In our love stories, there may be commas... but never a full stop.
Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you. But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea what so ever.
You can't just cling on to something because it's familiar.
Friends don't owe each other anything.
So drop the little razor, and pick up your life, forget all the bad things, the pain and the strife.
A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.
Without pain, there would be no suffering, without suffering we would never learn from our mistakes. To make it right, pain and suffering is the key to all windows, without it, there is no way of life.
You can never determine which side of the bread to butter. If it falls down, it will always land on the buttered side.
I'm not afraid of the gun in my hand, I'm not afraid of dying, I'm just afraid of the pain it will bring, and to see my best friends crying.
Late at night when all the world is sleeping, I stay up and think of you... and I wish on a star that somewhere you're thinking of me, too.
Your the one I kiss, your the one I hug, your the one I hold, because you're the one I love.
I don't miss you: I miss the person I thought you were.