Success means doing the best we can with what we have. It is the doing, not the getting; the trying, not the triumph. It is a personal standard, reaching for the highest that is in us, becoming all that we can be
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Is it me? It has to be, I am the constant factor...It happens so often in my life: people walk out. There is always someone they find more interesting; like I'm not good enough to hold onto. Things change so quickly; from talking all the time to barely talking and from hanging our frequently to not at all. I can't help but wonder of all the things I can do to change... then I remind myself that some people were placed on this earth to only make an appearance in my life, and not to stay.
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Sometimes, I think I'm crazy. There are days that go by when I feel like I am observing my life rather than living it.
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"I think that the whole point of being with someone is so you can talk to them and let go of everything, and even when you're at your worst, they still want to speak to you and care about you."
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"I think you do feel the ghost of what could have been."
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Just because something needs to be said doesn't mean it has to be heard.
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Oh yeah, I'm sorry. I forgot that I only exist when you need something.
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empty words no more
I've known it for such a long time...I need to move one. I've said it so many times. "I need to move on." I think its time I realize: I can't move on until I choose to.
But what does "moving on" really mean; do I have to forget about you? I mean I have, at times forgotten about everything. But I always come back to it.
I compare. That is for sure, but never hoping they are like you. No. In fact, I compare to hope they are not like you. I can't do it again. I just cant.
So I'm forgiving... Finally. No matter what happens from here on out: I don't mean that I'm not cutting you out (you were my best friend), nor am I forgetting you (you gave me great memories). It was just that one choice. Looking forward, I'm just learning from it all...
I am forgiving, not for you, but for me. I can't hold others to a certain character based on their past, because we all grow up. This is my step. I'm moving on.
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My favorite symbol, but my way of thinking.... Sad but true...
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