time, hard line, bad luck, fist fuck. Don't think you're having all the fun; You know me, I hate everyone  
you were always saying things; nobody listened. you always listened; no one spoke. you were always there for people; no one needed you. you always needed someone; no one was there for you. i listened to what you were saying. i spoke when you were listening. i needed you when you were there for me. i was there for you when you needed me.  
you can't always rely on people. one of these days they're gonna move. move out from under the arm you had rested on them. and you're gonna fall. you're gonna fall hard. and when you have to pick yourself up, you're gonna go right back to leaning on others. be independent. that way you'll never fall.  
isn't it crazy how we hurt the people we love the most? but isn't it crazier how the people we love the most, they hurt us the worst?  
I can't be the reason you don't progress anymore. We can't grow together if you never grow alone. I can't be your leg to stand on if you can't manage. It's not in me. I can hardly handle myself.  
You think I'm full of myself? Why? Because I stand up for myself when someone makes a comment? Because I'm not ashamed of what my body looks like? Because I've finally realized that it doesn't matter if I'm not the prettiest girl around, what matters is that I'm confident as who I am? Well if that makes me full of myself, then I'm perfectly content with that. For the most part, I like me just that way I am.  
i'll send you postcards from my head, cause you're all i think about, no need to 'wish you were here'  
And you taught me what this feels like. And then how it feels to lose it. And you showed me who I wanted. And then who I wasn't. And you ticked every box. And then drew a line. And you weren't mine to begin with. And then not to end with. And you looked like everything I wanted. And then became something I hated. And you get thought of every day. And then not in a good way. And you let me leave. And then wish I'd stayed. And you almost killed me. But I didn't die.  
I want things to be more than okay. For you to say what you mean and mean it. I want this tension, this awkwardness to be gone. I don't want you, that ship sailed. I just want something other than this.  
I've figured out a way to twist reality. Just take a ton of drugs and never go to sleep and re-rent the saddest movie that you've ever seen. Push all your friends away with the cruel things that you say and if you need company, you've got the voices in your head.  
The main reason that two people stay together is because they both offer each other something that no one else can give to them.  
Here's to all my girls, be proud of who you are. it didn't take no man to get you this far.  
The truth is, life's a bitch. You'll make mistakes. You'll miss out on chances. You'll trust people who will go behind your back. You will give everything to someone who gives nothing in return. The people you love will break your heart. You will go through more bullshit than you can imagine. It's inevitable. But the important thing is that you pick yourself up and move on. Smile through the misery. Life goes on. Life will never wait for you.  
Life changes every minute of every day. You gain friends. You lose friends. You realize your friend wasn't ever really your friend, and that person you used to hate can make a really good friend. You look for love. You find love. You lose love. You realize that all along, you've been loved. You laugh. You cry. You laugh so hard you cry. You do this, you do that. You really wish you hadn't done that. You learn from that and are glad that you did. You have your ups. You have your downs. You see good movies. You see bad movies. You look at others and wish you were them. You then realize who they are and glad that you're you. You love life. You hate life. In the end, you just find yourself happy to be living laugh, no matter what's thrown at you.  
The minute you start enjoying yourself and the person who you've become, when you walk into a room with your head held high, the minute you wake up and are glad to be you, the possibilities and opportunities will come knocking at your door.  
Guys think of you as a video game. They play you and keep beating levels, but if they get mad at the game, they yell and scream at it, then eventually turn it off if it isn't going their way. And when they finally finish the game and beat the last level, they get bored and don't want to play the game anymore because there's nothing new left to do, nothing new to learn. Guys don't like a game that's easy to beat, they want a challenge, just one that's not hard enough to run down their ego.  
some guys want a cute, smart, goodhearted, respectful girlfriend but they only see the girls who dress revealing, the flirty ones, the easy ones, the popular ones, the "hot" ones and the fake ones. Some girls want a prince charming, goodhearted, respectful boyfriend but they only see the talented guys, the hypebeasts, the "bad" boys, the players, the popular ones and the fit ones. If you weren't aiming for looks, maybe you'll find something real.  
Society makes you think you're ugly, when you're beautiful. You think it's your fault, but it's not. You think you need to change yourself, but you don't. You think you're not worth it, but you are.  
I can't promise you perfection, because that's not who I am. I can't promise you forever, because I don't hold fate within my hands. I can't promise you sunshine, because I know there will be rain. I can't promise you complete happiness, cause with true love there comes pain. I can't promise to always smile, because life has a way to make me cry. I can't promise to always stand strong, because it's never easy to want to give life another try.  
The essence of life is not being perfect, impressing people, or succeeding at everything. The essence of life is simply making mistakes and learning from them, surrounding yourself with people that love you when you're being yourself, and getting through the failures so that you can continue improving.  
There’s 365 days in 2012. And there are 730 opportunities to wish at 11:11. Don’t waste them all on a boy who will never feel the same way. 
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I said a lot of crazy things the other night, and I'm sorry about that. I haven't been a good friend to you and I'm sorry. The truth is, I'm afraid to be your friend because I'm always going to want more. But then I got to thinking, I'd rather have you in my life as a friend, then not at all. I always have.  
Yeah, I get it. I'm not like most girls. I'm myself around you. I don't need to flirt with you every minute to try to get your attention. You actually know me. I've actually been there for you when you needed me to listen to your problems. I was always there to tell you I care. And maybe that's what scares you? I actually care about you, even when you think no one does.  
this is for you, my best friend, the one person i can tell my soul to. who can relate to me like no other, who i can laugh with to no extent, who i can cry to when times are tough, who can help me with the problems of my life. never have you turned your back on me or told me i wasn't good enough or let me down. i don't think you know what that means to me. you have gone through so much pain and you still have time for me and i love you for listening even when inside you're dying. and i look up to you because you're strong, and caring and beautiful, even though you don't think you are. and i hope you know that i'm always here to listen to you laugh and cry and help in all the ways that i can, and i will try to be at least half the friend you are to me. i hope you know i would not be the person i am today, without you, my best friend. thanks for being the friend who's always believed in me, who's always understood, who's always accepted me, who's always cared.  
Life is a roller coaster, a never ending cycle. Every person is unique & beautiful in their own way. Each individual has a beauty that's unexpressed. Beauty is within. You love a person for how they make you feel, for their courage & compassion. I believe we always go back to the people that were there in the beginning. You create so much of a history with certain people, they become a part of you, they're always in your heart.  
I'm not sorry if things aren't the same, but sleepless nights are hardly worth the cheapness of your game. And if you know what I mean then live for yourself, because life is too short to waste it on somebody else. There was a time, and I swear that I cared, but I got burned, and now I walk with this fist in the air. I should have known all along. Don't talk to me, I'm as deaf as I am blind. Thanks for making me cheap, and thanks for the wasted time.  
Less love, more sex. No calls, just text. New boy, no ex. More sleep, less stress.  
I start a fight ‘cause I need to feel something. You do what you want ‘cause I’m not what you wanted. Oh, what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day. Now that I’m sitting here, thinking it through; I’ve never been anywhere cold as you.  
This year, winter came a little too soon. It was oh so cold out, but you had no problem walking out my door. I was your second choice, the one you got stuck with. Well, chances are you're sitting at home just wishing you could get her. And chances are, I've grown up and gotten over this whole thing. Sometimes the thing we think we need most, are really the things holding us back.  
When I think about what we used to be, I think of how a text from you would make my day. How whether we talked or not would determine if I was happy or sad. How I was always wondering how you really felt, never knowing for sure. I think you were afraid to show me everything, afraid to commit. Or maybe you just really are a player and didn't ever actually like me, but I don't believe that. I guess truly I won't ever know for sure, but what I do know is that I never want to have that feeling of letting someone have complete control over my emotions ever again, especially when in the end you just let me down.  
Sometimes I wonder if you ever think of us. And what happened between us. Or, really, what never happened between us.  
It's been a month since we've actually had a real conversation. It's been weeks since you last called. It's been days since I've seen your face. What we had seems like it's been forgotten & replaced. It seems like it was a one time deal, like I only had one chance with you, and that once chance has been screwed up. I didn't mean to.. I let you go, I'll admit that. But I thought you'd care enough to come back. You always made me smile, but a smile isn't forever.  
It’s when I’m standing six feet away from you and not being able to find the words to tell you how much I love you and how much I miss you that I want to just scream to the whole room that I’m still in love with you. It’s when I’m sitting alone with the phone in my hand dialing your number and hanging up that I would trade a thousand tomorrows for just one yesterday. Then I could just call you to tell you goodnight. It’s when I am really sad about something and need someone to talk to that I realize you’re the only one who really knew me at all. It’s when I cry myself to sleep at night and it hits me how much I would give to hold you at that very moment. It’s when I think about you that I realize no one else in the world is meant for me.  
If a guy isn't trying his best to have you, then, probably, he isn't the best for you.  
You say that you don't need him, but I can see it in your eyes that you want him and I can tell by the look on your face that you still care. I know that somewhere in your heart... you wish he were there.  
This year, winter came a little too soon. It was oh so cold out, but you had no problem walking out my door. I was your second choice, the one you got stuck with. Well, chances are you're sitting at home just wishing you could get her. And chances are, I've grown up and gotten over this whole thing. Sometimes the thing we think we need most, are really the things holding us back.  
You're leaving because it is easier to walk away than to fight for what you really want.  
You weren't being over-sensitive. He was being an over-asshole.  
It's funny how easily we get attached to someone we've known for a short time. It's even funnier to feel hurt when that someone starts to value you less than he used to. And you can't even complain about it, since you're just attached. Not committed.  
And it don't do me any good to remember you.  
Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself.  
i felt like i had to get out of there because i might really care about you, and it scared me so much because that meant you could hurt me. and maybe i didn't feel ready to like someone that much  
If only promises could erase the past, I could open my heart enough to take you back. But we’ve been down this road, time and time again. And I’ve learned the hard way, how the story always ends  
I don't know how to put these words together exactly. I'm trying to stay strong for you, you know. I don't want you to know that I cry. I only want you to know me as the girl who laughs and the girl who can make others laugh. I want you to know me as the girl who can help people, not the girl who doesn't even know what's wrong with herself. I want you to know me as the girl who always smiles that smile, not the girl who's insecure about her personality. I don't ever want to mess up around you, because maybe then, you'll think I'm stupid. I mean, I know no one's perfect, and I'm not trying to get that way. I just don't want you seeing me as anything other  
They attack her from all sides, they strike her weakest parts, but as they wait for her to fall, they see this is only the start. She won't go down without a fight, they won't have an easy win. She'll give it all till she has nothing left and as she falls they'll see her grin.  
It's my goal to be the one person you always have, to be the one person you can always count on. The one person who can always make you laugh even when you think that you will never smile again.  
If there's one thing I could take away from my previous relationships it would be to search for a beautiful heart, not necessarily a beautiful face. Beautiful people are not always good, but good people are always beautiful. There is nothing more beautiful than an intelligent, hard-working, independent, respectful man. It's hard to say you deserve better when you, ladies, are in control of what you deserve. 
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i'm so strong and that's what scares me the most. the fact that i'm so strong i can block everything out and never actually feel anything or handle any situation. that's what scares me the most. being too strong that in the end, i'm only hurting myself. 
so now i know how you feel. & i kind of know how i feel. i don't want to start things if they won't be finished, but i don't want to turn my back on what could be the best decision i ever make. so i just sit here, in awkward silence, trying to decide what to say, because i can never relive this moment again.  
"whatever happened to chivalry? does it only exist in 80’s movies? i want john cusack holding a boombox outside my window. i wanna ride off on a lawnmower with patrick dempsey. i want jake from sixteen candles waiting outside the church for me. i want judd nelson thrusting his fist into the air because he knows he got me. just once i want my life to be like an 80’s movie, preferably one with a really awesome musical number for no apparent reason. but no, no, john hughes did not direct my life.” - easy a  
For the rest of my life, I will always wonder why things seemed to be so unfair. I will always want to know what I did to deserve what happened to me. I will always wake up thinking everythings okay, later on realizing that it isn't, and that it most likely never will be. I will cry about it, and I will be angry. I will always have problems trusting people. I'll never think that anything will last. Friendships, and relationships.. all of them just seem doomed. But I still try. For the rest of my life, I will try.  
She was packed; she had a suitcase full of noble intentions. She had a map and a straight face, hell bent on reinvention. And she was ready for the lonely.  
On the good days, I feel like I get it, like it all makes sense. I can stay in the moment, I don't have to control everything in the future, and I believe everything is gonna work out fine. On the bad days I just want to grab the phone and start dialing numbers. I want to pull my hair and run through the streets screaming. But thanks to the people I've met in these rooms, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna make it through today.  
“I feel like my life is so scattered right now. Like it’s all the small pieces of paper and someone’s turned on the fan. But, talking to you makes me feel like the fan’s been turned off for a little bit. Like things could actually make sense. You completely unscatter me, and I appreciate that so much.” — Will Grayson  
Another empty promise, good intentions from the start. You failed to mention, our love would be this hard. I'm tired of talkin', don't have nothing left to say. Maybe sometime we'll sift through the ashes one day. I can't lean on you, cause I'll fall right over. Can't count on you, it doesn't add up. I see we're through and the truth is pretty sober. This is going no where, enough is enough.  
Missing you gets easier everyday. Even though it's one day longer since the last time I saw you, it's one day closer to the next time I will.  
Fuck a heart it’s only a weakness, so I ripped that shit out and said... here nigga keep it.  
i believe that friends can last forever. i believe that friendships can go on without fights. i believe that friends are supposed to try their best to be there for the other. i believe that friends understand and trust each other. i believe that friends would choose you over their boyfriend. i believe that friends will never ignore the other. i believe that friends are open with each other. i believe that friends don't lie to each other. i believe that friends won't blame the other for something that wasn't even their fault. i believe that friends trust what each other say more than other people. and i believe that friends love each other more than themselves.  
Shut up, wipe those tears from your eyes, print out a picture of him, and throw darts at it until there's a hole in your fucking bedroom wall. Look in the mirror and scream until you can't breathe. blast your favorite song and laugh. I want you to find yourself again. Because the girl I knew six months ago before she met that asshole who changed her temporarily used to not give a shit about what people said. He fucking destroyed you, and nobody messes with my friends, give me his number; his life is about to be hell.  
You're different now, I could tell right away. You don't care anymore. You live day to day. Drugs, sex and alcohol is all that matters to you. You had me, but you lost that too.  
I delete numbers from my phone like I'm erasing them from my life. I get caught up with drama and I get so frustrated that I want to scream. I listen to sad music when I'm upset, because I know that whoever wrote the song, they were miserable once too. I've changed to please people, and I care too much about what people think of me. I talk too loud and I act like I'm five. I'm smart. I know when to say no, and I know what is best for me. I follow my heart instead of my head, and if you walk out of my life, I'll tell you not to look back. I hold in my tears and hold my head up high, because I have more confidence than you'd think. I don't think I'm too fat or too skinny. I don't think I'm ugly or too perfect, either. I've been lead on my tens of guys, but I'm still strong. I don't let things get the best of me. I'm not afraid to show people the real me, because I'm me, and if you don't like it, walk out. Now.  
She wants to be the exception, you know? That girl he falls for despite his guarded heart. The one he’ll break down and admit his feelings for, even if he has that whole unattainable bad boy thing going on. She wants to be his risk, his weakness. She wants to be his. 
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