Don Quixote was right in that enemies are like windmills. Enemies are ever changing with the wind and their huge arms may swing around and throw you down, but they can also throw you up among the stars. |
You get what you give and if you give your all and dont get it back, its not worth it |
Hearts were made whole just to break |
"normal" is an invention of boring people |
I want the kind of friend who knows when to ask whats wrong and when to just leave me alone. |
Its not what i feel about you, its what i can't feel for anyone else no matter how hard i try. |
Never regret. If its good, its wonderful. If its bad, its an experience. |
You laugh, i laugh |
I love you but in the end i'd just get hurt |
Every question of love is a scar upon my wrist. |