Wednesday, 26 September 2012
Sorry it's been so long since my last post... I've been super busy with school and stufffff. I love all the feedback, it means so much to me. I love hearing from you guys! Question: has anyone seen The Perks of Being a Wallflower movie yet? I adored the book and I heard the movie was awesome... Is there anyone out there who could confirm that statement for me?
Well, it's Hump Day... Two more days till Friday. I wish time would speed up...
Hope everyone is having a good week! Leave some love!
And you throw your head back laughing like a little kid. I think it’s strange that you think I’m funny ‘cause he never did . I’ve been spending the last eight months thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end . But on a Wednesday, in a cafe, I watched it begin again.
The guys will high-five me, but they won’t hold my hand
“I’ve never understood the reasoning for someone to “move on” from a relationship. It’s not like you are really going to “move on”, you are just trying to tell your heart to stop thinking about that person every second of every minute of everyday until it finally becomes a routine and you don’t notice it anymore. That is, until you see that person again, with someone who isn’t you, and then you have to remind yourself again.”
Life isn't as magical here, and you're not the only one who feels like you don't belong, or that it's better somewhere else...but there are things worth living for. And the best part is you never know what's going to happen next.
We are taught you must blame your father, your sisters, your brothers, the school, the teachers. You can blame anyone, but never blame yourself. It's never your fault. But it's always your fault because if you wanted to change, you're the one who's got to change. It's as simple as that, isn't it?
I don't know that love changes. People change. Circumstances change.
Sometimes you have to be strong for yourself. You have to know that you`re a good person and a good friend. What`s meant to be will end up good and what`s not - won`t. Love is worth fighting for, but sometimes you can`t be the only one fighting. At times, people need to fight for you. If they don`t, you just have to move on and realize what you gave them was more than they were willing to give you. Hopefully, people realize great things when they come around and don`t lose something real. Always fight, until you can`t anymore, and then be fought for.
Don't miss out on what's happening right now just because you're waiting for something better to come along. You can't live in the future.
I'm sure people just kiss each other. I’m sure that sometimes you’re talking and somehow two people move closer and closer to each other and then, they just kiss. I’m sure it happens all the time. But I’m also sure that a kiss is never just a kiss.
It is that selfish grief; I thought I could change him, but I cannot. People will be who they are, and there is not enough magic in any world to change that.
The way we get to live forever is through memories stored in the hearts and souls of those whose lives we touch. That’s our soul print. Its our comfort, our emotional nourishment at the end of the day and the end of a life. How wonderful that they are called up at will and savored randomly. It seems to me we should spend our lives in a conscious state of creating these meaningful moments that live on. Memories matter.
"'I Wanna Hold Your Hand.’ First single. Fucking brilliant. Perhaps the most fucking brilliant song ever written. Because they nailed it. That’s what everyone wants. Not 24-7 hot wet sex. Not a marriage that lasts a hundred years. Not a Porsche or a blow job or a million-dollar crib. No; they want to hold your hand. They have such a feeling that they can’t hide. Every single successful love song of the past fifty years can be traced back to ‘I Wanna Hold Your Hand.’ And every single successful love story has those unbearable and unbearably exciting moments of hand-holding."
You should love the person that makes you feel alive.
You grow up, and all kinds of hardship gets thrown on your shoulders... and then you don't dream of flying anymore.