"Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are 8-color boxed, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no, - I want magenta!"

If you're going to fall in love with me, don't fall in love with my Sunday best. Don't fall in love with the way I look after spending hours getting ready or my fakest smile or freshly done hair. Fall in love with my body, the way it widens quite a lot around my hips and how I will never have that perfect figure and how I honestly don't really care. Fall in love with my impatience, my jealous moods and the times that I don't feel anything at all and fall in love with how sometimes I act like a child whilst other times I can be the most mature. Fall in love with my scars, my marks and all the things that makes me far less than perfect. Fall in love with every part of me, both good and bad, and especially with all that I consider a flaw. Fall in love with me as a whole or don't fall in love with me at all.

If you're going to fall in love with me, don't fall in love with my Sunday best. Don't fall in love with the way I look after spending hours getting ready or my fakest smile or freshly done hair. Fall in love with my body, the way it widens quite a lot around my hips and how I will never have that perfect figure and how I honestly don't really care. Fall in love with my impatience, my jealous moods and the times that I don't feel anything at all and fall in love with how sometimes I act like a child whilst other times I can be the most mature. Fall in love with my scars, my marks and all the things that makes me far less than perfect. Fall in love with every part of me, both good and bad, and especially with all that I consider a flaw. Fall in love with me as a whole or don't fall in love with me at all.

I would do absolutely anything right now to be able to snuggle up next to you, bury my head in your chest, and interlock my fingers with yours. I'd be able to look up at you and smile whenever I wanted to. I'd be able to lean up and kiss you whenever I wanted t. Id be able to tell you how I feel about you whenever I wanted to. I want us to be that cute couple that really does stay together. Where everyone is like "Wow, they're still together?!" I never want to stop falling in love with you. And I want to be able to look before me and have you next to me, anywhere that life decides to take me. I love you so much.

She's the girl that has few best friends & doesn't need anymore, the girl that laughs the hardest at her own jokes. She's the girl that will hang up on you, but then call you right back & say sorry. She's the girl who will never leave your side when you need her, the girl who will go out of her way to cheer you up. She's the girl who never sleeps without her teddy bear by her side, she's the girl who says she isn't ticklish, but really is. She's the girl who will not give up on you if she really believes in you. She's the girl who believes in loving somebody forever. SHE'S THE GIRL YOU WILL FALL IN LOVE WITH.

Do you ever get that feeling where you don't want to talk to anybody? You don't want to smile and you don't want to fake being happy. But at the same time you don't know exactly whats wrong either. there isn't a way to explain it to someone who doesn't already understand. if you would want anything in the world it would to be alone. people stopped being comforting and being alone never was. at least when youre alone no one will constantly ask you what is wrong and there isn't anyone who wont take I don't know for a answer. You feel the way you do just because. you hope the feeling will pass soon and that you will be able to be yourself again, but until then all you can do it wait..

I miss the feeling of liking someone. you know, the feeling where all you can think about is how you can make them happier. that feeling when you get a text and automatically hope its them. and when its not, youre disappointed. that feeling when you just sit in front of the computer and wait for them to come online just so you can talk. that feeling when you go to sleep thinking of them, and hoping they're thinking of you. yeah, that feeling.

I don't know if being in love only made people more lonely, why would everyone want it so much? Because of the illusion. You fall in love. Its intoxicating, and for a little while you feel like you've actually become one with the other person. Merged souls, and so on. You think you'll never be lonely again. Only it doesn't last and soon you realize you can only get so close, and you end up brutally disappointed, more alone than ever, because the illusion - the hope you'd held on to all those years - has been shattered.

There's a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasn't because I thought I'd be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It's easier to be alone, because what if you learn that you need love and you don't have it? What if you like it and lean on it? What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is death ends. This? It could go on forever.

I'm not even upset, hurt or angry anymore. I'm just tired. I'm tired of putting in more effort than I receive. I'm tired of holding on for nothing. I'm tired of believing all your lies. I'm tired of you proving me wrong every time. I'm tired of getting my hopes up and being disappointed again.

"so ive officially given up on everything.""why?""Because im done caring about people who don't care about me, I spend way too much time making sure everyone else is happy so I drive myself insane because I never have time to make sure im still happy, and im done with feeling alone and unwanted every single day. That's why."

You're such a precious gift to me. Sometimes there just aren't enough words for the most amazing things that happen in our lives, for prayers that are answered for beyond anything we ever dreamed possible, for joys that surprise our hearts and miracles that could only be gifts from heaven. Even when I can't find the words to tell you, I want to show you with every look, every touch, and every kiss we share. You're the miracle who had made my life more beautiful than I ever imagines it could be and I LOVE YOU.

You were never supposed to mean this much to me; I was never supposed to fall so hard. But you know what? I did and that's the truth, that's what keeps me holding on because it hurts like hell to let you go.

You read old text messages, remember the good old days. You started to cry. You ask yourself "what happened with you, with me, with us?". You give the blame to yourself. You want to kill yourself. You want to die. Life without him doesn't make sense. But then you realize. He broke your heart. He took advantage of you and then he kicked you off. You cry for him, he smiles. you remember, he forgot. You think about him, he flirts with other girls. You must get over it. You must show him, you're happy. You must show him, you don't need him. Maybe then he realizes, what he lost. But it will be too late. Admit it, he's a idiot.