i don't like being this weak.
feeling this vulnerable.
crying tears that don't need to be shed.
letting you have complete and utter control over me.
but i can't help it.
i'm just in love with you.
I know in the back of my mind that life would be so much easier if I never talked to you again.
If I shut you out of my life and moved on, I could finally get over you.
But you're the only thing that makes me happy, whether it's right or wrong.
And I don't have the strength to give up on that.
When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground, it makes a loud crashing sound. When a window shatters, a table leg breaks, or when a picture falls off the wall, it makes a noise. But as for your heart, when that breaks, it’s completely silent. You would think as it’s so important it would make the loudest noise in the whole world, or even have some sort of ceremonious sound like the gong of a symbol or the ringing of a bell. But it’s silent and you almost wish there was a noise to distract you from the pain. i want something to wake up for every morning. it doesnt have to be someone, but id like it to be. it just needs to exist.
i want to stop disappointing people because i want to stop disappointing myself.
i want to stop making friends with the right kind of people who make me feel wrong.
i want to find a passion for anything, anything to keep me going.
i want to be the girl at the end of the movie who does a half smile and knows everything will be fine.
i want total honesty to be easier to achieve.
i want to end my life as myself; not my friends, not my family, and not who they always expected i would be.
i want the world to be worth living without love because i dont think i'll ever find it.
i want equality to exist among everyone. especially prejudiced teenage girls.
i want stress and exhaustion to disappear.
i want every christmas to be a happy one; the one day a year where stress, hate, exhaustion, tension and pain dont exist for anyone at all.
i want to achieve everything they never did. holding onto broken hearts
memories are what's left of us
you're trying too hard to be my friend
& i'm placing all our pictures in
these broken frames to remind
me never to fall in love again… for a kiss to be really good.. you want it to mean something.
you want it to be with someone you can't get out of your head.
so that when you lips finally touch,
you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep
that you never want to come up for air.
you can't cheat your first kiss. and trust me,
you don't want to. because when you find
the right person, that first kiss?
it's everything.
++grey's anatomy
I want to scream until no sound comes out and you've learned your lesson
I want to swallow these pills to get to sleep
So I dont have to make a bad impression
I need to start to be myself
Because I'm sick of everybody else
You used to talk to me like I was the only one around
You used to lean on me..the only other choice was falling down
You used to walk with me like we had nowhere we needed to go
Nice and slow, to no place in particular
We used to have this figured out
We used to breathe without a doubt
When nights were clear you were the first star I'd see
We used to have this under control
We never thought...we Used to know
At least there's you and at least there's me
Can we get this back, can we get this back...
To how it used to be one of the worst feelings in the world is having to doubt something you thought was unquestionable its like one of those old fashioned movies,
it's coming to an end and everyone's screaming at the screen;
"TELL HIM YOU LOVE HIM"
..but you can't. & as she cried her self to sleep for the 5th night in a row,
she couldnt help but begin to hate herself.
she had no idea that it was going to come down to her feeling like this. he's a little more then amazing
and i wish he knew that
i think he might be just
as close to perfect as you can get
i just want him to know that
he miqht just think of me as
just another girl but i want him
to know that i'm a girl who
took one look at him and fell harder
then shes ever fallen in my life i faintly remember breathing
on your bedroom floor
where i laid and told you
but you swore
you loved me more i read your letter
the one you left when you broke into my house
retracing every step you made
and you said you
meant it
and there's a piece of me in every single
second of every single day
but if it's true then tell me how it got this way you always seem to dissappoint me
its like our inside joke, except its not funny i remember every single word you said.. okay?
i'm not naive and i'm not that stupid.
i've been broken before. i can deal.
i'm not scared of moving on with my life.
what I'm scared of is that i'll realize somewhere along the road that
you were my life
and you give me all the reason to hate you
but yet i dont its something that everyone already knew
he means so much more to her than she'll ever admit &&she thinks that maybe, just maybe
if she turns up the radio
and doesnt answer the phone,
her problems just might fix themselves.
it turns out,
sometimes you have to do the wrong thing.
sometimes you have to make a big mistake
to figure out how to make things right.
mistakes are painful,
but they're the only way to find out
who you really are.
++grey's anatomy
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