Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses. Love is content with the present, it hopes for the future, and it does not brood over the past. It's the day-in and day-out chronicle of irritations, problems, compromises, small disappointments, big victories and working toward common goals. If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things that are missing. If you don't have love in your life, no matter what else there is, it's not enough.
Rock bottom is good solid ground, and a dead end street is just a place to turn around.
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mending whole was good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.
Depression is such a strong emotion, its regret, fear, frustration, isolation, a choice, and sometimes even a form of protection.
Yes, the past can hurt but the way I see it you can either run from it or learn from it.
I don't care that I don't care, but I do care maybe a little bit about not caring about not caring - but maybe I do feel sorry for all the nice people whose efforts are wasted on a waste case like me.
Sometimes you meet someone and before you know their name, before you know where they are from, you know that sometime in the future this person is going to mean something to you.
The road to success??.. Is always under construction.
Life comes without guarantees except... Laughing will brighten your day, smiling will enhance your eyes, and falling in love will change your life.
I'm mad at myself, not you. I'm mad for always being nice, always apologizing for things I didn't do, for getting attached, for making you my life, depending on you, wasting my time on you, thinking about you, following you, changing for you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you, and most of all... for not hating you which I know I should... but I can't.
Sometimes I hope we're still friends when I get married. I hope that I'll invite you to the wedding and you'll come. Then you'll see me as the happiest girl in the world. You'll see me with a guy that treats me right and loves me more than himself. You'll see all that you could've had and you'll regret letting me go.
After a long wait for bus no.20, two 20 number buses will always pull in together and the bus which you get in will be crowded than the other.