April 2011
I didn't give up on you then, I didn't give up on you when times got tough, I didn't give up on you even when you made things difficult. I didn't give up on you even when I felt like I had all the reasons to. If I didn't give up before, it only goes to show I ain't giving up now.
Beauty attracts, but personality keeps.
Girls aren’t going to talk to you first.
It’s a girl thing. We don’t like starting the conversation because we like to feel like you want to talk to us. We like to feel like the wait was worth something. We like feeling like you’ve waited for us like we’ve waited for you. But the number one reason we hate talking first is because we hate to seem needy or clingy. That’s why we’re scared. Cause to us, being needy and obsessive just pushes guys away. And no girl wants that.
You don't get over it, you get used to it.
There’s a story behind every person. There’s a reason why they’re the way they are. They aren’t just like that because they want to. Something in the past created them, and sometimes it’s impossible to fix them.
I wish I was one of those pretty girls. The ones who get all the guys looking at her as she walks past. The one who could get any guy she wanted. The one who wakes up looking beautiful, effortlessly. The one with the flawless skin, the pretty eyes, the gorgeous hair and the perfect figure. One of those girls who live their life with confidence. I wish I was one of those girls, but I'm not. I'm just me.
Fuckin' Perfect (Guy Version)
Fuckin’ Perfect (Guy Version)
WHERE CAN I FIND THIS.
i need to download this.
sometimes the right person was there all along, but you never saw them because the wrong person was always in the way.
"Girls do not dress for boys. They dress for themselves, and of course, each other. If girls dressed for boys, they'd just walk around naked at all times." - Betsey Johnson
Everything is just temporary.
My friendships with people don’t last that long. They come, then eventually leave me; which makes me assume that they’ll never come back. Why is that though? Why does everything have to be so temporary? I can get extremely close to someone and completely get along with them, and still have all of that happiness fade away sooner or later. I just wish I could meet someone that will actually want to stay in my life, or have something special that’s permanent
I wish my eyes were a camera.
I would take pictures of everything and record my life. I’d keep all my pictures stored in my brain and be able to look at them whenever I want. And before I die, I’d rewind all the way to the beginning and fast forward to the end, replaying my whole life in my head.
