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One.

You think that you deserve that pain, but you don't. I know what it's like to want to avoid it all, to just need to make it go away, but you can't. I know that you look in the mirror and feel that it's all your fault, like there was something you should have done--like in some way, the things that have happened to you were your fault. But, they weren't. And maybe you look in the mirror and see that, but I look at you and see someone incredible, who needs to be happy. Whom I need to be happy. You think you deserve to let these things gnaw at your insides, torturing you, but you don't. You deserve so much better than that. I need you to see that, because you deserve to not walk around with any of this pain. You deserve better, you just have to understand that.

Two.

A healthy relationship keeps the doors and windows wide open. Plenty of air circulating and no one feels trapped. Relationships thrive in this environment. Keep your doors and windows open. If this person is meant to be in your life, all the open doors and windows in the world will not make them leave. Trust that truth.

Three.

She had to protect herself from herself, from that little girl inside still looking for a happy ending.

Four.

There it goes again. That heavy feeling in your chest when you don't feel any desire to speak or move. All you want to do is close your eyes and sleep, because the process of being broken is incredibly exhausting. You attempt your best to make your days fulfilling, but no matter how hard you try you can't seem to connect to anyone or anything.

Five.

Pretending you are the host of a cooking show, when you're home alone cooking.

Six.

You are living, breathing proof that I'm losing my grip on reality.

Seven.

We fell in love with the windows rolled down, chasing the sunset through another empty town. Your hair was a mess when you would dance on the coast. Your silhouette like some heavenly ghost. When you're only eighteen, and you have nothing to lose. And you're living a dream with the sand in your shoes. You said falling in love is easy, falling in love is easy to do. And though it may hurt to have your heart broken in two, that didn't stop me from falling for you.

Eight.

Seduce my mind and you can have my body. Find my soul and I'm yours forever.

Nine.

Appreciate what you have before it's what you had.

Ten.

Someone will always be prettier. They will always be smarter. Their house will always be bigger. They will drive a better car. Their children will do better in school, and their husbands will fix more things about the house. So let it go, and love yourself and your circumstances. Think about it: the prettiest women in the world have turmoil in their house and the highly favored woman at your job may be unable to have children. And the richest woman you know, she's got the car, the house, the clothes-might be lonely. And the world says, "If I have no love, I am nothing." So again, love who you are. Look in the mirror in the morning and smile and say, "I am blessed to be stressed and too anointed to be disappointed. Winners make things happen; losers let things happen.

Eleven.

Cuddling until you fall asleep is probably the best feeling in a relationship.

Twelve.

And something has to be right about us being together because if it wasn't, I don't think I would feel the way I do when I'm with you.

Thirteen.

I love you. You are my life, my happiest moments wouldn't be complete if you weren't by my side. You are my relation and connection to the sun, with you next to me there's no darkness I can't overcome.

Fourteen.

I want a perfect summer, you know the ones with all your true friends, staying out late, and staying up into the early mornings, crying from laughing, laid back days being worry free. Swimming, camping, bonfires, and loud music. But the most important thing is spending every night in his arms, those little arguments where in the end, he pulls me into his arms and doesn't let go, warm nights laying in the yard looking at the stars together. And looking into his arms and knowing our love will last.

Fifteen.

I guess you get used to somebody, kinda like having them around. I guess you get used to the way they make you happy, bring you up when you're feeling down. I never dreamed when I was letting you go that I would wake up and miss you this much. I guess you get used to somebody. I guess you get used to being loved.

Sixteen.

Sometimes you have to figure out that the people you care the most about just don't care about you. Sometimes they have better girls, girls that mean more than you ever did. Sometimes you just have to accept that love sucks, and know that he doesn't want you in his life. Sometimes you have to realize you weren't meant to be, and you both can find better fits in your lives. Sometimes you have to accept that people lie. Sometimes you have to know things change, and life goes on.

Seventeen.

After a while, you just can't cry anymore. You just have to believe that what happens is what's supposed to happen, and well, you can't change that, even if you tried. So just dry the tears, and hope that tomorrow will be a better day.

Eighteen.

Someday I'd love to have no secrets. None at all. I'd tell my deepest secrets to somebody, anybody, and start fresh. I'd never keep a secret again because that's really what tears us apart; untold secrets that we keep hiding. One day I'll let go of all my secrets and fears.

Nineteen.

Set your alarm. Get up bright and early. Pull on a baggy top and jogging bottoms. Go outside, no matter what the weather. Walk for ten minutes. Skip for five. Jog for five minutes. Then turn around and walk back. Nice and early with no one aroune. Then get back home again. Cut yourself some fruit: apples, oranges, mangoes. All in. Add a little yogurt for a healthy start to the day. Go and pour yourself some water. Fresh water, ice cold. Refreshing. Go to the bathroom, turn on the shower. Wash your hair with a nice smelling shampoo and matching conditioner. Wash yourself with body lotion. Come out of the shower. Dry yourself all over. Slather yourself in body butter. You smell nice, clean, innocent, pure. Put something nice on. A pair of jeans, a top. Your favorite bra and panties. Towel dry your hair, leaving it damp to dry naturally. All natural. Go to the mirror and look at what you see. Don't like it? Pick out three things that you love. Your beautiful eyes, your shiny hair, your tinted cheeks. Go downstairs, ignore the kitchen. You've already had breakfast. Get a glass of water. Paint your nails. Read a book. Go for a walk. Call your friends. Spend some time with your family. Spend some time outside. You know this will be a beautiful day. The sun might not be shining, but you sure are. This day will be perfect. This day will be the most perfect day you've had so far. No binging, no purging, no crying, no cutting, no hating. Only loving and laughing and living. You can do this.

Twenty.

If you can't amaze people with your intelligence, then confuse them with your bullshit.

Twenty-one.

Now I don't like using words like forever, but I will love you until the end of the day. And in the morning when I remember everything that you are, I know I will fall for you all over again.

Twenty-two.

I don't want a happily ever after, I want a right now. I want someone to love me for all of my flaws and complications. I want someone to tell me how pretty I am, and send me a good morning text. I just want someone who wants me.

Twenty-three.

Not every girl wants to be in a relationship. Some just want good company, a guy to vibe with, converse with and laugh with, not in a rush. Start off simple, and let the rest find itself. Having someone to talk to and feeling comfortable around them is quite beautiful, and it's a good feeling.

Twenty-four.

Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Mobile phones are being used in class. Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? Dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mom was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest. War was only a card game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine. When wearing a skirt didn't make you a slut. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we couldn't wait to grow up.

Twenty-five.

You over-think things. You say, "What if we're not meant to be?" Well you know what? So what. Make a mistake with me. Nobody goes through this life and does everything perfectly. We're all going to fail, so you might as well make a mistake with me. Sometimes when we take a chance that has this much at stake, we look back and in hindsight what seemed wrong looks more right. So I say worse case, we'll be left with a lot of good memories. This chance we have, well it's worth that, so come on. I'm telling you, the right thing to do is make a mistake with me.

Twenty-six.

Don't ever hold my hand if you are going to let it go. Don't ever say, "I love you," if you are going to leave me alone.

Twenty-seven.

The best kinds of laughter: laughing so hard your laugh becomes silent, laughing so hard you feel a six-pack developing, laughing so hard tears spill out of your eyes.

Twenty-eight.

I saw something today that reminded me of you, but don't worry, I flushed it.

Twenty-nine.

When things aren't working out the way you wish, be patient. Stop trying to move ahead of God. His timing is perfect, trust me.

Thirty.

That's what innocence is, you know. A blissful oblivion of what's coming, of what you'll lose and what you'll gain, and what kind of a person you'll grow up to be.

Thirty-one.

I don't care why you came into my life, only that you did. I don't remember all the things I did wrong. I remember what I did right. I remember you. You made my life meaningful. You made my life special.

Thirty-two.

There are some things that I'll never understand. I'll never understand the goosebumps I get when first stepping into hot water. I'll never understand the dreams I have with strangers in them, people I've never met or seen. I'll never understand how a person can keep going back to the ones who hurt them. But what I do understand is that once we do understand everything, the world loses its shine. Curiosity killed the cat, but the cat had nine lives.

Thirty-three.

Sometimes, life hands you a chance. It hands you something amazing, you almost think it's a dream, but no matter how much you pinch yourself, you don't wake up. It's moments like those that make life really worth living, because no matter how hard times get, there are always those miracle moments that life you back on your feet.

Thirty-four.

And you know, Disney really fucked it up for me. Lifetime movies and every single thing about love on TV and in books has given me the wrong impression. I look at every man and I see potential. But none of them have this ideal version of love like I have had all my life. I keep looking at love like it should make the world stop, like you should lose your breath with the person, but it never really happens like that, does it? Because in the end, life isn't a movie. You live, you love, you die, there is no grand plan to it all. There's just this.

Thirty-five.

The span of three or four minutes is pretty insignificant in the scheme of things. people lose hundreds of minutes every day, squandering them on trivial things. But sometimes in those fragments of time, something can happen you'll remember the rest of your life.

Thirty-six.

So you want to be happy? Then stop letting the smallest things ruin your whole entire day. If you're bored with your daily routine, do something unexpected. Stop complaining about how alone you are when you're surrounded by people who actually care about you. Forget all the drama and let go of all the grudges you've been holding. Take a risk for once. Let yourself be happy, because you deserve it.

Thirty-seven.

Nothing is more beautiful than a smile that has struggled through tears.

Thirty-eight.

When they knock you down, you not only have to get up, but you have to make it clear that you won't be knocked down a second time.

Thirty-nine.

There’s a bright light shining inside you, it shines out through your eyes. Don’t drown it away, don’t be afraid, don’t hide. Let it shine.

Forty.

I keep thinking that if things get too hard you will give up on me. But you never do. And you never will. If I ever need you ever, you are there.

 

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Happy Father's Day! Have a great day either being with, thinking of, or remembering your daddy.

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One.

Safe to say that when you find the best, the past really means nothing.

Two.

Finding someone isn't about trying to change yourself into a perfect image of what you think they want. It's about being exactly who you are and then finding a person who appreciates that.

Three.

Women only need 3.5 inches to reach maximum pleasure. Yes...it's called a credit card.

Four.

If they disrespect their mother, there's a good chance they'll disrespect you too.

Five.

If you act like a 'princess,' don't be surprised when guys only want to look at you not put up with you.

Six.

Every boy wants a good girl to be bad just for him and ever girl wants a bad boy to be good just for her.

Seven.

When you find the right one, you'll be thankful it never worked out with anyone else in the past.

Eight.

I will bring you the mountains, write your name across the sky. Anything that you need I will try to find, so won't you take my hand, take my heart. Promise to never stop dancing once we start.

Nine.

You keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it. That the brightest flame burns quickest. Which means you saw us as a candle. And I saw us as the sun.

Ten.

You didn't catch my eye right away, I won't deny this, but once you did, I swear I couldn't look away.

Eleven.

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. It's 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.

Twelve.

Romeo and Juliet was not a love story. It's a three-day relationship between a 13 year old and a 17 year old that caused 6 deaths. Sincerely, everyone that actually read it.

Thirteen.

True love stories should never have a happy ending because true love stories never end.

Fourteen.

There are friends, there is family, and then there are friends that become family.

Fifteen.

A simple ‘bye’ could make us cry, a simple ‘joke’ could make us laugh, and a simple ‘care’ can make us fall in love.

Sixteen.

I’m not a morning person, but if I woke up every morning next to you, I would be.

Seventeen.

Be with someone who knows exactly what they have when they have you, not someone who realizes it after they’ve lost you.

Eighteen.

I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back.

Nineteen.

Eventually you have to admit to yourself, that you are not happy, that you are not okay, that you are hurt. You have to accept that being strong isn’t always the answer and it’s okay to cry.

Twenty.

Is anybody really satisfied with who they are? You could be the moon and be jealous of the stars.

Twenty-one.

No one is ever too old for fairytales.

Twenty-two.

Stop acting like you are perfect, all bitches got glitches.

Twenty-three.

Promise me. That’s all I want. Just promise me that you’ll never forget me. Tell me I changed you somehow. Let me know that I had an impact on your life. Promise me that you’ll always remember me. Losing you was hard enough, but I don’t want to go on knowing I mean absolutely nothing to you.

Twenty-four.

Every passing minute is a chance to turn it all around.

Twenty-five.

Friends are the family we choose.

Twenty-six.

The easier it is to do, the harder it is to change.

Twenty-seven.

You’re my idea of perfection. Everything about you just makes me want to love you.

Twenty-eight.

One day you’ll meet a guy. And ultimately, he’s going to find out. How you chew, how you sip, how you dance, how you smell at every point in the day. The fact that most of your friends are shallow. How your face looks underneath all the makeup. How you love chocolate, how you can be hyper at some times, how certain games and shows make you really happy. How cranky you can get when you’re tired, how you think you look bad in all your Facebook photos. He’s going to know everything about you. And you know what? He’s still going to love you.

Twenty-nine.

Happiness is never stopping to think if you are.

Thirty.

You should have a guy who makes you happier not more upset. I don’t think that is too much to ask for.

Thirty-one.

Don’t say you love somebody and then change your mind. Love isn’t like picking out what movie you want to watch.

Thirty-two.

The reason why playground slides are made is for us to experience the joy of falling even if there is no one there to catch us.

Thirty-three.

When love hurts, it really does hurt. Your body gets all sore. Your heart pumps too much blood. Your eyes never seem to stop crying and your head always seems to always keep hurting. So tell me again, why do we want love so bad?

Thirty-four.

There is always going to be that one thing you wish for but never get. That one mistake you wish you can erase but can never take back. And most of all, that one memory you would do anything for, just to have it again.

Thirty-five.

Single? No, I’m just in a relationship with freedom.

Thirty-six.

It’s easier to turn a friendship into love than it is to turn love into a friendship.

Thirty-seven.

You are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.

Thirty-eight.

Sometimes you fight for things that aren’t worth fighting for, but you do it anyways so you don’t have to accept that it’s not worth fighting for.

Thirty-nine.

Never sacrifice who you are just because someone has a problem with it.

Forty.

If you know me, you know that if you treat me right, I will treat you better. But if you treat me bad, I will treat you worse.

 

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