Monday, 11 June 2012

• I'mma go 'cause I have no problem with saying goodbye...

  

  There's so much to say that I have nothing to say... 

  Yeah, that makes a ton of sense, I know. 

  Wouldn't even know where to begin. I guess the most important thing is that I'm learning to live for myself and that maybe my priorities weren't always in the correct order. Either way, I think I'm getting better, I hope. 

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  It’s a choice. You just have to decide that I’m not going to put my energy there. I’m going to decide to let this go. It’s your choice. You can embrace it, you can become a prisoner of bitterness and resentment anger and victim city, or you can just say ‘I’m going to live my life and be happy.’

  
  

  

   

  "For what it's worth: it's never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live the life you're proud of, and if you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again."

   

  

   

  I've been the girl- middle finger in the air, unaffected by rumors. the truth is: I don't care. So open your mouth and stick out your tongue, you might as well let go. You can't take back what you've done. So find a new lifestyle, a new reason to smile. Look for Nirvana under the strobe lights, sequins and sex dreams you whisper to me. There's no reason to cry.

  
  

  

  
  

  I was dancing with the devil, I was singing dirty songs, pulling whiskey from the bottle till the early break of dawn.

   

  

   

  If you can't solve it, it isn't a problem - it's reality. And sometimes reality is the hardest thing to understand and the thing that takes the longest to realize. But once it hits you in the face you'll never forget it. It will always be there in your memoriesand sometimes that is the best way to look at it.

  
  

  

  
  

  So how do I do normal? The smile I fake, the permanent wave of cue cards and fix it kits. Can't you tell? I'm not myself. I'm a slow motion accident, lost in coffee rings and fingerprints. I don't wanna feel anything, but I do. And it all comes back to you.

  
  

  
  

  

   

  I want to be indispensable. I want to be someone’s all, I want to be the reason why somebody smiles first thing in the morning. Because it feels like I’m always the one making people indispensable to me. I am always making someone my all, I’m always smiling when I wake up because of that someone. For once I want the chance to have someone care for me the way I care too much about everyone else.

   

  

   

  She said, “Baby, don’t worry about it, it’s happened many times. You’re just like all the other boys and eventually I’ll be fine. See, I’m the supreme grand master of being dead without dying.”

   

  

   

  The most beautiful girls are the ones that have more to offer than just her looks.

   

  

   

   I've come to realize that we never stop loving the people who leave. We just stop needing them like we used to.

   

  

   

  A strong woman takes risks, takes compliments, and tries not to take herself too seriously.

   

  

   

  I used to constantly look for people to replace you. Someone to talk to everyday, someone to trust, someone to believe in,someone to love, someone to have the time of my life with. I stopped though. I learned some people really can't be replaced. Even though everyday I still glance to see if I find potential in anyone.

   

  

  
  

  As I say the words, I realize how true they are. And maybe that's the trick to getting through it, through life... realizing that everybody, including ourselves, is lugging around some kind of screwed-up baggage. Maybe we are put here to help each other carry the loads.

   

  

   

  And this whole time I was putting the blame on myself, telling myself I wasn’t the one that was good enough. If only I would have known now what I knew back then.

  
  

  

  
  

   

  "Be pretty if you can, be witty if you must, but be gracious if it kills you."
  

  -Elsie De Wolfe

   

  

   

  Realize who you are and who you're not. Stay true to you.

   

  

   

  I came to make a difference, but I just made a mess. I tried to say I love you, but denied you instead. And the tides that bind keep me torn between oceans. I am tired now from the inside out, and nothing can stop the war that I've started with myself. And I am finding out that I'm losing ground, and nothing can stop the war that I've started with myself.

  
  

  
  

   

  Don't ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive, and then go and do that because what the world needs is people who have come alive
  

   

  

    

  Bear in mind, people with eating disorders tend to be both competitive and intelligent. We are incredibly perfectionistic. We often excel in school, athletics, artistic pursuits. We also tend to quit without warning. Refuse to go to school, drop out, quit jobs, leave lovers, move, lose all our money. We get sick of being impressive. Rather, we tire of having to seem impressive. As a rule, most of us never really believed we were any good in the first place. 

  -Marya Hornbacher 

  
  

  

  
  

   

   It sucks but it is exactly what I thought it would be like trying to start over. I have got a whole in my heart from some kind of emotional roller coaster. Something I won't go on until you toy with my emotions, so it's over.

  
  

  

  
  

   

  If your dissect yourself, I guarantee you your friends are in there. Their influence is incredible, best friends are what you need most.

   

  
  

   

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