Wednesday, 04 July 2012
I always wonder if people really care, or if they’re just curious.
Surround yourself with people who make you happy. People who make you laugh, who help you when you’re in need. People who would never take advantage of you, people who genuinely care, they are the ones worth keeping in your life. Everyone else is just passing through.
Smile, it could cheer up people around you, and also irritate those haters who wish you to be sad and down.
Don’t let loneliness drive you back into the arms of someone who you know doesn’t care about you.
Why worry about things you cannot change? Move on because life isn’t waiting.
And in time, this too shall pass.
Sometimes you need to put the past behind the saddest aside, you need to forget everything you ever felt, your feelings, your thoughts, everything that was ever there, because you can’t get hurt if you don’t care.
Be strong now, because things will get better. It might be stormy now, but it can’t rain forever.
Same bullshit, different person.
Do not base your happiness of someone else.
Do not look back, and grieve over the past, for it is gone; do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful, that it will be worth remembering.
And then you feel so low you can’t feel anything at all.
Yesterday I cared so much; today I don’t give a fuck, tomorrow I’ll probably care again.
She’s getting stronger, you know, since you pushed her away. No, you threw her away. She’s learned. You aren’t the only thing she talks about anymore, she laughs a little more, and I can see that glow inside her begin to flicker again. It’s a beautiful site. She’s picking herself up and she’s getting stronger. She’s getting more immune to you every day.
“Ask yourself this question: ‘Will this matter a year from now?’” – Richard Carlson
You’re not my problem anymore, go away.
I want you on top of me.
The more I see you, the more I love you.
Honestly, I don’t need someone that sees what’s good about me, I need someone that sees the bad, and still wants me.
I’m sorry that I’m sometimes not good enough.