We accept the love we think we deserve.
And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.
Even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there.
So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.
So, I guess we are who we are for alot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them. But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.
So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them.
This moment will just be another story someday.
You can't just sit there and put everyone's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can't. You have to do things.
Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we're nothing"; - "We accept the love we think we deserve.
I can see it. This one moment when you know you’re not a sad story. You’re alive. And you stand up and see the lights and the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you’re listening to that song in that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment I swear… we are infinite.
It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.
I am very interested and fascinated how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other.
Sometimes people use thought to not participate in life.
I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and doesn't try to sleep with someone even if they could have. I need to know these people exist.
And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn't really change the fact that you have what you have. Good and bad.
I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.
He's a wallflower. You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.
And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her. Because there was nothing to gain, and that didn't matter.
And all the books you've read have been read by other people. And all the songs you've loved have been heard by other people. And that girl that's pretty to you is pretty to other people. and that if you looked at these facts when you were happy, you would feel great because you are describing 'unity.
please believe that things are good with me, and even when they're not, they will be soon enough. And i will always believe the same about you.
or simply:
