givingyoumyheart

There are two different types of waiting.

there's the waiting you do for something you know is coming, sooner or later- like waiting for the 6:28 train, or the school bus, or a party where a certain handsome boy might be. And then there's the waiting for something you don't know is coming. You don't even know what it is exactly, but you're hoping for it. You're imagining it and living your life for it. That's the kind of waiting that makes a fist in your heart.
 

In the last week (April 6-April 13), My friend Kyle broke his hand by punching his truck, My friend Timmy broke his ankle in two places, My friend Troy pulled a couple tendons in his arm, and to top it off late Monday night, early Tuesday morning (April 8/9), my friend Matty, who is like a brother to me, got into a really bad car accident, he shouldn't even be alive. (pictures will be on my page soon). And then last night (April 13) My friend Kyle's friend got into a car accident. I swear, we're cursed. I don't know how much more I can take of this!

If you don't call me all day, I understand.
When you don't text me all day, I understand.
When I stop giving a f.uck, I hope you
Understand
 

...and now I'm just not surprised when people leave.

I'm actually more surprised when they stay.

The best feeling in the world is

knowing that you're perfectly happy without the

thing you thought you needed.


 

Y.
That perfect letter.
The wishbone,
fork in the road,
empty wineglass.
The question we ask over and over again.

Aria: I love him.
 

Ella: I know you do,  


but not every relationship is meant to last forever.  «

And sometimes the best thing you can do is take a step back

and give yourself a chance to breathe.
                                                               

– Pretty Little Liars

 What is love?
By Emma K.
Age 6

 Love is when you're missing some of your teeth but you're not afraid to smile because your friend will still love you even though some of you is missing.
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Imagine there is a bank account that credits your account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day. Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance that you failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course? Each of us has such a bank. Its name is time. Every morning it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to a good purpose. It carries over no balance. It allows no over draft. Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of the day. If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no drawing against "tomorrow". You must live in the present on today's deposits. Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness and success. The clock is running. Make the most of today.