Saturday, October 1, 2011

The Last Song

The pieces all fit together. Yet everything was falling apart.

When I was seventeen, I don't think I even knew what love was. But when it's right, it's right, and you just know it.

Strange, what being forced to slow down could do to a person. you have to love something before you can hate it.

"Mom says it's because she has PMS."
"Do you even know what that means?"
"I'm not a little kid anymore. It means pissed-at- men syndrome "

Sometimes you have to be apart from people you love, but that doesn't make you love them any less. Sometimes you love them more.

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