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No more long lazy afternoons to do nothing. No more knowing that nothing really counts yet. I was the third wheel.

Fifth wheel? I thought maybe my silence would one day impress somebody. I like the feeling of always having someone chasing after me, wanting to win me over and constantly fighting for me.

Its sweet when someone knows every single detail about you. Not because you constantly remind them, but because they pay attention. You know that feeling? There were times he caught me, but more times he let me fall. And it finally came time for me to learn that I could pick myself up off the ground and walk away.

What the hell happened to us? Somewhere between now and then things changed. I remember how much you liked me and I sure remember how much I liked you. He turned around and looked right at me and said nothing. Not even hi. So once again, I feel my heart break over something that was in my head.

The good and the bad. It all comes back to you, and it feels so right and hurts so bad all at once. I hope you know that you were once the most important person in my life for a very long time.

You were the guy I thought about while listening to all those songs, the one guy who made me actually look forward to waking up in the morning. You were the guy who could make or break me, who had my heart, but never bothered to do anything about it.

I saw him staring at me. Not glancing, but blatantly staring. And I wondered if he was staring, at the wreckage he created, or if maybe, just maybe, he regretted ever hurting me in the first place. At least I expected the disappointment, right? We barely know each other and I freak out if you even say a word to me. It seems so unreal for us to be together, yet for some reason I can picture us together: talking, laughing, taking crazy pictures.

As much as I want to give up sometimes, I keep on trying because something in my gut tells me that we are meant to be, and that one day, it just might happen. We cling to music, to poems, to quotes, to writing, to art, because we desperately want to feel together.

We want to know that we are not going crazy and that somewhere else out there, someone is feeling exactly what you are feeling. We love everything that is tied up neatly, easily, and simply but when we can not find that, it scares the hell out of us, to not know the next step, or where things are headed.

Being unsure is never part of our plan. You message me and ask me how I am. I put my fingers to the keys and realize that there is nothing left to say. There is nothing for me to say that will change anything. Have you ever wondered about the things we tell ourselves before we fall asleep? We persuade ourselves that we can live without the people who have left. Each night before we fall asleep, we lie to ourselves in desperate hope that come morning, it will all be true.

I mean yes I liked him more than he obviously liked me, but the only thing he is truly guilty of is teasing me. Its the cute texts, the long hugs, the way he makes me feel. I cant even blame him for it. Its my fault for falling so damn easily.

I still cherish every moment I ever spent with you and every smile you brought to my face. And the harsh reality of life is that you are going to hurt. And the whole process starts all over again. She was a girl who lived for the weekends, not so she could go out and get drunk or high, but so she could escape the hierarchy of school life, and just have fun with her friends. Not enough time to understand people, how they really are, or to be understood myself.

I want something else. Probably not even real. Change is a funny thing. Then, one day we look at ourselves and wonder who we are and how we got there. I hate that moment when you remember something sweet the last guy said to you, or something he randomly did that made you fall in love. Because then all your head allows you to do is compare that with the new guy. What the hell are you supposed to do if the guy before him still has sections of your heart? I am scared of anyone finding out how lonely I am, I have shut everyone out completely.

I want a person who comes into my life by accident, and stays on purpose. Why are you so scared? Stop being paralyzed. Stop swallowing your words. Stop caring what other people think. Wear what you want. Say what you want. Listen to the music you want to listen to.

Play it loud as fuck and dance to it. Go out for a drive at midnight and forget you have school the next day. When are you going to realized that you can do whatever you want?

What you believe in and all your dreams the way you drink your tea decorate your home food you make how you write, life is art. Happiness should depend on what you can give not what you can get. She loves you enough to take your shit.

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Sign me up. Already have a WordPress. So are regrets. Instead of wasting your time, texting him, wanting him to respond. Maybe it did take a crisis to get to know yourself; maybe you needed to get whacked hard by life before you understood what you wanted out of it. Listen to what your heart feels not what your mind says. Girrrl, your updates are absolutely amazing. Love this one to pieces. Love the pictures and quotes. Your email address will not be published. You should chase whatever it is that excites you.

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