How am I supposed to move forward in life when everything important to me is motionless?
I often wonder what drives people to do things. Whether it's put into their minds at birth, or if it is learned as they grow. Maybe it's even forced upon them by circumstances that are out of their hands. Does anyone have control over their lives or are we all helpless?
Don't be sorry, Callie,' he says with a heavy-hearted sigh. 'You have your own sad story.
I just don’t see the point of talking unless there’s something to say.
Okay, I'm going to be completely honest here." I take a deep breath, because what I'm about to say is very real and more honest than I've ever been. "I don't want to be awayfrom you for that long.
Kayden: Yeah, but you're a girl. Me: Oh, I forgot for a sec. Thanx for reminding me. Kayden: I haven't forgotten at all. In fact, it's all I think about all the time. Me: That I'm a girl?? Kayden: That ur a girl I very badly want to touch right now
You think that just because you left, it would change how I feel? Well, guess what? You're wrong. I can't help how I feel. I'm still in-
No, but I've never been one for wise ideas," he says. "I believe in irrational, fleeting decisions that keep life interesting. And life needs to be interesting because we've got only one of them to live.
Maybe if I try hard enough, we'll fall into each other and become one single person and we can share our pain instead of carrying it by ourselves.
No one has ever needed me before because I’ve never let anyone that far in.
You've always had a good grasp on what's right and wrong. You just have a hard time admitting that sometimes you choose the wrong.
Just because it's broken doesn't mean it loses its importance. And I figured I'd give it to you one day when you realized it was okay to make mistakes.
You can't just change who you are on the outside and expect it to change who you are on the inside.
I love you, Ella May and nothing will ever change that. You can push me away -run away – and I will still love you.
Four wings, two hearts, but only one soul. They connect in the middle, but are separated by a thin line of ash. Its what brings them together, yet rips their feathers apart. They can never truly be together as light and dark. Unless one makes the ultimate sacrifice. Blows out their candle, and joins the other in the dark. Or if the other dares to fly across the line and steals the others light And force them to cross over the line and join the darkness of life. Im not gone, princess. I will come back for you until you give in.
I write the word solitude on my wall and then below it: Do you know me at all? Are my words just air? Is my heart easy to spare?
In the midst of a foggy field, the answers are hidden But the impossible journey deems them forbidden. The Reaper of Death, the Angel of Life. They walk together in day and night.
Like a feather in a dust storm, with no direction The Raven flies through life, helpless and omitted Until night declares and the wind expires. Then it flies to the land of stones and etchings And becomes an Ember, breaking away
Blinded by the opaque veil of mortality, her eyes are always sealed, like a tomb She wants to know- wants to feel that fire, the brightness of the moon So she searches for light, only to realize its in her, like an ember equipped to ignite.
The cemetery is my sense of comfort, my sanctuary in a world of darkness, the one piece of light that i have in my life.
But we all make mistakes. It’s how we fix them that makes us who we are.
People are running to and from class and I just want to yell, Slow down and wait for the world to catch up!
You're like my favorite song, Nova. The one that I never want to forget. That I want to play over and over again.
I'm just here,existing at the surface of the water,not quite drowning but not quite able to breathe.
People say that time heals all wounds, and maybe they're right. But whit if the wounds don't heal correctly, like when cuts leave behind nasty scars, or when broken bones mend together, but aren't as smooth anymore? Does it mean they're really healed? Or is it that the body did what it could to fix what broke.
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