Only love makes you run around in the rain without feeling cold. Only love numbs you out like that and still lets you feel every fucking cell in your body

I read and walked for miles at night along the beach, writing bad blank verse and searching endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of the darkness and change my life. It never crossed my mind that that person could be me.

Forget all those places that you've never really been. And all those situations you somehow found yourself in. Let your body sink into me -like your favorite memory, like a line of poetry, or a fucking fit of honesty.

Hello, how are you? I'm pretty sure we should be best friends. I'll walk you to school and tell you, "You look pretty," each new day. We'll learn about philosophy by drawing on our arms and build ourselves an alright house made out of uno cards. They'll say we're unconventional and maybe a little crazy. We'll ask them what's wrong with that, yeah, what's wrong with that?

[1] And you know what? I realized something last night. It's not that I want you to hold my hand, I just want you to reach for it.

[2] My mouth goes dry & tears start to flow. My arms become weak & my heart drops. I'd often imagined this day. Imagined what I'd do when they told me you were gone. But nothing in my wildest dreams could ever come close to this. It feels as if I'm being held under water fighting to come to the surface & not winning. It feels as if my entire world has fallen apart & I don't have the strength to pick up the pieces & go on. It feels as if they don't know what`s going on in my mind & in my heart, & that's cause they don't. They could never imagine your life meant this much to me. They say remember the good times, but I can't. The good times are what I miss the most. They say enough crying; life goes on. But it doesn't. Just let me be alone, with my tears, with my heart ache... with myself.

ven if you think the flame has died, there's at least one lyric that'll hit that last hot spot, and then you'll find yourself as fucked as you were the day you lied and said you never wanted to see him again

[4] You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-You-Are? You're a chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chine and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a 'wild thing,' and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west of Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.

(Breakfast at Tiffany's)

Life is the ability to feel so happy, you think your insides are going to explode. It's being so upset or disappointed, you feel as if your stomach just dropped ten feet out of place. It's running so hard, you can barely breathe. It's the feeling of panic when you know you've been caught doing something wrong. It's having that sudden rush before you kiss someone you care about. It's opening your eyes and feeling them sting because you spent the whole night crying. It's letting people go because new ones come in, and all the while realizing that life doesn't have a purpose unless you let it.

[6] They sit still and wait to dance while the evening hours end because they’re existing for the chance that you’ll ask them out again. Don’t believe in what they say, because you can’t do this on your own. In the night they break away, and you’re left captured all alone. Raise the price upon your life and the heartache that it brings. Watch these feathers fall from our skies as the angels lose their wings. Though the seasons always change, I am written on these stones. Don’t forget the burdens you gave every wrong to me alone. Don’t walk away from me, it’s the tragedy of night. You can’t see this on your own, so take my hand and we’ll get by.

I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be, but if you'll wait around awhile, I'll make you fall for me. I promise you. I promise you I will.

You know what your problem is? You have no idea your worth. I'm serious, you don't know how beautiful you are. I mean, when I look at you, I shiver. And you can't even see it.

[2] Does it break my heart? Of course. Every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of. I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent. I never thought about things at all. Everything changed, and that distance wedged itself between me and my happiness. It wasn't the world, and it wasn't the bombs and burning buildings. It was me and my thinking, the cancer of never letting go. Is ignorance bliss? I don't know, but it's so painful to think. And tell me, what did thinking ever do for me? To what place did thinking ever bring me? I think and I think and I think. I've thought myself out of happiness a million times, but never once into it.

At the end of the day, faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle, and it's not so important, happy ever after, just that it's happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you, and once in a while people may even take your breath away.

[4] Everyone had a forever, but given a choice, this would be mine. The one that began in this moment, leaving me astounded, amazed, and most of all, alive.

Don't you dare tell me nothing matters. Everything matters. Every fucking drop of rain, every ray of sunlight, every wisp of cloud matters. And they matter because I can see them. And if I can see them, then they can see me. And I know that there's an entire world that cares out there, hiding behind a world that doesn't, afraid to show who it really is. And with or without you, I will drag that world out of the dirt and the blood and the muck until we live in it. Until we all live in it.

Sometimes when I look at you, and you're looking back at me, I can see something. This teeny-tiny hint of something more, something you're feeling but can't say. When our eyes meet, it's like we're instantly connected. And I know no one catches it but me and you, but I like it that way. It's like our own little secret...a place we go to when everything around us is crazy and we just need some semblance of normal. God, your eyes are gorgeous. There are times when I want nothing more than to look you in the eyes, cause it's when we're looking at each other in silence that we end up saying the most.

It's hard for decent people to stay angry at someone who has burst into tears, which is why it is often a good idea to burst into tears if a decent person is yelling at you.

(Lemony Snicket)

What have I learned of love?

Love does not need to be found, it surrounds us. It is everywhere, in everyone, in every moment; people just don’t look closely enough.

Love is no where near blind. Infatuation is blind. I think most people get these two mixed up quite frequently. Love is noticing everything about someone, seeing every imperfection, memorizing their expressions, realizing that everyone has flaws, but choosing them anyway.

Love should never be an accident. It should be a conscious decision to step off that cliff and pray to God that you’re caught. There should be no hesitation, no second guessing, just a full on commitment. Lukewarm love is not love at all.

To love with everything you have, that is bravery in its truest form.

Love never ends. Once you’ve taken that leap, you can’t decide you want to turn around and go back. You never stop loving someone, no matter how hard you might try. They will always be a part of you, even if you don’t speak to them for 50 years and have found happiness with someone else.

I love the feeling after a good run. Or the feeling when my favorite song is on full blast in the car, driving through the country air. I like when my mom makes my favorite meal. I like traveling to nowhere, getting lost, and then the best part, being found. I like being held by someone who means a lot to me, especially when I haven't seen them in awhile. We always complain there isn't enough time. Or that these moments never come around enough. It's true that we never stop growing old, and we mature faster than we'd like. But time is the essence of life, and it brings change and surprise. I like watching the people I care for get older, change, become who they're suppose to be. Sometimes we all wish to go back, to repeat a moment, or pause it forever. But we need change, even when we don't want it. The cards are placed and time brings us closer to our destination. All the while as we travel through.. the things we love doing, the people we share our life with, that's the destiny. We're not suppose to end up anywhere, we're suppose to make the best of this journey.

Everyone is taught to look both ways before crossing the street and to talk quietly in the library. But no one ever learns anything that matters, like how to keep breathing when your heart breaks in half.

i didn't "fall" in love with you, that would be accidental... Instead, I knew what I was doing, I knew the risk I was taking... You see, I jumped into love, head on. And don't regret one minute.

First thought when I wake up is 'My God, he's beautiful'

so I put on my makeup and pray for a miracle

(Taylor Swift, I'd Lie)

Turn up the radio and sing your lungs out. Cause kid, this is it, and this is all it ever will be. So get used to it, suck it up, and just live your life.

[1] Meredith: I can't, I can't remember our last kiss. All I could think about was, "I'm going to die today and I can't remember our last kiss," which is pathetic. But the last time we were together and happy, I... want to be able remember that, and I can't Derek. I can't remember.

Derek: I'm glad you didn't die today.

(Derek starts to walk away but stops)

Derek: It was a Thursday morning, you were wearing that ratty little "Dartmouth" T-shirt you look so good in, the one with the hole in the back of the neck. You'd just washed your hair and you smelled like some kind of... flower. I was running late for surgery. You said you were going to see me later, and you leaned to me, you put your hand on my chest and you kissed me. Soft. It was quick. Kind of like a habit. You know, like we'd do it everyday for the rest of our lives. And you went back to reading the newspaper and I went to work. That was the last time we kissed.

(Grey's Anatomy)

[2] Some people don't know how to fall in love, like not knowing how to swim. They panic first when they jump in. then they figure it out.

Girls were born knowing how destructive the truth could be. They learned to hold it in, tamp it down, like gunpowder in an old-fashioned gun. Then it exploded in your face, on a November day in the rain.

She moves with grace, yet she stumbles and trips. You'll hear a break of laughter as she smiles, an outburst of noise. The perfection is there if you crawl underneath the first layer of mistakes and insecurities, and there you'll see the person worth listening to, the one that most people try to find in themselves, and the one that she never saw in herself.

You see suns that never were and stare at skies that don't exist. You listen to songs that were never played and read books that were never written. And your mind is so beautiful and full. But I'm glad it's not mine.

'm not shouting for a successful relationship at this point. I'm just looking for something that will prevent me from throwing myself in front of a bus.

[8] You don't know this yet, but life isn’t supposed to be like this. It’s not supposed to be this hard.

(Grey's Anatomy)

I just want to breathe in this feeling and never let it out. You just gave me something to believe in. You are the one thing I can't live without.

[10] Tell me how I got this far

Tell me why you're here and who you are

'Cause every time I look

You're never there

And every time I sleep

You're always there

'Cause you're everywhere to me

And when I close my eyes it's you I see

You're everything I know

That makes me believe

I'm not alone

(Yellowcard, Everywhere)

And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.

[2] I wish that my head was my own notebook. I wish every single one of my thoughts were written down. Okay, it doesn't have to be a notebook. It can be an air sick bag for all I care. I am this person inside my head I could only dream to be. She's so open, so alive, she's so thoughtful and she is brilliant. She dreams of things I cant imagine on seeing. She sees colors, not words or people. She sees rainbows of colors. She is life. She breathes flowers and exhales master pieces of art. She excels in education, music, and art. She is the person I can only be in my head. I'll keep her there. She's safe there. She hasn't been hurt, she hasn't seen pain. In my eyes, there's still hope for her. I bet her heart is full of love and compassion. The kind of compassion that's been torn from my eyes, my heart, and my finger tips. Her lips are untouched and so soft. I could only imagine what she is capable of. I'd probably hate her if she was real. I'd probably find some reason to hate her. And I'd probably tear her, from limb to limb. I'd make her cry, just to watch her mascara run. But, I bet even then, make up smeared, eyes red and puffy, I bet even then she's still beautiful.

If I had a dollar bill for every time I'd been wrong, I would be a self made millionaire… but you'd still be gone.

[4] For me it was the quiet. Peace isn't a permanent state. It exists in moments. Fleeting. Gone before we knew it was there. We can experience it at any time, in a stranger's act of kindness, a task that requires complete focus or simply the comfort of an old routine. Everyday we all experience these moments of peace. The trick is to know when they're happening so that we can embrace them, live in them. And finally let them go.

(Grey’s Anatomy)

He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose her, day after day. Choice: that was the thing.

[8] He’ll only break your heart, it’s a fact. And even though I warn you, even though I guarantee you that the boy will only hurt you terribly, you’ll still pursue him, ain’t love grand?

After all that’s said and done, I still think you’re amazing. I still cherish every moment I ever spent with you and every smile you brought to my face. I’ll forever be thankful that someone like you was brought into my life, even if it had to be taken away too soon. See, you were my miracle, you were my fairytale I got to live.

like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all, i still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.

[2] People are unreasonable, illogical and self-centered. Love them anyway.

If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Do good anyway.

If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway.

The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.

Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable. Be honest and frank anyway.

The biggest person with the biggest ideas can be shot down

by the smallest person with the smallest mind. Think big anyway.

What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway.

People really need help but may attack if you help them. Help people anyway.

Give the world the best you have and you might get kicked in the teeth.

Give the world the best you have anyway.