“Everybody just keeps on moving on in this crazy, messed up world. That’s all you can do anyways. You keep smiling, you keep moving, you just keep on living. Cause who knows, you might just be the only thing keeping somebody else from stopping. You might be someone’s everything and not even know it. If you stop moving, what’s to keep them from stopping too?”

Sometimes... Okay, most times, I feel that way too. And I really think the picture's so sweet. (: I hate my dreams, I really hate my dreams. Reminds me of people I don't want to be reminded of, shows me things I know I really want but choose not to think of, damn it, sometimes I wish dreams don't exist so I can happily live how I want to, without some people and memories in it. But then again, maybe that's why dreams exists, to remind us we cannot always live in denial, maybe.

I don't know what I felt last night, maybe sometimes it's just nice... you know, for once, to have you care for me, instead. The things I do for you cause I imagine myself in your shoes, I don't think you'll ever know. But, you know, sometimes it's nice to just have you think of me too. It's been so long, of you hurting me and me hurting you, so long of you not listening to a thing I say, so long. I'm not saying I did move on, but it hurts when you expect me to still stay here. It's like this expectation. You shouldn't have chased me away in the first place then, don't you think so? You can break a heart, and still expect it to be yours. Of course, the key word here is expect. It still is, I just... it just hurts when it's expected, like something you deserve, cause you don't, not after how you treated me.

Not feeling good today, dreams are seriously stupid.

I don’t have a fear of commitment; I have a fear of abandonment. We all screw things up. I screw things up, especially with the people I love. I get needy, I get moody, I get distant, I want to be too close. I get confused, I don’t understand all of it. But I keep pushing because I have hope in this thing - the universe. There’s no way I’m the only person out there who wants it this bad. If I want it, someone else out there must too.

I miss you, shit, I seriously still miss you. I can't move on, this time, I really can't. I hate you, I don't wanna think of you, don't wanna miss you. Hate hate hate hateeeee. I don't ever use this word, but seriously, I hate you. )': I hate that I'm still doing so much just to talk to you, I hate that I'm still stuck here when you just decided. And fuck, your life's fine, but mine's not. But you don't give a damn, do you? I hate you, I hope you have a good life. I'm still hoping you have a good life, what kinda fuck head am I?!