Love
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I delete the picture of him from my phone; I delete his number. I think that if I just delete him enough, it will be like none of it ever happened and my heart won't hurt so badly
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I delete the picture of him from my phone; I delete his number. I think that if I just delete him enough, it will be like none of it ever happened and my heart won't hurt so badly
Would you rather live one perfect day over and over or live your life with no perfect days but just decent ones?
If love is like a possession, maybe my letter are like my exorcisms
Don’t marry him. Don’t be with him. Be with me.
Moments, when lost, can't be found again. They're just gone.
Love is scary: it changes; it can go away. That's the part of the risk. I don't want to be scared anymore.
I love Jere more than anybody. He’s my brother, my family. I hate myself for doing this. But when I see you two together, I hate him too. His voice broke.Don’t marry him. Don’t be with him. Be with me.
I wish I had a boyfriend. I wish he lived in the wardrobe on a coat hanger. Whenever I wanted, I could get him out and he'd look at me the way boys do in films, as if I'm beautiful.
I love you. It hurts more than anything ever has, but I do. So don't you dare tell me I don't. Don't you ever say it again!
I do my best thinking at night when everyone else is sleeping. No interruptions. No noise. I like the feeling of being awake when no one else is.
I met a boy whose eyes showed me that the past, present and future were all the same thing.
Stop trying to be less of who you are. Let this time in your life cut you open and drain all of the things that are holding you back.
I want to be the best version of myself for anyone who is going to someday walk into my life and need someone to love them beyond reason.
I can do this… I can start over. I can save my own life and I’m never going to be alone as long as I have stars to wish on and people to still love.
Love is the strangest, most illogical thing in the world.
Is it possible not to ever know your type-not to even know you have a type-until quite suddenly you do?
People who meet in airports are seventy-two percent more likely to fall for each other than people who meet anywhere else.
Once you figure out who you are and what you love about yourself, I think it all kind of falls into place.