The smile across her face is real, the glitter in her eyes is actually there, and that laugh? No that's not fake for once. Yeah boy, it's all because of you.

I used to run scenarios through my mind of how we would end up together in the end.

When you kissed me, I considered it my first kiss because after that, all the other kisses were forgotten.

I see you in my dreams, I see you in the sky, but baby I really want you by my side.

And if you're listening, I miss you.
And if you hear me now, I need you.
-- Paramore

I just want to breathe in this feeling and never let it out. You gave me something to believe in. You are the one thing I can't live without.

I can't promise to fix all your problems, but I can promise you won't have to face them alone.

You're simply amazing;
Don't let anyone tell you other wise.

Time heals all wounds,
but it's also the hardest medicine to take.

Forget about all the reasons why something may not work. What you only need to do is to find one good reason why it will.

We can never really love anybody
with whom we never laugh with.

I want to hold you. I want to run into your arms, filled with joy. I want to look into your eyes, and know this is real. I want to feel your touch, and feel that jolt of excitement rush through my veins. I want to hear your heartbeat, faster, faster. I want to know that this is forever, just by listening to your sweet, sweet words.

i know im not the best for you, but promise that you'll stay.
cause if i watch you go, you'll see me wasting,
you'll see me wasting away.

Even a good player could someday be a toy of a better player. I call it: karma.

Fine; I’ll admit it: I think of you every second of every day
you’re my favorite subject to talk about
when I hug you I wish I was allowed to never let you go
most of my dreams have you in them
I always get excited when I get to see you again.
& I’ve completely & totally fallen for you.

Why must conversions always come so late?
Why do people always apologize to corpses?

What you did was unforgivable. You knew what you were doing and you knew it would hurt me, but somehow, that still didn't stop you.

You just don't get it do you? I'm not the girl you used to know.

Don't be gentle. Love me, but not gently. I need to know that your desperation, your missing, has been as great as mine. I need to feel in the fervor of your touch that you have longed for this as much as I have. I need to feel how you've missed me.

I may never love my life;
But right now, I'm happy, thoroughly happy.
And that's all that matters.

I can't help it. I can't help caring. I'm forced. I'm too weak to restrain myself from you. I can't help looking for you in a crowd. I can't help thinking of you in the middle of the night, day, or anytime at all. I can't help wishing that you would love me. I can't help waiting until the moment we talk again. I can't help wanting to be more than just friends. I can't help the way I love you.. although I wish I could. Sometimes I wonder why I love you the way I do; but I don't have a reason. I just simply fell in love with you.

Scar tissue has no character. It's not like skin.
It doesn't show age or illness or pallor or tan.
It has no pores, no hair, no wrinkles.
It's like a slip cover.
It shields and disguises what's beneath.

I think the happiness is here to stay

So, what's your addiction? The pain, the emptiness, the high?
Maybe we all just want to feel alive.
So cut up your arms, restrict all your food, and take hit after hit after hit

 
You meet someone, and you just click. You have the same ideas about life. You don't even have to finish your sentences, because the person already knows what you mean.

you complain to me
about the stupidest shit
you can't even imagine
the things i go through

And I don't even know what kinda fool
you're taking me for. So you've got some brand
new clothes you never could afford before. Oh brother,
spare us all, we don't care anymore, we just wanna
get down on the floor. You sell yourself to make it,
you can dish it, but can you really take it?
- Guilty Pleasure by Cobra Starship

We’re not infinite, but we can pretend.
I want you to drink with me, and for awhile, we can put off the end.
Look, kid, I’m not one for the sad goodbyes.
So I’ll say see you later, just promise me you’ll try.

Perhaps 'fuck off' might be too kind.

 
And now, after today, I don't care. I refuse to care about you anymore. I said "I had no ill feelings," what I left off was.. "I no longer have feelings at all for you." I saw tonight for the first time what everyone else in the world has always seen. I can finally not care about you. I don't care if you're mad about the truths I told you; You're the one that needed to hear them. I told you they were harsh. I was just trying to spare you, but I promise I'll never spare your feelings again. I'll be like you & walk all over you & hurt you every chance I get. Actually I won't.. cause I don't care.

You were a risk. A giant risk.
You reminded me why I don't take risks.

She’s strong because she knows what its like to be weak.
She keeps up her guard because she knows what its like
to cry herself to sleep.

I miss you.
Three words you'll never hear me admit.

You can't tell someone that you'll be there and then walk away like you don't care.
I'm not saying this cause I'm mad, I just want you to understand.
One day, it's gonna catch up with you.

I wish I could tell you how I feel in a such a way that you'll never, ever doubt it.

I guess there's just a part of me that likes to bring you down just to keep you around, cause the day you realize how amazing you are, you're gonna leave me.

And I'll sing songs to help me stay up all night long, cause I don't want to go to sleep. And I'll sing a song and I hope you're listening carefully. And know exactly what I mean.

L.O.V.E. is just another word I never learned to pronounce.

The only thing worse than having a party that no one attends is having a party attended only by two vastly, deeply uninteresting people.

Another Saturday night wasted away,
too far to care and too drunk to dream.
Once again the words you said won't get,
won't get out of my fucking head.

I've been waiting for this moment all my life, but it's not quite right.
-- Silversun Pickups

She covers her insecurities with makeup
She hides her fears with drugs
She ignores reality when she bleeds
and she fakes her happiness with alcohol
all so no one see's the mess she really is

I'm scared because I don't want anyone else to steal your heart;
That's what I want to do.

I'll make you smile for the simple fact I'm good at it. I'll make you smile just so I can sit and look at it.

I am living for the moments that can make one
smile without even trying;
that can change my mood in a flash;
that make me so hyper I am bouncing
off the walls; that I never want to forget

Tell me that you don't take that blade and drag it across your skin, and pray for the
courage to press down.

Life is about
skinny dipping, taking shots,
loud music, smoking pot,
fights and make-ups,
true loves and break-ups,
beach in the summer, sledding in snow
annoying the parents, waiting to grow
sunsets with boyfriends
and concerts with best friends
big or small
quiet or loud
ugly or beautiful.
Life's about it all.

got a lot of sinful ideas
but they seem kinda sensible

You know when something is wrong,
when you can't remember the last
time you were truly happy...

Sometimes you have to be your own hero.

People say that time heals everything,
but I'm still waiting.

"Goodfuckingluck," I wanted to say. "Trying to find someone who cares like I do. Who understands like I do. Who is forgiving like I am. Who will get your every quirk and positively adore it like I do. And when you realize that that's not out there, goodfuckingluck finding me where you left me."

Expecting life to treat you well because
you're a good person is like expecting
an angry bull not to charge you
because you're a vegetarian.

And tonight she's taking chances,
making memories out of what she has.
Throwing caution to the wind, it feels
good to leave it all behind.

I’m always a mess.
I can never keep my own secrets.
I laugh too hard at stupid things.
My favorite songs can make me cry.
I always watch for 11:11,
but I miss it more than I notice it.
I live in the past,
in the memories I have with the people I love.
I hate thinking about reality
& I’m so homesick that it’s not even funny.
But not homesick in a missing my house kind of way..
maybe it’s more like heartsick for all the things that I can’t get back.
It’s hard for me to define myself..
I guess I’m just a cliché--
the girl who loved too hard & didn’t get anything in return.
I don’t want to be the heroine in some tragic love story,
I just want the one person who has never given me a second thought.