one:: i waited for the numbness to return, or the pain. because the pain must be coming. i'd broken my personal rules. instead of shying away from the memories, i'd walked forward and greeted them.. that was going to cost me, i was sure of it. especially if i couldn't reclaim the haze to protect myself. i felt alert, and that frightened me. -bella, new moon
two:: people are going to disappoint you, i get that.. i kind of expect that, but what if you wake up one day and realize you're the dissapointment? -one tree hill
three::i'm so afraid to be profoundly happy. happiness is like this frightening. they only let you be this happy if they are preparing to take something from you. -the kite runner
four:: music is a total constant. that's why we have such a strong visceral connection to it. because a song can take you back instantly to a moment, or a place, or even a person. no matter what else has changed in your world, that one song stays the same, just like that moment.
five:: everyone has their weak spots. the one thing that, despire your best efforts, will always bring you to your knewws, regardless of how strong you are otherwise.
six:: i want to feel something real. i want to be intoxicated by someone's very presence. i want butterflies and mixed feelings. i want confusion. i want the mood swings. i just want to feel.
seven:: never say goodbye. because goodbye means going away. and going away means forgetting. -peter pan
eight:: 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.
nine:: that's the thing you never get used to it, the idea of someone being gone. just when you think its reconciled, accepted, someone points it out to you and it just hits you all over again.
ten:: i want someone to share my secrets with, someone to talk to late at night when i can't sleep, someone who feels comfortable around my family, someone to comfort me when i'm scared, to hold me when i'm sad, someone who doesn't need to say that he loves me for me to know it's true.
eleven:: and when i'm older and my little girl asks me who my first love was i don't wanna have to pull out the old photo album. i want to be able to point acorss the room and say he's sitting right over there.
twelve:: you know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? all of the sudden even though you have some place where you can put your stuff that idea of home is gone. -garden state
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