Tuesday, 04 September 2012
Things are getting better... I think. I don't know, we'll see how it goes.
College is exhausting. I'm tired all the time. Oh, well.
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Hope everyone had a nice long weekend!
I have seen fire and I have seen rain. I have seen sunny days that I thought would never end. I have seen lonely times when I couldn't find a friend, but I always thoughts that I would see you again.
Someday, we will forget the hurt, the reasons we cried, and who caused the pain. We will finally realize that the secret of being free is not revenge, but letting things unfold in their own way and their own time. After all, what matters is not the first, but the last chapter of our lives; which shows how well we ran the race. So smile, laugh, forgive, believe, and love, all over again.
We laughed when people said we wouldn’t want to leave, but we cried when they told us we had to go.
I've accepted that we can't be but I've also accepted that you're going to be that one person I carry with me for the rest of my life, the one who is always going to make my heart jump a little and my stomach tie up in knots. No matter how happy I am otherwise and no matter how long it's been. The one I will always wish had secretly asked me to the dance even though I'm happier with the guy that did. Do you realize how incredibly difficult it is to accept both those things at once?
I know I'm tired of thinking about what I should have done yesterday. I know I'm just tired. If I knew what to do with my life, how to fix it up, I would have done it a long time ago.
I didn't want it to be one good memory that led to a lot of bad ones. I wanted it to stay what it was, one amazing moment, something that was strong and sweet enough to stand on its own. Something I could remember without any pain.
All of us started out normal. All of us started out with the potential to do almost anything we wanted, but somewhere along the path of our lives, we got lost.
The worst regret we can have in life is not for the wrong things we did. But for the right things we could have done but we never did.
And sometimes when you’re on, you’re really fucking on. And your friends, they sing along. And they love you. But the lows are so extreme that the good seems fucking cheap. And it teases you for weeks in its absence. But you’ll fight and you’ll make itthrough. You’ll fake it if you have to. And you’ll show up for work with a smile. And you’ll be better, you’ll be smarter. More grown up and a better daughter or son. And a real good friend. And you’ll be awake, you’ll be alert.You’ll be positive though it hurts. And you’ll laugh and embrace all of your friends. And you’ll be a real good listener. You’ll be honest, you’ll be brave. You’ll be handsome and you’ll be beautiful. You’ll be happy. Your ship maybe coming in. You’re weak but not giving in.
What we call chaos is just patterns we haven't recognized yet.
Yeah, I talk to other guys. I laugh with other guys and I hug other guys. But none of them will ever mean as much to me as you do.
It’s been a long time since I’ve actually enjoyed the sunset. I like all the colors mixing into each other. I am getting better, slowly, and things are starting to look up. Sometimes you might even see me cracking a true honest-to-god smile. It’s rare but it happens more often now. And even if no one else notices, I do. And that is all that really matters.
The sun will rise tomorrow. It always does, and all the wishing in the world for the way things were, or for what they could have been, won't change that. It won't change how things are.
-Something, Maybe by Elizabeth Scott
We were never ones to give it all up and just let go. And no matter what, I can’t help but think of you and I when our hearts were gold. And I remember that new morning when the sun never came up. And I remember that look in your eyes, remember that look in my eyes. Sometimes we can’t stop the wind from changing. And darling, it will be alright if we give it a good fight. Because some things are worth holding on to forever, like autumn nights. We can’t let this end, because it means so much.
It takes strength to survive, it takes courage to live.
The hardest thing ever is taking chances. Because you can only take so much pain. And you can only get hurt so many times before you create a bubble around yourself to avoid any more scars. And then you end up never really living at all. So we deal with pain. We take chances and we take risks, because either way we’re going to lose, and it’s going to hurt.