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I’ll give you my heart, if you pinky-promise not to hurt it.

You never really fall out of love with your first love, you just find somebody else who can cover up the feelings…But every once in awhile you still wonder what could have been…and a tear runs down your face…

I’m not shooting for a successful relationship at this point, I’m just looking for something that will stop me from throwing myself in front of a bus…I’m keeping my expectations low…

Behind my smile is a hurting heart
Behind my laughs I’m falling apart
Look at me closely and you will see
The girl I am just isn’t me

Everyone has a different fight, a different wound that keeps them bleeding.

Its hard to wait around for something that you know might never happen...but its harder to let go… when its the only thing you want

There's nothing scarier than getting what you want because that’s when you have something to lose

You ask me, how am I? Well I'm still standing, aren't I? That's something, that's one thing that's gone my way…

So this is odd, the painful realization that has all gone wrong... And nobody cares at all…

I know what it’s like to want to die, how it hurts to smile, how you try to fit in but you can't, how you hurt yourself on the outside, to try to kill the pain on the inside

There’s a girl in the mirror I wonder who she is, sometimes I think I know her, sometimes I really wish I did. There’s a story in her eyes, lullabies and good byes…when she's looking back at me I can tell her heart is broken easily

Love leaves a memory no one can steal, but it can also leaves a heartache that no one can heal.

Your eyes can't hide what your lips won't say.

Life doesn't always give you people that you want...It gives you people that you need, to help you and to hurt you...because this is what helps to shape you into the person you were meant to be

Its the way you make me laugh when I don't even want to smile…

The pain is there to remind me that I'm still alive.

Even if it’s a lie, say it’ll be all right, and I will believe...

Don’t fall into the trap of pretending everything is okay when you know it’s not.

You know, I don’t think I’ll ever be happy. Wherever I am, I’ll wish I were somewhere else. Whatever I have, I’ll want something different.

I try to laugh about it, cover it all up with lies. I try to laugh about it, hiding the tears in my eyes.

I’m going to let me silence speak for itself …And I hope that you hear it…

Every now and then you wake up to a day that effects your whole life…the day in your life when you know you'll never be the same again…the day that changes the way you think about everything and everyone.

I just want to feel safe in my own skin…I just want to be happy again. I just want to feel deep in my own world. But I’m so lonely I don’t even want to be with myself anymore

I would like to stay a secret, like walking in the dark, if no one knows you, no one cares, and no one breaks your heart.

I lie to my mind telling it I’m happy when deep down inside, the hollow feelings grow deeper and darker knowing I’m not happy at all...

I told you everything, opened up and let you in. You made me feel all right, for once in my life... All that’s left of me is what I pretend to be, so together, but so broken up inside...

Do you ever lie in bed, hoping that you’ll wake up in the emergency room and hear those words “She’s not going to make it”? I do...

The worst part is that they don't notice. It's not that they hate you, no. If they did it would be so much easier. If they did you could just hate them right back. Only they don't. They don't hate you. They just don't notice you. You're just not there to them...

It's not that I don't know what’s wrong; it's just that you wouldn't understand if I told you…

Just when I thought my life was coming together, I realized it was just starting to fall apart.

If only promises could erase the past, I could open my heart enough to take you back. But we’ve been down this road, time and time again. And I’ve learned the hard way, how the story always ends.

Suicide is not the desire to die as much as it is the fear to live.

Often times it is the most deserving people who cannot help but love those who destroy them.

How can you mean nothing to someone who means everything to you?

I'm wondering if this is all worthwhile...if I should go on faking this smile.

It's one thing to make the same mistake twice. It’s another thing to make it all your life.

I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself for believing you're someone you're not.

Even if it kills me...I'm going to smile.

The hardest thing to understand is that the one person who was never supposed to hurt you...will.

It's hard to watch people change right in front of you, but the worst part is remembering who they used to be.

The hardest thing I'll ever do is walk away still loving you.

Everything you wanted me to hide is everything that makes me feel alive.

What I meant to say is I'm sorry for the way I am...I never meant to be so cold to you.

I can't get mad at you for hurting me over and over again, because over and over again...I let you.

I'm leaving, because you never asked me to stay...

He doesn't know you. If he did, he never would have walked away.

If anybody could have saved me, it would have been you.

Never judge a book by its cover, and never judge a person by their scars.

I keep going back to the one thing I need to walk away from...

Sometimes, I wonder what you have that makes me try so hard.

Sometimes, that one person you want more than anything is the person you are better off without.

She can't say how she feels, so she cries…

Now it seems I’m fading, all my dreams are not worth saving. I’ve done my share of waiting and I’ve still got nowhere else to go.

Its amazing after all that we've been through the good times and the bad, now we can walk by each other and pretend it never happened.  Give each other a polite awkward smile and move on.

What upsets me is not that you lied to me, but that from now on I can longer believe you.

Confusion is the first step of falling in love.

Half of my heart is stuck on him
The other half on you
Without breaking my heart
How do I find out who?

I'm twisted because one side of me is telling me that I need to move on...while on the other side I want to break down and cry…

Even though I've stopped liking you, every time someone mentions your name, my head turns right towards them. It's like every time I hear it, I think of all that we could've had and all that could've happened...that didn't.

Leaving didn't hurt me half as bad as the tears I saw rolling down your face...

You don’t know what love is till you lose it.
You don’t know what you’ve got till it slips away.
Leaves you alone in the dark and takes you and tears you apart.
You don’t know what love is till it breaks your heart.

You hug him goodbye like its nothing when all you want to do is hold on forever...but you let go, smile, and walk way...then cry all the way home because you know it will never be the same because try as you might, you can't make someone love you. Sometimes you have to let them be free… and letting go, that is when love hurts the most of all.

I wanted to tell him that I would never be sorry for loving him. That in a way I still do- that maybe I always will. I'll never regret one single thing we did together because what we had was special. Maybe if we were ten years older it would have worked out differently. Maybe, I think, it's just that I'm not ready for forever.

Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you …but it hurts the most when the person you love has no idea about how you feel.

...I thought I lost you somewhere…. But you were never really ever there at all...

Sometimes you love someone so much you become numb to it, because if you didn't become numb, such strong emotion would kill you…

Don't be fooled by her smile, inside she’s breaking...

The hardest kinds of scars to hide are emotional ones, they are ugly and dig deep and worst of all they never disappear.

Don’t judge me based upon how I used to be… I’ve changed. I’m no longer that little girl who’d do anything for your smile.

You may not remember the tests you failed, but you’ll remember the person you were with the night you decided not to study.

I looked into your eyes and fell, but I wasn't afraid to fall. I fell but didn't worry about the ground I might land on. I didn't worry about the fact I couldn't control it. I didn't worry about if it would end or not. Because in that moment, in your eyes, I knew I'd fall forever, and that u were right there holding me, falling with me, and loving me

That night we talked, About life and about our times together. Maybe we weren't the same two kids we had once been. But some things never change. Some things last. And even though I didn't know what was going to happen to us, or where we were going. I just knew I couldn't let him out of my life.

Sing from the heart, dream from the soul, smile to the stars, love like you'll never let go…

Does he really love me or am I just a replacement of what he can't have?

It hurts so much to love you the way I do, and then look at you and realize how much you don't care.

Our problem is that we hate change and love it at the same time.
What we really want is for things to remain the same, but get better.

Feel so far away from everything but I still feel comfort in being alone. That way I can lock my emotions away and no one will see the pain behind my smile. The loneliness begins to eat away at me until I can’t take it anymore… Yet I still wont let you in. You'll never see the real me. Because if this happens, I’ll have nothing left to shelter me, no illusion to shade the truth..

You can try to hide your feelings but they won't disappear… and if they don’t go away there's a reason why they're there…

Why am I so afraid to lose someone... I don’t even have??

I hate the fact that I let you have so much control over me. With every sweet word you say, it melts me into a puddle of vulnerability. With every hug you give me, you make my knees buckle, and every time you kiss me, my heart begins to race. As much as I hate being wrapped around your little finger, I love being in love with you.

Love is true when you don't see eye-to-eye but can still walk hand in hand.

It’s hard to find the good in someone when you've already found the best in somebody else.

I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.

"Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."

""...Depression is not sobbing and crying and giving vent, it is plain and simple reduction of feeling...People who keep stiff upper lips find that it's damn hard to smile.""

The body’s pain is so paper-thin and insignificant compared to that of the mind.

My world falls apart, crumbles, “The center cannot hold.” There is no integrating force, only the naked fear, the urge of self-preservation. I am afraid. I am not solid, but hollow. I feel behind my eyes a numb, paralyzed cavern, a pit of hell, a mimicking nothingness. I never thought. I never wrote, I never suffered. I want to kill myself, to escape from responsibility, to crawl back abjectly into the womb. I do not know who I am, where I am going—and I am the one who has to decide the answers to these hideous questions. I long for a noble escape from freedom—I am weak, tired, in revolt from the strong constructive humanitarian faith which presupposes a healthy, active intellect and will. There is nowhere to go… –Sylvia Plath

Mild depression is a gradual and sometimes permanent thing that undermines people the way rust weakens iron…Like physical pain that becomes chronic, it is miserable not so much because it is intolerable in the moment as because it is intolerable to have known it in the moments gone and to look forward only to knowing it in the moments to come

When the heart grieves over what is has lost, the spirit rejoices over what it has left.

If you love someone, then tell them …because hearts are often broken by words left unspoken.
Suicide is just a last cry for help that can't be answered...

Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change.

Faith is believing in something even though common sense tells you not to…

Sometimes no matter how long or how hard you have loved someone they will never love you back, and sometimes . . . you have to be ok with that.

Today’s memories are tomorrow’s tears.

Falling for someone the first time is easy, it's the second time around, after you have fallen and trusted someone to catch you, and they didn't...when it becomes difficult to let yourself fall again.

Just when you thought you lost everything you find out you can lose a little more

The easiest way to not get hurt is to not care... but that's the hardest thing to do.

Sometimes you don't want to know the truth, you may think you do but once you know you'd give just about anything to go back to being ignorant.

Every scar you have tells a story. The time you fell of your bike, the time that you scraped your arm while climbing that tree, or the time he broke your heart.

 Want my advice? Stay mad as long as you can because once you stop it hurts like hell.

Being in love with someone you're friends with is like being asked to go look at the stars behind the barn... and only looking at the stars.

You can't be 'just friends' with someone you're in love with... its not that easy.

Change isn't easy. Changing the way you live means changing how you think. Changing how you think means changing what you believe about life. That’s hard, sweetie. When we make our own misery, we sometimes cling to it even when we want so bad to change. Because the misery is something we know. The misery is comfortable

That smile made me laugh when I was hurting, forgive him when I was angry and believe him even when I knew he was lying. That smile made me fall for him and that was the last thing I wanted to do. God, I loved his smile.

It’s easy to convince yourself that you aren’t in love with someone...until you see him in the hallway or smell someone wearing his cologne and then you’re like, here we go again. So my conclusion is this: you don’t ever stop loving someone. It’s more a matter of learning to deal with the pain of not having them anymore.

Maybe I made a huge mistake by going out with you. And maybe I was wrong to fall for you. But whatever I did wrong, the biggest mistake I made was believing everything you said. By trusting you, I ended up giving you a piece of me, and letting you see a part of me that not many people do. I wore my heart on my sleeve just daring you to take advantage of my love. And you did.

A break up is like a broken mirror... it's better to leave it broken than hurt yourself trying to fix it back together.

Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler.

All I ever hear…be a good girl--just behave--sit up straight--stand up tall--never falter--never fall--stay in school--make the grade--never fail--never fade--be a hero--be a star--be everything but what you are…

God send me an angel from the heavens above. Send me an angel to cure my broken heart from being in love. Cause all I do is cry. God send me an angel to wipe the tears from my eyes

Not all who wander are lost.

What you don't know can't hurt you… It's what you suspect that ruins everything.

Razors pain you, rivers are damp, acids stain you, and drugs cause cramps, guns aren't lawful, nooses give, gas smells awful, you might as well live.

You'll never understand why I hurt so much because you're not the one who is crying, you're not the one who is left behind, you're not the one who loved too much, and you're not the one who is holding on to someone who is gone...

Anyone can be taken, at any time in our lives, but we always wait until they're gone to say the things we never had the courage to before.

"Look deeper because sometimes behind the laughter are tears..."

So many things have changed. And I’m stuck in forever. And forever doesn't exist. So maybe I don't either. Maybe one day I will wake up and realize all of this was just a really bad dream.

"When I cut myself I feel so much better. All the little things that might have been annoying me suddenly seem so trivial because I'm concentrating on the pain. I'm not a person who can scream and shout so this is my only outlet. It's all done very logically."

We're afraid to live, and afraid to die.

You could have everything and still convince yourself that you had nothing.

"I don't know what I want in life I don't know what I want right now. All I know is that I'm hurting so much inside that’s its eating me and one day, there won't be anything left of me. Everything that ever caused a tear to trickle down my cheek. I run away from and hide from it, but now, everything is unwinding and finding its way back towards me and I don't know what to do...I just know that that pain I felt so long ago its hurting ten times more."

"Suicide is the ultimate fuck you."

"When you don't want to feel, death can seem like a dream. But seeing death, really seeing it, makes dreaming about it fucking ridiculous."

"Which of my feelings are real? Which of the me's is me? The wild, impulsive, chaotic, energetic, and crazy one? Or the shy, withdrawn, desperatre, suicidal, doomed, and tired one? Probably a bit of both, but hopefully not too much of either."

"If being sane is thinking there's something wrong with being different... I'd rather be completely fucking mental."

Sometimes it seems like we're all living in some kind of prison, and the crime is how much we all hate ourselves.

"When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares."

There was a time when the lies rolled off my tongue with ease, when it was far more important to me to self-destruct than to admit I had a problem, let alone allow anyone to help.

You know what I want? I want to be someone's reason for waking up, someone's reason for going through another day. Just once, I want to be the one being wished for, I want a guy to say to himself, "I'm so lucky to have her" To put it simply, I want to be someone's everything.

It's like you get this picture in your head of the way things should be, and you end up closing yourself off to some of the wonder and serendipity of the actual experience.

When friends fall in love it means they were meant for each other, but when friends fall out of love it means they want to keep each other forever

Missing you isn’t the hard part; it knowing that I once had you that breaks my heart…

My biggest fear is that I will become too comfortable with the idea of being lonely for the rest of my life

I don't know what's wrong. Don't know why I feel the way I do. I just know it’s killing me

I didn't love you, I loved the person you were pretending to be…

If it isn't complicated, he probably isn't the one...

I love sleeping because my life has a tendency to fall apart while I'm awake.

She wanted something else, something different, something more… Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms or perhaps something as simple as not being second…

You will never know true pain until you look into the eyes of someone you love and they look away.

There is always going to be that awkward moment when you walk by that person and remember all that you once had.

If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together.. There is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe; stronger than you seem; and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart.. ill always be with you.

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