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jueves, 19 de mayo de 2011

Keep moving on

I'm scared. I'm scared that I'm not going to be okay. That maybe it's not going to work out in the end. Maybe that's giving up hope but maybe it's thinking logically. I've had too much time alone to think about this. But it's like I've had this time because I actually give a fuck about people. I have compassion. Apparently, I'm the only one. I never got the memo to give up on your best friends.




Maybe  I like you because you're a lot like me. Or well, you're a lot like me but then in a better way. Plus you're everything I'm not. You're just like me, but then a thousand times better.





It took me a long time to realize this and I think I'm starting to, but sometimes what you want isn't always what you get. But in the end, what you get is so much better then what you wanted. Some people say it'll never happen, and we're just wasting time. But good things come when you least expect them, so I don't really mind.






There are two kinds of people in your life. People that are there to pick you up, and people who are there to push you down. In the end, you're going to thank them both.
You can tell more about a person by what they say about others, than you can by what others say about them.




Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you, he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs, and someday you will meet a wonderful guy, and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, every story we're told, implores us to wait for it. The third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending, we don't learn how to read the signs
. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces, and starting over. Freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this. Knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, and broken-hearts; through the blunders, and misread signals; through all the pain and embarrassment - you never gave up.









Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.



I don't believe in "the one". It's so stereotypical. You can't always get the perfect guy, or the perfect circumstances. Sometimes you just have to take the good with the bad, and smile with the sad. There will always be ways you have to bend, and certain ways you have to compromise to make it work. I don't believe in fate. I just believe that everything happens for a reason; true love never has a happy ending. Sometimes letting go is a way of saying I love you.

Don't promise me forever. Just love me day by day. No one knows the future. We're young, but that's okay.






I wish you hadn't turned your back. I wish you had explained. I wish you hadn't made me lose my faith in everything. For the rest of my life, I'll never forget that night we stayed up talking till five. I told you my dreams and fears, and you told me all your secrets. I never opened myself up to someone like that before. What we felt at the one moment in time... was simply irreplaceable.


 As we grow older, things must change, but they don't always have to end. Even though it is different now, you will always be my friend. When you reach into a box of Lucky Charms, you know there's a prize in the bottom. When you miss the King of the World scene in Titanic, you can rewind it. You can fast forward through when Simba's dad dies in the Lion King. But in life, if you miss something, you miss it. You can't go back. Sometimes you take all the right chances, say all the right things, and you still end up right back where you started. Happiness is not free, even though everyone says it is. Really, think about it. Something bad has to happen for you to realize how much you appreciate what you have now, to truly be happy. You won't know what the sunshine feels like unless you've been in the dark for a while. The people you love the most are the ones that end up hurting you the most. Life bites, and there are no guarantees, but somehow it always ends up giving you this great feeling when everything's said and done.




















A n n e   y o u   c a n ' t   h i d e ,  y o u   k n o w  w e ' l l  f i n  d   y o u . 

2 comentarios:

  1. Cielo ;3
    Me encanta, tanto el texto como la preciosa selección de fotografias con las que ilustraste la entrada. Sigue haciendo un trabajo tan maravilloso que nos inspire así.

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