Relationships are like glasses. If they break let them stay broken. You´ll  only hurt yourself trying to fit it, at least the pieces still remain.

It is often merely for an excuse that we say things are impossible.

  I feel empty.

 Sometimes we´re broken and we    don´t know why.

 

 Don´t forget to fly.

 The worst feeling ever is not knowing whatever you should wait or give up.

Don´t forget to breathe.

 Maybe i´m dreaming you, maybe you´re dreaming me. Maybe we only exist in each other´s dreams and every morning when we wake up we forget all about each other.

I´ve got nothing asgainst God. It´s his fan club, I can´t stand.

Never forget.

Love me when i least deserve it becouse that is when i really need it.

  It´s hard to wait around for something you know might never happend; but    it´s even harder to give up when you know it´s everything you want.

You want the truth?  Well here is it. Eventually, you forget it all. First you forget everythings you learned, the date of wars and pythagorean theorem. You especially forget everything you didn´t really learn, nut just memorized the night before. You forget the names of all but one or two of your favorite teachers, and eventually you forget those, too. You forget your junior year class schedule and where you used to sit and your best friend´s home phone number and the lyrics to that song you must have played a million times. And eventuallyn but slowly, you forget your humiliations, even the ones that seemed indelible, just fade away. You forget who was cool, and who was not, who was pretty, smart, athletic, and not. Who threw the best parties, who had the most firends, you forget all of them. Even the ones you said you loved, and the ones you actually did. they´re the last to go, and then once you´ve   forgotten enough, you love                                                someone else.

 If you can read this i´m not impressed. Most people can read.

Sometimes, you have to forget what you want to remember what you need.

 We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.

I am human and deserve to be loved.

 I assumed you´d always be there.

I won´t get affected, get jealous, get paranoid. I´ll just be happy.

I should know my limits, know my role, know where i stand.

 I should never expect, never demand, never assume.

No one even gets tired  of loving but everyone gets tired of waiting, assuming hearing promises saying sorry and all the hurting.

If he doesn´t chase you when you walk away, keepwalking.

I cant fall asleep but i sure can dream.

 You appear just like a dream to me.

You are, and always have been, my dream.

If you ever love somebody put your hands up.

 You were a dream, then a reality, now a memory.

I still dream of you sometimes.

My dream is to hear rocks on my window an see you standing there in the rain.

Under the same sky, dreaming the same dream.

 Becouse you´re young, you´re torn between a world of hate and a world of dreams. So much to lose, so much to gain, so much to fight for, so much to change.

 I want to travel all over the word, just to take pictures of us kissing in every city.

Would you like you, if you meet you?

 All i want is to be happy, confident, and skinny as hell.

Boo you whore.

Whats wrong with just being you?

I wonder if anyone ever looks at me and thinks ´wow she´s beautifull.

 She turned her can´ts into cans, and her dreams into plans.

Keep your head up. Things will get better.  Keep smiling, you will inspire someone. you are loved.

 You have to believe.

May all you´re dreams come true. (even the ones they laughed at)

 Not all who wander are lost.

Record all of your dreams on paper, or in memory, put them on your bookshelf with you´re seashell colletign

 The perfect day: going to bed with a dream waking up with a propuse.

 If you never chase your dreams you´ll never catch them.

You musn´t  be afraid to dream a little bigger darling.

 I must be dreaming.

If someone says   "That´s impossible" you shoul understand it as " According to my very limited experience and narrow understanding of reality, that´s very unlikely"

I livein the clouds. Reality is not for me. People say i should come down. That the clouds are not a place for grown ups to be. I smile at them. Maybe one day, i say maby one day i will come down. But i never will. Reality is not for me. I shall stay up here. The view is quite breath taking.  

Let me be your lovely nightmare.

Most people run because deep down, they want to be chased.

 If you don´t believe in yourself WHO WILL?

I am not a second fucking choice.