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I dream;; when reality can't fulfill my standards ♥
when reality can't fulfill my standards
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I like how this website full of quotes, has turned into a situation we look at every day. Now we all know we look at the ''pretty'' quotes first, And that's pretty much what happens in real life. People every day get more attention when they are ''prettier'' It's the color on the outside that makes all the difference What ever happened to inner beauty? The 'black and white' of reality. It's all gone because no one ever looks at the plain people anymore, all they look at is the people with confidence, 'color', and the ones that are drop dead gorgeous. We all say we don't judge people, but in reality if you are looking at the 'pretty' quotes, you , in reality , are. So I have a challenge for you. Go out there, & look at the 'plain' quotes. Or the plain people. They might have just as much 'color' as anyone else <3
Hey you ! Yes you, the one sitting at the computer right now. You are amazing, You are beautiful, You can be anything or anyone you wanna be, You can do anything by just being you. You aren't here to impress everyone. Don't change yourself. EVER. You are YOU for a reason, and that's all the reason to be as happy as can be This quote isn't meant to get hundreds of favorites, or anything of that sort. It's suppose to inspire you<3
We met in kindergarten. We were best friends. She always told me she loved my eyes. I didn't quite know why. I was in love with her, so of course my face lit up immensely whenever she said it. She was beautiful, kind, and extremely funny. We'd be talking about nothing, and she'd turn to me and whisper, "I like your eyes." One day, I was playing basketball, waiting for her to drive over to my house to have a game with me. Suddenly, I got a phone call. It was her mom. She was in a panic. I couldn't quite understand what she was saying. It sounded like, "Aaron, come quick! Kelsey, accident, Main Street! Blood. Come now!" I had no clue what happened, so I ran to Main Street with my basketball shorts and a tee shirt on. I saw Kelsey's mom helplessly crying, waiting for the ambulance to arrive. I saw a totaled car, blood everywhere. Then I saw her, Kelsey. My heart stopped as I frantically ran over to her. "Kelsey? Kelsey!" She was unconscious. I started crying. I know it isn't very manly, but I couldn't help it. Before I could say anymore, the medics took her away, the main source of blood coming from her head. I went to the hospital that night, I went every night. in fact, the only time I left was to go out to eat, but that's it. The doctors tried getting me to leave, but I refused. It was all my fault. If it wasn't for me, wanting to play basketball with her, she wouldn't be going through this. It was already four days, and she hasn't woken up. On the fifth day, I saw her eyes gently open. "Kelsey?" I called. She wasn't quite awake yet. Suddenly, doctors came rushing in, telling me I had to wait outside. I did, for a few hours. One of the doctors finally came out saying, "I understand that you're Kelsey's friend, Aaron?" "Yes," I whispered. He bit his lip. "She woke up, she's fine, but I'm afraid she has long term memory loss." "Are you serious?" I almost shouted. "I'm afraid so." I didn't meet his gaze. I couldn't. I wasn't going to say anything, so he spoke again. "You can go see her if you want, but she doesn't remember anything, not even her mom." I walked in, trembling in horror. I saw her. She looked helpless as she slept. I waited a few hours, until I saw her eyes opening gently again. I expected doctors to run in, rushing me out. Instead, she looked me straight in the eyes, and whispered, "I don't know you, but I like your eyes."
I want a person who comes into my life by accident, & stays on purpose.
When guys get jealous it's kinda cute (': When girls get jealous World war III is about to start.
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