Together til the End -Heyhihello

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Here’s a lesson for every single girl out there: Never, ever settle.
You may think you aren’t gorgeous, smart and have too many
insecurities too count. But there is going to be someone in the world
who truly loves you for you. Don’t ever think that you’ve got to put
up with some boy’s shit because he’s the first one in a long time to
show some interest. You are all beautiful in your own individual
way so never lower your standards. 

It’s the wrong time and place to be thinking of you.

Wherever I have a problem, I sing.
Then I realize my voice is worse than my problem.

Maybe we like the pain. Maybe we're wired
that way. Because without it, I don't know, 
maybe we just wouldn't feel real. what's
that saying? Why do I keep hitting myself
with a hammer? Because it feels so good when I stop.

Without money we would all be rich.

The human body essentially recreates itself every six months. Nearly every cell of the hair and skin and bones dies and another is directed to its former place. I am not the same person I used to be.

All she knew was that they fit somehow. She felt as if she spent most of her life traveling a path that led inexorably to him.

Looks like daddy's girl isn't made of sugar, spice, and everything nice after all. 

If a girl understands your bullshit, sticks around through all your mistakes, and smiles even though you've done nothing for her, then it's obvious she's a keeper, but it's also obvious you don't deserve her.

You were never a waste of time, just a harsh realization that I can do better.

She’s the girl that has a few best friends and doesn’t need any more, the girl that laughs the hardest at her own jokes. She’s the girl that will hang up on you, but then call you right back and say sorry. She’s the girl who will never leave your side when you need her, the girl who will go out of her way to cheer you up. She’s the girl who never sleeps without her teddy bear by her side, she’s the girl who says she isn’t ticklish, but really is. She’s the girl who will not give up on you if she really believes in you. She’s the girl who believes in loving somebody forever.

(this is completely 100% me, except I sleep with a puppy dog, not bear)

What does not kill you, will probably try again.

Everyone has the heartbreak that shapes
them in a way that they could never go
back to the innocence they had before

I feel lonely every single day of my life,
but I’m ashamed to admit that to the people who love me.

It’s taken me a long time to accept
who he is and who he will never be.

Beauty is nothing if you have a rotten
attitude and personality. It's like a book
with a good cover but with a senseless story.

I remember being thirteen years old, sitting in my room all night, listening to the same song over and over. I thought that if I could write something beautiful, something honest, I could make someone love.
-In the Land of Women

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistible desired.
-Robert Frost

I Feel Like Dancing -All Time Low

Her voice is sweet & her wine is spiked

(c)HeartsinParis

She’ll draw you in she’ll kiss your lips, and while you’re eyes are closed she’ll steal your breath 

(c)HeartsinParis

You just can't beat the person who never gives up.
-Babe Ruth.

Life isn't about how many people call you and it's not about who you've dated, are dating, or haven't dated at all. It's not about grades, money, clothes, or colleges that accept you or not. Life isn't about if you have lots of friends, or if you are alone, and it's not about how accepted or unaccepted you are. Life just isn't about that. Life is about who you love and who you hurt. It's about how you feel about yourself. It's about trust, happiness, and compassion. It's about sticking up for your friends and replacing inner hate with love. Life is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance, and building confidence. It's about what you say and what you mean. It's about seeing people for who they are and not for what they have. Most of all, it is about living your life to touch someone else's.

Maybe today is not my day, or maybe it's not my weekend but it is gonna be my year. 

I can't say I'm proud of my life, but I can say I'm proud that I've learned.
I've learned that I can't rely on everyone, but I can't expect everyone to
hurt me. I know some things don't work out, but I know everything that
has, has been for the better. I can't guarantee I'll be able to walk around
with a smile, but I know where I've been and where I'm going. I know
who I am and who my friends are. I've had some tough stuff thrown at
me, but I've gotten by. I'm not one to complain so I'll keep trying and in
the end, I'll know I did my best.

Birthmarks- are where you were killed in your other life.

There will come a day where I won't miss, think or wonder about you anymore... but I guess today isn't the day.

We all have stories we'll never tell.

When someone can make you see this broken world as beautiful. they're worth keeping around.

"My mind changed me so much that I can't even trust myself."

It was just one of those morning where I sat up in bed and wondered what the fuck I've been doing all my life.

I wish that life could be like it once was. When words like “ravishing”, “dashing”, “splendid”, and “wonderful” were properly appreciated and used on a daily basis. Am I the ONLY one who loves words this much? The English language is a BEAUTIFUL tongue, but when it isn’t spoken correctly, like it so very often is, it is meaningless and impolite. 

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There are some people, they are like countries. When you are with them, that is your country and you speak its language. And then it does not matter where you are together, you are at home

She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remained fixed upon the horizon.  You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong.  Passion flows through her like a river of blood.  She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell.  All your tomorrows start here.
Fragile Things - Neil Gaiman

Fearless -Taylor Swift

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Some nights, alone, he thinks of her.
And some nights, alone, she thinks of him.
Some nights these thoughts,
separated by miles and time zones,
occur at the same objective moment,
and they are connected without ever knowing it.

I felt totally disconnected from my body. But I couldn’t do anything about it. I couldn't think. The agony was too strong for that. There was no escape from it.

I do what all women do. I think. I blame myself. I marinate in my failure. I hate myself sometimes. Sometimes I cry. More often I stare at the ceiling and wonder what the hell is wrong with me.

But summer had a way of making her smile and feel happier. It was sort of amazing how for those months of summer she always believed in herself and all that she could be.

Do they still call it infatuation? That magic ax that chops away the world in one blow, leaving only the couple standing there trembling? Whatever they call it, it leaps over anything, takes the biggest chair, the largest slice, rules the ground wherever it walks, from a mansion to a swamp, and its selfishness is its beauty.... People with no imagination feed it with sex -- the clown of love. They don't know the real kinds, the better kinds, where losses are cut and everybody benefits. It takes a certain intelligence to love like that -- softly, without props.

I made one of those ^^^

Even though I complain about life and society, I still think it’s beautiful.

The problem with most men is they're assholes. The problem with most women is they put up with those assholes.
+ Cher

"It always shocked me when I realized that I wasn’t the only person in the world who thought and felt such strange and awful things."
-Looking For Alaska

It's the porch that wraps all the way around the house and sitting on it with you as our dogs turn into children and watching our family grow up as we grow old. It's thinking about all the memories and smiles. It's thinking about all the sun drops and Sunday mornings, things we both love. It's all the thinking I do, and knowing that I'll never have any of it. I could have it, but I won't.

Please take a long and hard look at your textbook, I'm history.

Wanderlust - A desire to travel, to understand one's very existence.

I’m not saying that I’m giving up, I’m just trying not to think as much as I used to, cause "never" is a lonely little messed up word. Maybe I’ll get it right some day. For the first time in a long time I can say that I want to try. I feel helpless for the most part, but I’m learning to open my eyes. And the sad truth of the matter is, I’ll never get over it, but I’m gonna try to get better and overcome each moment in my own way. I so want to get back on track, and I’ll do whatever it takes, even if it kills me.

Shes got lips of poison ivy, and the scent of morphine.  She’ll drag me down, and I won’t stop her

Hold your head high, and your middle finger higher. Let him know what he's missing.
-Megan Fox

She smells like flowers and she walks like rain, her lips draw you in, before she kills you with pain. 

(c)HeartsinParis

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