Hey guys! So sorry I haven't updated in close to a month :/ I've been super busy with starting high school and dealing with the drama that came with it! Any of you that are interested, I finally met a boy :) I'll add more to that if requested :) Anyway, enjoy the update and definitly recommend!

We cling to music, to poems, to quotes, to writing, to art, because we want to feel together. We want to know that we are not going crazy and that somewhere else out there, someone is feeling exactly what you are feeling. We love everything that is tied up neatly and easily, but we cannot ever find that, and it scares the hell out of us, to not know the next step, or where things are headed. Being unsure is never part of our plan. But its moments, the ones where you risk it and take change regardless of how vulnerable it makes us, that help us remember that life is larger than we’ll ever know.

She won’t call you, you have to call her. She won’t come talk to you, you should go talk to her. She’s not going to let you act stupid and act like she likes it. You should just be you around her. When you’re with a group of friends, she isn’t going to run into your arms no matter how much she wants to. You need to come up behind her and wrap your arms around her and let her friends get jealous. She loves you more than you can imagine, no matter how much she doesn’t show it. but you boy, you need to show her how much you love her so she isnt afraid to show it back.

I guess the reason I think I'm nothing is because no one's ever fought for me. I believe if I was really truly worth it, that somewhere along this road, someone would've fought for me to stay, but instead, I always wound up walking away.

She said: Oh that's nice. That makes me feel so much better. You wont give me a chance because you think I'm like the other girls you've fucked. Thanks. I'm glad I mean that much to you. He said: No. You're not fucking understanding. All the other relationships I've had have ended after I've given all that I have and things still didn't work out between us, and its still not enough. So we end up breaking up, and its so hard because we both end up being hurt. And nothing's the same, everything stops between us. And I'm choosing to do this because I don't want that with you. What happens if we don't make it, if we don't last? Not only would I lose a girlfriend but I'd also lose my best friend. And then what would I have?

At the end of the day, faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And it's not so important, happy ever after, just that it's happy right now. See, once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you and once in a while, people may even take your breath away.

I need a boy. A true guy. One who looks real tough, but won't make me cry. I need that kinda guy who understands and even when he's with his boys, he still says "baby, hold my hand". I don't want to fall to the ground, I want to fall in love.

I'm only one of those girls who isn't smart outside of school; who will try and make anyone's day better, no matter what the reason is. She'll always trip on her own feet in the hallway and says things faster than she can think of them. She'll embarrass herself in front of the whole school and might not know it until the next day. She holds back her feelings and doesn't show any remorse until she gets home. But honey, if I'm one of those girls and if you love me... then I believe this can all work out to be perfect.

There was a girl I used to know but I haven’t seen her in awhile. She was beautiful, smart, confident, free spirited. She could turn an uneasy silence into a conversation. She could make you smile just like that, and she could even make you cry just like that. She felt like she could change the world, paint it different colors. She could conquer anything. She believed in fairytales, dreams, and love. Until that day when he took his love away. Her smile faded and turned to tears. And now that the tears have run dry she feels empty, lonely, even though she’s not alone. Her pride has faded. Her hope seems lost. She doubts herself, no longer feels worth or beautiful. Now the silence is her own. Her eyes have dulled. Her laugh is forever changed. The colors she tries to paint are now dried up and grey. Her dreams have disappeared. Her fairytale is just a memory that’s long gone all because he took his love away. I miss that girl. I wonder if I’ll ever be the same.

So maybe it doesn't really matter if you wear your heart on you sleeve, or if you lock it up in a box away rom the world, because in the end- everyone gets hurt.

Falling in love is awfully simple, but falling out of love is simply awful.

I like beautiful words, and pretty sayings that don't always make sense, but it's not always how we say the words, how eloquent our phrasing is, how descriptive or how eye catching. Sometimes it's just about the truth.

I wish you would just show up on my doorstep. Not with anything special, just you. And when I'd open the door, you'd smile and while I'm trying to figure out what the hell you're doing here you''d tell me how hard the past months have been, how much you've thought about me, how much you regretted everything. And then you'd take me into your arms and ask me to forgive you and I would without hesitation. Then you'd grab my face and kiss me the way you used to and everything would be perfect again.

When you have something so precious with someone, the whole world doesn’t need to know about it.

Always tell someone how you feel.
Mean what you say, and say what you mean, even when it's hard. Opportunities are lost in the blink of an eye; but regrets can last a lifetime

You change for two reasons; either you learn enough that you want to, or you've been hurt enough that you have to.

Love has no age limit. It's not like alcohol or something. You don't have to be 21 to love. I mean, when I was three, I loved my teddy bear. The only difference now is my teddy bear is 6 feet tall with brown hair & blue eyes. He can walk, talk, & this teddy bear actually loves me back.

You don’t know what it’s like to be me. The girl who never learned how to truly smile, only knew how to fake it. The girl that sits at home and cries, but no one knows anything is wrong. All she ever tries to do is make everyone else happy, but she can’t seem to do anything right. Once she finally is happy, some comes and ruins it all for her. You don’t know what it’s like to not know what happiness is

Another year, another new start; memories will fade but stay in your heart. So make the best of the beginning and just have a blast, but don't forget about the happiness in the past.

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