“The indispensable first step to getting the things you want out of life is this: decide what you want.”
- Ben Stein
I've got a lot to work out about myself and my goals. It's about time I got to it.
There’s a girl in the corner With tear stains on her eyes From the places she’s wandered And the shame she can’t hide
She says, “How did I get here? I’m not who I once was. And I’m crippled by the fear That I’ve fallen too far to love”
But don’t you know who you are, What’s been done for you? Yeah don’t you know who you are?
You are more than the choices that you’ve made, You are more than the sum of your past mistakes, You are more than the problems you create, You’ve been remade.
Well she tries to believe it That she’s been given new life But she can’t shake the feeling That it’s not true tonight
She knows all the answers And she’s rehearsed all the lines And so she’ll try to do better But then she’s too weak to try.
You Are More, Tenth Avenue North (via creatingaquietmind)I’ve held onto the hate and pain as long as I could, but I’ve come to a point where none of it matters anymore. Fake apologies, twisted lies, paranoid lovers, angry days, hidden pictures, scandalous texts. I’m tired of that. It’s been almost 3 years now. I think it’s about time I set myself free. So free, I will be.
I just hope I can be happy again.
Today was just like the old days. I found another picture of her in lingerie on Drews computer. Then i end up getting bumps and bruises for it, again. It’s the same old cycle isnt it? Amazing. I wish i had someone who loved me like he loved her. The only difference is I think im finally coming loose at the seams. I don’t really care how public this is. Sometimes I think my silence hurts me more than to just admitting it out loud. I don’t think ill ever be good enough.
Some people believe that without history, our lives amount to nothing. At some point we all have to choose: do we fall back on what we know, or do we step forward to something new? It’s hard not to be haunted by our past. Our history is what shapes us… what guides us. Our history resurfaces time after time after time. So we have to remember sometimes the most important history is the history we’re making today.
Grey’s Anatomy (via eletheowl)If there’s one thing I value above all my other senses (Should I call it a sense? Ability? Hm..) … it is my memory.
I treasure it more than anyone knows, but it feels like a curse sometimes.
I just learned Frieza’s original name was supposed to be translated to Freezer.
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Frieza sounds cooler though. (Oh my goodness, I almost made a pun.)
Ahhhhh, Dragonball.
