nicoleslove23

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Quotes by nicoleslove23


Because even if it breaks your heart to be just friends,
if you really care about someone,

you'll take the hit.
All I'd ever wanted was to forget. but even when
I thought I had, pieces had kept emerging, like
bits of wood floating up to the surface that only hint
at the shipwreck below.




You want the truth? Well, here it is. Eventually, you forget it all. First, you forget everything
you learned - the dates of wars and Pythagorean theorem. You especially forget everything
you didn't really learn, but just memorized the night before. You forget the names of all but
one or two of your favorite teachers; and eventually you forget those, too. You forget your
junior year class schedule and where you used to sit, and your best friend's home phone
number and the lyrics to that song you must have played a million times. And eventually,
but slowly, you forget your humiliations - even the ones that seemed indelible just fade away.
You forget who was cool and who was not, who was pretty, smart, athletic,and not. Who
went to a good college, who threw the best parties, who hadthe most friends - you forget
all of them. Even the ones you said you loved, and the ones you actually did. They're the
last to go.------>  And once you've forgotten enough, you love someone else.

Let's just be honest. I'm not leaving for some
new perspective or to get a new start. I'm
leaving because I can't look at you anymore

without my heart breaking.

 Don't worry,
   I’m never going to tell you I love you.
         I know you wish I woudln’t.

 
I was always told to never look back.
And the minute I looked over my shoulder,
I saw everything I ever gave up on,
all the things I let go of,
and all the people who let go of me.

I know you never meant to do everything 
you put me through. It's okay, I forgive you. 
Just know when you see me cringe sometimes, 
i'm trying to rid the poison from my mind.

 
 
 youheart felt good.
 iyou c ould r ead my minthen I wonder what yowould think of  yourself . . .