Quotes added on Friday, November 20 2015
Open your mind...
You could be missing out on a great person. Or a song that describes your feelings exactly. A novel that takes you on an adventure.You might gain a best friend.
A soul mate. A purpose. Something.
Take more interest. You might just stumble upon what you never knew your heart desired.
Right in front of you.
♥
I will replace
Rejection with Acceptance
Panic with Friendship
Lost with Choice
Failure with Pride
Isolation with Trust
Guilt with Respect
Treachery with Loyalty
Doubt with Confidence
You and me with Us
Disbelief with faith
Betrayal with Faithfulness
Abuse with Kindness
Emptiness with Service
Shame with Growth
Darkness with Light
Fear with Strength
Bigotry with Tolerance
Rejection with Acceptance
Panic with Friendship
Lost with Choice
Failure with Pride
Isolation with Trust
Guilt with Respect
Treachery with Loyalty
Doubt with Confidence
You and me with Us
Disbelief with faith
Betrayal with Faithfulness
Abuse with Kindness
Emptiness with Service
Shame with Growth
Darkness with Light
Fear with Strength
Bigotry with Tolerance
Life is a book.
A new page every day.
& no matter how adjusted I get to these pages.
It never ceases to amaze me on the next page.
How quickly life can change in a single day.
How fast things can take a turn for the worst or for the better.
Never knowing if the next page is your last.
Living life in suspense.
Dying to live yet we're living to die.
A new page every day.
& no matter how adjusted I get to these pages.
It never ceases to amaze me on the next page.
How quickly life can change in a single day.
How fast things can take a turn for the worst or for the better.
Never knowing if the next page is your last.
Living life in suspense.
Dying to live yet we're living to die.
boys
are
control
freaks
Charlie's Last Letter
I don't know if I will have the time to write anymore letters
because I might be too busy trying to participate.
So if this does end up being the last letter,
I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I started high school
and you helped me.
Even if you didn't know what I was talking about
or know someone who's gone through it.
You made me not feel alone.
Because I know there are people who say all these things don't happen.
And there are people who forget what it's like to be sixteen when they turn seventeen.
And know these will all be stories someday
and our pictures will become old photographs
and we'll all become somebody's mom or dad.
But right now these moments are not stories.
This is happening.
I am here and I am looking at her
and she is so beautiful.
I can see it.
This one moment when you know you're not a sad story,
you are alive.
And you stand up and see the lights on buildings
and everything that makes you wonder,
when you were listening to that song
on that drive with the people you love most in this world.
And in this moment, I swear, we are infinite.
I don't know if I will have the time to write anymore letters
because I might be too busy trying to participate.
So if this does end up being the last letter,
I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I started high school
and you helped me.
Even if you didn't know what I was talking about
or know someone who's gone through it.
You made me not feel alone.
Because I know there are people who say all these things don't happen.
And there are people who forget what it's like to be sixteen when they turn seventeen.
And know these will all be stories someday
and our pictures will become old photographs
and we'll all become somebody's mom or dad.
But right now these moments are not stories.
This is happening.
I am here and I am looking at her
and she is so beautiful.
I can see it.
This one moment when you know you're not a sad story,
you are alive.
And you stand up and see the lights on buildings
and everything that makes you wonder,
when you were listening to that song
on that drive with the people you love most in this world.
And in this moment, I swear, we are infinite.
I'm too shy, to tell you how I
feel.
So
i'll hide behind timid smiles and soft hellos.
I'm afraid if I ask you '' What do
you think of me?''
your
reply will be,
I don't.
it's been months but i stil see you in my head every single day.
not even the amount of distractions i have can keep you from crawling
back into my thoughts and reminding me of how you were. i hate them all.
those thoughts make me sick. i try not to wear the same clothes i did
back when i was seeing you because all it does is take me back and
all i want on this earth is to forget everything you ever gave me but
how can i do that when all i do is remember the look on your face every
time you leaned in to kiss me. you're a parasite in my brain and i swear
im sick but everyone tells me i'll be fine and i'll soon get over it but
i know i won't ever get better.
