Most girls say they want a fairy tale but you taught me that it’s not really what I want.
I want someone who will make fun of me,
laugh at my jokes even if they aren’t funny & someone that wrestles with me and doesn’t let me win just because I’m a girl.
Riding off into the sunset on a white horse would be nice but playing thumb war with you seems much better.


I can’t take it anymore.
Everyone thinks I’m indestructible,
the girl who never flinches,
the girl who always has a smile on her face,
the girl who’s gone through nothing,
the girl who has no scars and I’m tired of it.
I don’t want to live behind a wall of laughter and smiles anymore.
I want people to understand me,
I want people to understand how hard it is to be me and to have to deal with all of this crap and still be expected to be happy.
It’s not fair.
Why can everyone else just fall apart but I have to keep it together?


Your heart decides who it likes and who it doesn’t.
You can’t tell your heart what to do.
It does it all on its own,
when you least expect it,
or even when you don’t want it to.
It loves who it wants to love,
and there’s nothing you can do about it.


I wanted everything to stay the same but feelings fade and people change.


Sometimes there are no next time, no time outs, no second chances.
Sometimes it's now or never.


I’m happy yet I’m sad.
It’s like I have everything yet I’m missing something.
I just can’t seem to put my finger on it.
I can’t seem to smile,
most of the time I just want to cry.
Everyday I try but I get nowhere.
I’m on the verge of falling.
I’m holding on the edge,
I can’t let go and for some reason I have no control.


I’ve learned that stuff happens,
people change,
and it doesn’t mean you forget the past or try to cover it up.
It simply means that you move on and treasure the memories.
Letting go doesn’t mean giving up.
It's just accepting the fact that some things weren’t meant to be.


Everything is changing fast and I'm afraid I can't keep up.


But unlike you, I can’t just walk away.
I can’t simply forget what we had.
It’s not that easy for me to let go of something that was such a huge part of my life.
I guess it really mattered to me.


There comes a point in your life when you realize that nothing will ever be the same,
and you realize that from now on time will be divided into two parts — before this and after this.


But maybe that’s what it all comes down to:
love, not as a surge of passion,
but as a choice to commit to something, someone,
no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way.
And maybe making that choice again and again,
day in and day out, year after year,
says more about love than never having a choice to make at all.


Do you ever get that feeling where you don’t wanna talk to anyone?
Like, you don’t want to smile and you don’t want to pretend being content,
but you don’t know what’s wrong either?


You very rarely get everything you want in life,
but when you don’t fight for it,
you have even less of a chance.
So here I am.
Fighting.
For you.

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