Quotes added on Sunday, November 8 2015

Imma be straight up.He may still love you. He probably does.He probably doesn't know what he wants.He probably thinks about you all the time.But that isn't what matters. What matters is what he's doing about it, and he's doing nothing.And if he's doing nothing, you shouldn't do anything. You need someone who makes it obvious they want you in their life.👌👍💯.

Hello, it's me.I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet.To go over,everything.They say that time's supposed to heal ya, but I ain't done much healing.

Hello from the other sideI must've called a thousand timesTo tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've doneBut when I call you never seem to be homeHello from the outsideAt least I can say that I've triedTo tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heartBut it don't matter, it clearly doesn't tear you apartAnymore

I'm scared to get close,
nd I hatbeing alone.
 lonfothat feeling,
To not feel at all.
he higher I rise,
The lower I sink.
 can't drown mydemons,
hey know how to swim.
At the end of the day, all that matters is how you perceived yourself!
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easier, but they lied.

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I am tired of trying to hold things together that cannot be held. Trying to control what cannot be controlled. I am tired of denying myself what I want for fear of breaking things I cannot fix. They will break no matter what we do.
The under dog. Yesery, that best describes me. Because I don't seem like a threat to anyone. But I'm quietly working away and getting stuff done. They'll describe me as cute, but I can't see myself that way. I'm not sweet, I've gone way too bitter. I tell myself I'm great, because that's what I need to hear. But then I tell myself I'm better and that's when things get worse. Because when you start to stick your nose up, you can't see where your feet go. And if I go on thinking I'm oh so special, I might wind up somewhere that isn't all that delightful. Realising this, I then tell myself I ain't all that. But then that leads me to point out things like, oh I'm dumb and yuck, I'm fat. I've realised I don't have a middle. I don't have that plateau where I think I'm alright. I'm either flying or drowning, sinking or soaring. It's a sad way to perceive yourself, and I'm trying to change. But sometimes it's good, to be going a little insane.

Its weird now, isn't it? Mad is good and good is mad. Why is it good to be wicked? I thought wicked was to mean bad. You know, like the wicked witch of the west? But things have changed now, haven't they? The bullies, they once called me weird and a loner. But now it's cool to be 'different' and you're 'mysterious' if you're lonesome. I once cried because my best friend called me careless. Now I cry because I'm so neurotic and smile when someone calls me lazy because it means they think I'm not so in over my head all the dang time. Change is weird. Change is different. I bet change has been described as a lot of things...mad, wicked, mysterious, good and bad. But I bet it's never been called boring, stupid or any other word that haunts me.

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