HE: Do you mind if I sit down?
SHE: Do you mind if i say no?
HE: Can I buy you a drink?
SHE: Actually I'd rather have the money.
HE: I'm a photographer. I've been lookin for a face like yours.
SHE: I'm a plastic surgeon. I've been lookin for a face like yours.
HE: Hi. Didnt we go on a date once? Or was it twice?
SHE: Must've been once. I never make the same mistake twice.
HE: Will you go out with me this Saturday?
SHE: Sorry. I'm having a headache this weekend.
HE: I think I could make you very happy.
SHE: Why? Are you leaving?
HE: What would you say if I asked you to marry me?
SHE: Nothing. I can't talk and laugh at the same time.
HE: Can I have your name?
SHE: Why? Don't you already have one?
HE: Where have you been all my life?
SHE: Hiding from you.
he called you pretty
that's practically an insult,
the way you look right now.
you're much more than beautiful."
Don’t waste your life, live it to the fullest.
Celebrate life everyday in everyway.
Dance to every song you hear.
Take risks like they are your last.
Belt out the words to every song you know.
And Love Like you have never Loved someone before
[M]y pictures of us are fading over time.
Soon they will be -nothing.-
Just like /I am/ to you now.
In the car, I just can't wait...
To pick you up on our very first date
Is it cool if I hold your hand?
Is it wrong if I think it's lame to dance?
When you smile, I melt inside
I'm not worthy for a minute of your time
I really wish it was only me and you
I'm jealous of everybody in the room
Forever,and ever... lets make this last forever
I wish you would give me just one last chance,
I know [I still love you], with all of my heart,
But you just don’t feel the same, so u tore me apart
In the [instant] their lips first met,
there was a flicker of something
almost electrical that made him believe
the feeling would last forever.
& I sit and listen to everyone else's love stories and im thinking to myself "wheres mine" ?
The challenge is to be yourself In a world where people try to make you just like everybody else
If I could look inside your heart, would I see my reflection?
*Love. *Quotes. *Happiness.
Someone is waiting,
someone who understands exactly how you feel.
Someone is dreaming,
someone is hoping just that this will be the day
that you take your eyes off the ground,
out of the blue
and see that someone is looking,
right back at you.
it's the worst feeling in the world to
love & hate someone all at the same time.
and it's hard to watch things change
when all you want is for them to stay the same.
it's funny but stupid how you want everything
& nothing at the same time.
it's crazy when you want to let go,
but you keep holding on,
& when you want to move on
but you're stuck right where you started.
when feelings come and go
& you can't decide what you want.
when you have so many things to say
but you don't know where to start.
when you want them in your life so bad,
but all you can do is push them farther & farther away.
it's so hard to think back to how things used to be
& look at it now and realize that things are different
& they may never be the same.
you tell yourself it's not worth it,
but if it really didn't matter,
you wouldn't spend so much time thinking about it.
Everyone has those people, you know?
The ones who are there for them through it all,
through every single up & down of your life.
They are always right there, riding the coaster with you,
squeezing you're hand tight on all the biggest, scariest hills telling you,
"You'll be okay, you'll make it through, you can do this."
You know that they will never hop off the coaster
at a stopping point to find an easier ride;
they will stick with you because they want to.
You trust these people immensely & they too trust you.
You would give anything for these people
because you never want them to find the pain & heartache life holds.
These people, they complete you,
they bring the biggest smile to your face
& make your life worth living.
You know that they will always be there for you,
no matter what, twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week,
& all three hundred sixty-five days of the year.
These people, these truly extraordinary people,
will never understand how important they are to you,
what kind of hero they have been in their life.
You spend each day trying to think of someway,
any way, to repay them,
to help them understand what they have done for you,
but always come up short.
You simply tell them Thank You, hoping that will be enough,
but apologizing when you realize that it isn't.
They, though, find it thank you enough for you to be happy
& knowing your coaster has slowed down for now.
And as your coaster slowly picks up the pace once again,
you know these people are still there,
ready to support you & squeeze your hand when you,
once more, find yourself riding it out on those hills.
And even if, over time, you find these people
& yourself apart, you are never truly apart,
maybe by the standard definition, but truly, you aren't.
Near or far, far or near,
these are the people that will always love you
& they'll never leave you.
she laughs a [little] and smiles a [lot]
her friends make sure she stays okay.
you walk by and she doesn't even give
you a second thought. she refuses to cry.
she's getting used to you not being in her life,
or at least it seems that way.
i've pretty much hit rock bottom, and what is the old saying
"when you've got nothing, you've got nothing to lose."
so maybe i'll give it a shot to make things better, or maybe
i'll just sit here and just let things happen,
because all the things i've forced, i've fucked up.
Sometimes, I want nothing more than to scream
my heart out to you so the whole world know's
how I feel. Yeah, that'll be the day.
And when I'm lying in bed
&& it's storming outside,
my only thought is how I wish
so much that you were here with me.
Heavenly Father,
Help us remember that the jerk who cut us off in traffic last night
is a single mother who worked nine hours that day
and is rushing home to cook dinner, help with homework,
do the laundry and spend a few precious moments with her children.
Help us to remember that the pierced, tattooed,
disinterested young man who can't make change correctly
is a worried 19-year-old college student,
balancing his apprehension over final exams with his fear
of not getting his student loans for next semester.
Remind us, Lord, that the scary looking bum,
begging for money in the same spot every day
is a slave to addictions that we can only imagine
in our worst nightmares.
Help us to remember that the old couple
walking annoyingly slow through the store aisles
and blocking our shopping progress are savoring this moment,
knowing that, based on the biopsy report she got back last week,
this will be the last year that they go shopping together
.Heavenly Father, remind us each day that,
of all the gifts you give us, the greatest gift is love .
It is not enough to share that love with those we hold dear.
Open our hearts not to just those who are close to us, but to all humanity.
Let us be slow to judge and quick to forgive, show patience, empathy and love.
amen.
She does not look at there faces as she walks by.
She can feel there cold stares and there disgust.
She is just another ugly ass girl who is hated.
And for what she doesn't exactly know.
She just wants another face, and another life
She screams her lungs out and throws things around.
She falls to the floor and covers her face.
She can hear the voices in her head telling her to die.
She can’t take them anymore, she has lived with them too long.
"Do you think you could ever love me again?"
"I ---Never--- Stopped"
The thing people forget is how good it can feel
when you finally set your secrets free.
Whether good or bad, at least they're out in the open,
like it or not.
And once your secrets are out in the open,
you don't have to hide them anymore.
The problem with secrets is
even when you think you're in control,
you're not.
Shes lost control,
Doesnt know what to do,
Shes been here before,
Tormented by you.
She smiles at me, then brings coffee to the table
Then pours sugar in my cup, I need her here like she's a drug
Whispers that she wants me, "Then take over my body"
From the Kitchen to the bedroom
You're just like the day i met you
Cold and Calm
That rings not on the hand i know that i left it
She's Packed her bags cause now she's had it.
I listen to you cry
A cry for less attention
But both my hands are tied
And I'm pushed into the deep end
I listen to you talk but talk is cheap
And my mouth is filled with blood
From trying not to speak.
some say you're violent
& people are afraid;
I say you're silent &
holding back the pain.
I'm afraid of not having enough time. Not enough time
to understand people, how they really are, or how to
be understood myself. I'm afraid of quick judgments
and mistakes that everybody makes. You can't fix them
without time. I'm afraid of seeing snapshots instead of movies.
Kick off your stilettos
Kick off your stilettos
And fuck me in the backseat
Fuck me in the backseat
You're always falling in disguise
And always quick to compromise.
i'm cutting ties with all the jealous zombies
i need to feel your warm body on me
when the sun goes down and the shadows grow
just trust in us and forever know
please keep holding on to me.
A broken leg can be remembered and located:
"It hurt right below my knee, it throbbed, I felt sick at my stomach."
But mental pain is remembered the way
dreams are remembered - in fragments,
unbidden realizations,
like looking into a well
and seeing the dim reflection of your face
in that instant before the water shatters.
never regret something you've done.
regret what you didn't do when you had the chance.
