We accept the love we think we deserve.
Standing on the fringes of life... offers a unique perspective. But there comes a time to see what it looks like from the dance floor.
I have decided that maybe I want to write when I grow up. I just don't know what I would write.
I look at people holdings hands in the hallways, and I try to think how it all works. At the school dances, I sit in the background, and I tap my toe, and I wonder how many couples will dance to ‘their song.’ In the hallways, I see the girls wearing the guys’ jackets, and I think about the idea of property. And I wonder if anyone is really happy.
I just want you to know that you’re very special… and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has.
Feelings like disappointment, embarrassment, irritation, resentment, anger, jealousy, and fear, instead of being bad news, are actually very clear moments that teach us where it is that we’re holding back. They teach us to perk up and lean in when we feel we’d rather collapse and back away. They’re like messengers that show us, with terrifying clarity, exactly where we’re stuck. This very moment is the perfect teacher, and, lucky for us, it’s with us wherever we are.
Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we're nothing"; - "We accept the love we think we deserve.
I am very interested and fascinated how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other.
Sometimes people use thought to not participate in life.
So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them.
I can see it. This one moment when you know you’re not a sad story. You’re alive. And you stand up and see the lights and the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you’re listening to that song in that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment I swear… we are infinite.
And all the books you've read have been read by other people. And all the songs you've loved have been heard by other people. And that girl that's pretty to you is pretty to other people. and that if you looked at these facts when you were happy, you would feel great because you are describing 'unity.
This moment will just be another story someday.
So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.
So, I guess we are who we are for alot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them. But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.
I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.
He's a wallflower. You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.
She wasn't bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.
And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.
Even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there.
Free haircuts are definitely a nice perk.
They just knew. And I think that's all you can ever ask from a friend.
Maybe it’s sad that these are now memories. And maybe it’s not sad.
If you care about somebody, you should want them to be happy. Even if you wind up being left out.
It’s much easier not to know things sometimes.
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