She never understood what all of those sad quotes and songs meant... but now it all made sense to her...even if she wish it didn't.

I once told my friend "but i loved him SO much." n she told me "the feeling was mutual.. he loved himself too."

You know that person that you look up at night to the stars and wish for?.... i want to be your wish.

I wish my mom would have told me about people the same thing she told me about scary movies, "don't worry honey... they're fake.. they're all fake."

I think i hide my love for you...
because deep down inside i'm hoping you're hiding your love for me.

Hate is a strong feeling towards some1 which you feel cant be expressed-much like love. i dont want to have such a strong feeling towards you. from now on i dont care about you. i dont care WHAT you do.WHO you talk to.or HOW you act. i dont

I keep telling myself i don't like you... over and over... day in day out....but there is always that little part of me that knows. if you come back to me and hold me in your arms. i wont be able to deny it anymore

"why is it that guys i like always have to live up to the one who broke my heart?"

What i would give to be your glove... so i could wipe away your tears, keep you warm, and always hold your hand.

I sit there trying to convince myself i don't love him anymore... "you don't love him, look @ wat he did to you. who would love him after something like that?" and so faint, so soft... a whisper from my heart saying "i do"