Sunday, 17 June 2012
Well, I spoke to Ryan for the first time in two weeks the other day. He told me that everything we had was a lie and that he never actually liked me. He then went on to list all the things about me that bothered him. Basically I was a waste of his time. So... Needless to say that made me feel absolutely worthless and brought my trust level all the way back down to nonexistent. I promise this is my last post where I mention him because I am done. I'm done feeling like crap, I'm done wasting my time on someone who apparently never gave a shit about me, I'm done thinking I need someone else to make me happy. I'M DONE.
I would just like to thank everyone though who has messaged me or who has left a comment regarding this whole Ryan thing. It amazes me how many people out there care and take the time to give advice, love, etc. Honestly, I wouldn't have been able to make it through this without all of you... You're the best!
Here's to new beginnings... Enjoy the post!
If something bad happened, you could look at it as failure, or you could look at it as a chance to head in another direction.
I don’t understand how you can let go of something you once said you couldn’t live without. How pictures can never change but the people in them do. How forever turns into a few short months that you’d do almost anything to get back. How even though you know something is the best for you, it just hurts the same. How the people who once wanted to spend every second with you, think a few minutes of their time is too much to spare. How people make promises despite knowing how common it is for promises to be broken. How people can erase you from their lives just because it’s easier than working things out.
With every day coming and going, I'm learning how to be okay without you. And I can't wait for the day when I get to look at you and feel absolutely nothing.
We're not a very patient society, so I think that maybe people get into relationships, and if they're not exactly the way they want them to be and there's no quick fix, they just give up.
Someday, we’ll forget the hurt, the reason we cried and who caused us pain. We will finally realize that the secret of being free is not revenge, but letting things unfold in their own way and own time. After all, what matters is not the first, but the last chapter of our life which shows how well we ran the race. So smile, laugh, forgive, believe and love all over again.
Life was messy. Always had been and always would be and that was just the way it was, so why bother complaining? You either did something about it or you didn’t, and then you lived with the choice you made.
The best revenge you could give someone who broke your heart, is to just let them see that youre happy without them.
That was the thing; you never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it is reconciled, accepted, someone points it out to you, and it just hits you all over again, that shocking.
For one split second, she almost turned around, but that would be like pouring raindrops back into a cloud. So, she took another step and said "I see the way out, and I'm gonna take it."
Real life is a funny thing you know. In real life saying the right thing, at the right moment is beyond crucial. So crucial in fact, that most of us start to hesitate, for fear of saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. But lately what I’ve began to fear more than that, is letting the moment pass with saying anything. I think you deserved to look back on your life without this chorus of resounding voices saying, I could of but it’s too late now.
I've lived such a great, fantastic life already, but there's still so much more.
You change for two reasons. Either you learn enough that you want to or you've been hurt enough that you have to.
She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens. She holds happiness, love and opinions. She smiles when she feels like screaming. She sings when she feels like crying. Cries when she’s happy, and laughs when shes afraid. Her love is unconditional. There’s only one thing wrong with her - and that is that sometimes she forgets what she is worth.