I'm sick of following my dreams. I think I'll just ask them where they're going and catch up to them later. |
Dream as if you'll live forever...live as if you'll die tommorrow. |
Natural highs: laughing until you cry, and screaming cheers until no sound can come again. |
Trust is like glass: easy to break, and almost impossible to repair. |
A liar is someone who says that growing up never hurts. |
Yes, officer. That thief stole my heart and won't give it back, no matter how hard I try to take it. |
They call it a purple heart because something has been broken... |
Even though you know it hurts, you'll do it anyway. |
A crush is when your heart won't listen to the Voice of Reason whispering the truth. |
You never know if you can dance unless you get out onto the floor and try. |