June 23, 2011

23 Jun

I no longer have the fear of being alone. It’s cool to find out that you don’t need a boyfriend to be happy.

If you watch The Bachelor backwards, it’s about a guy that steals roses from women and becomes a pimp.

Last night I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and I thought to myself, where the heck is the ceiling.

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’re gonna need a bigger boat.

One day, you’ll regret not saying yes today.

Summer. The nights we’ll never remember, with the friends we’ll never forget.

We must become the change we want to see.

Love is a hidden fire, A pleasant sore, A delicious poison, A delectable pain, An agreeable torment, A sweet and throbbing wound, A gentle death.

You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.

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