Quotes added on Sunday, June 7 2015

It's never been easy for me to just forget about "us" in the past. I'll sometimes still have flashbacks about "us".

It's hard to let go of something that meant so much to you.
F*ck this sh*t, i don't know how much of this i can take...

Relationships get harder as you get older. Espically when you'd do anything for the man you love.

“A proactive person needs no pressure to perform and an ineffective person offloads his pressure onto others to deform the positive work culture of the system. So practically, a progressive organization knows that no pressure environment plays a pivotal role to increase the productivity or proficiency of its workforce.”
~Anuj Somany
"We stem from a root
planted in the belief that
we are not what we were called.
We are not abandoned cars
stalled out and sitting
empty on some highway.
And if in some way we are,
don't worry.
We only got out to walk
and get gas.
We are graduating members from
the class of
We Made it.
Not the faded echoes of voices crying out:
"Names will never hurt me."
But of course, they did.
But our lives will only ever
continue to be a balancing act,
that has less to do with pain,
and more to do with beauty."
~Shane Koyczan, To This Day
“Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog

And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo

And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's

and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"

because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint

And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed

when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.


Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A

and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went

And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her

but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem

And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think

he could reach the kitchen.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
I cant imagine loving anyone as much as I loved him. I can't imagine holding hands, and mouthing I love you to each other with someone else. I can't imagine thinking it will last forever with someone else. I can't imagine needing to kiss someone else so much. I can't imagine kissing anyone else. But I remember a time when I couldn't imagine loving anyone like that. But I did
you're talking shxt again,
it's heartbreak warfare
good to know it's all a game
disappointment has a name,
it's heartbreak, heartbreak.

 
SHE'S MY 
BESTFRIEND 
BROKE HER HEART I'LL
BREAK YOUR 
FACE!

 
It doesn't matter 
how pretty you are.
If your personality sucks. !
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