Love is honesty. Love is a mutual respect for one another.
If no words come, you can always give him the finger.
He may be out of my life physically, but he’ll always be a part of me. I can’t let go even if I wanted to.
I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you, I couldn’t.
This connection we have isn’t going away, it’s only getting stronger. Because the more I spend time with her, the closer I want to be.
Opening yourself up to making mistakes and being vulnerable is what makes it beautiful and special with the person you love.
I understand the reasons behind his keeping a distance from a girl he cares about. Because the truth is, sometimes getting close to the fire does actually burn you.
There’s a thin line between love and hate. Maybe you’re confusing your emotions.
He’s my brother, my blood. He annoys the hell out of me most of the time, but when it comes right down to it I want to see him graduate from college and have little annoying mini-Alexes and mini-Brittanys running around in the future.
Tofu tacos are not Mexican. I think putting tofu on anything and calling it Mexican is an insult to my people.
It’s hard keeping everything the same when the same things look and feel so different.
Music is my drug, the one thing that makes me numb.
Nobody really knows her Except the chosen few Her secrets are kept hidden Behind that sun-kissed hue. If I reach out to touch her She’ll just run away My Forever and Always Will have to wait another day.
With someone you like that much, the lows are as low as the highs are high. Does that make sense?? It does. It also makes me sound bipolar.? Love will do that to a person.
Next time I want to do something nice, slap me.
Playing with fire doesn’t necessarily get you burned.
It’ll be impossible to protect Brittany for the rest of her life from all the other guys who want to be near her, to see her as I’ve seen her. Touch her as I’ve touch her. Man, I never want to let her go.
I hate games I can’t win.
Sometimes you have to steer away from the crowd in order to be a better person. It’s not always easy, that’s for sure. But it’s right. And sometimes doing the right thing feels good, even if it does end up in a trip to the principal’s office.
I gave you my heart, but it wasn’t enough.