And every heartache makes you stronger, but it won't be much longer.You'll find love, you'll find peace, and the you you're meant to be.
I know right now that's not the way you feel, but one day you will.
There's always going to be an occasional night
when you break down and cry, because you
know things will never be the same.
Turn up the radio and sing your lungs out.
Cause kid, this is it, and this is all it ever will be.
So get used to it, suck it up and just live your life.
I just think happiness is what makes people pretty.
Period. Happy people are beautiful.
Sometimes you just feel empty, lonely, insignificant. And it doesn’t matter
what you do, no it doesn’t matter how many laps you run, musicals you join,
classes you skip or how many pairs of shoes you buy - you still feel like crap.
Sometimes I just feel like taking off, selling everything I own and running
away to somewhere so distant, running away into the unknown
So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive,
experience the warmth before you grow old.
My thoughts tend to sound better in books I didn't write, and in the songs
I didn't sing. Even then, sometimes there is no piece of literature, no song,
no work of art that can really explain the way you feel. There is a
double-edge comfort in knowing that no one really knows.
Life takes your dreams and turns them upside down; people talk about you
when you're not around. People make promises they just can't keep, and I've
come to realize that talk is cheap. Too often we don't realize what we have until
it's gone; too often we wait too long to say "I'm sorry, I was wrong." Sometimes
it seems we hurt the ones we hold dearest to our hearts,
and we allow foolish things to tear our lives apart.
What would you attempt to do if you knew you could not fail?
And the secret is,
this will hurt less and less each time.
Until you can't feel a thing.
Sometimes you just have to turn your back
and walk away, whether you're walking out
on your friends, or the love of your life. Sometimes letting go
and moving on is the hardest thing to do,
but the best thing in the end.



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