Cause you’ve been hurt before, I can see it in your eyes You try to smile it away, some things you can’t disguise.
Don’t wanna break your heart I wanna give...
I'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochet
I looked you in the eyes and watched you walk out of my life… I had my eyes, ears, and heart open when you said that you didn’t love me anymore. And then it hits me, we’re over. There’s no more phone calls, anniversaries, texts, nothings. I wonder if you could see the fear in my face, the instant I started to tear up and do you remember what you did? You pulled yourself...
The saddest person in the world always seems to be...
Girls fall in love with what they hear, boys fall...
The worst goodbyes are the ones that are never said… The one where we both know it’s the end of the road, but we’re both too afraid to say it. We feel the pain, and we hold it in. It’s the goodbye where we hurt so much, and we hope that it would work out, but the heart knows it’s over.
Demi Lovato - Fix A Heart Baby I just ran out of...
I have this habit where I need to always be doing something. It’s really not the best. I feel like I miss out when my friends go out, or that I’ll be left behind. So I stay caught up, I’m always out, always doing something. I just can’t sleep knowing that I could be out making more memories, or wasting time with the people I care about. It’s a really bad habit, peer...
I want to be the guy
that people look at and think “damn he’s lucky” I want people to look at me and not think I’m ugly, or fat, or annoying, or rude. If I had a chance to be the person that people liked, the guy that people wanted to get to know. The person that isn’t a face that people just pass by. I wish that people looked at me with a hint of desire, not in any lustful form, but in a...
I see no point in grudges
A grudge isn’t a form of anger or spite. In my opinion, it’s mere immaturity at it’s finest. It’s ridiculous, childish and unnecessary. Carrying around so much angst towards somebody else takes a toll on your mind. It’s better to pity somebody for the things they’ve done to you than to exploit it to their face. That’s not to say that you need to befriend...
I love the casual silence we have. To ability to not say a word, not mutter a sound at all and be completely okay with it. It’s not because it’s awkward or we’ve run out of things to say, but it’s simply due to the fact that we’ve been so close with each other we don’t need to have an ongoing transfer of words to maintain casualties. It’s a level of...
Inspiration and creativity pour out of my head until I am left empty and alone, sitting in a puddle of my own potential.