So, im sitting in bed reading and watching some csi and i realized 'hey, i haven't done my holiday update yet' so i'll keep it short and sweet and say here's the long awaited update! i'm looking for new sites to subscribe to so if you know of any good ones comment and let me know :)

It's those moments when you hang around in a room full of friends, where you gasp for breath between each laugh. It's those moments where you get high off just breathing in so deep, you feel your lungs getting cold. For a second, that split second, you don't care. You don't care about school, about parents, about money, about rules, or broken hearts. Who you care about are the kids sitting next to you. 'Cause it's all we really need, isn't it? Those kids next to you. Yeah, the ones who make you feel invincible, even at your weakest points.

When I was a kid, most of the advice that my dad gave me was crap. But there's one thing he said that was pure genius... he said, if you're ever with a girl that's too good for you, marry her.

I had a boyfriend who told me I'd never succeed, never be nominated for a Grammy, never have a hit song, and that he hoped I'd fail. I said to him, 'Someday, when we're not together, you won't be able to order a cup of coffee a the fucking deli without hearing or seeing me.' - Lady Gaga

Even if you think the flame has died, there's at least one lyric that'll hit that last hot spot, and then you'll find yourself as fucked as you were the day you lied and said you never wanted to see him again.

I let you in. You were the first one. Did you know that? I trusted you. They said you might hurt me. Everyone told me not to get my hopes up for you. Bet you didn’t know that. And when everyone doubted, I was there defending you. And then you left it was a horrible feeling, but I put my trust in you. I trusted you wouldn't hurt me. But you did, baby. Why is that? And now you expect me to just keep going and come back to you like nothing happened, since you left?. I can’t do that

And after awhile, you learn that you don't need anyone else in order to survive. no one else is ever going to always be there. no matter what they say or promise you. you just gotta suck it up, accept it, and keep on keepin' on.

The problem with guys: they make you believe they love you when they don't.
The problem with girls: they make you believe they don't love you when they do.

No, it's not selfish to want someone to need you. All you are guilty of is the desire for love. Something that everyone deserves.

He's gorgeous, but gorgeous is an understatement. More like you're startled every time you see him because you notice something new in a "Where's Waldo?" sort of way. More like you can't stop writing third grade run-on sentences because you can't even remotely begin to describe something, someone, so inherently amazing. More like you're afraid that if you stare at him too long, you'll prove your parents right that, yes, your face will get stuck that way. But you don't mind.

I suck with words, but sometimes words aren't the thing. Love isn't about words, it's about what you do. And what I did, running away, it was stupid. We both know love is a big, scary, evil concept. But if you feel it, it's going to follow you around like a hungry dog. I didn't mean to say that love is a dog. I just mean I'm not going anywhere. I love you. If love beats us up, lets just beat it up right back. We can do this. If you're ready to make the jump, I'll be right there to catch you.
- How to Deal

A lot of people are afraid to say what they want.
That's why they don't get what they want.

So here's a piece of advice: let go when you're hurting too much.
Give up when love isn't enough, and move on
when things are not like before.
For surely there is someone out there who will love you even more.

Why is it that the thing you've always wanted the most
seem impossible to get? And when you get close, you lose it.
When you get it easily in the beginning, you don't want it.
And later on, when it's gone, you want it back more than ever.

Destiny is something we've invented
because we can't stand the fact that
everything that happens is accidental.

Google doesn't have all the answers. It can't tell you how to fall in love, or how to know if someone's falling in love with you. It can't tell you if you're falling out of love, or if someone's falling out of love with you. It can't tell you if someone is lying to you. It can't tell you how to say goodbye to people you love. It can't tell you if you should follow your head or your heart. Google can't explain why he left. It can't explain why he didn't follow when you walked away. Nobody can answer those questions, except ourselves.
- @copy;twisted__quotes

Even when they are polite and knock at the door,
you don't want to let them in because
the memory of the one who slammed the door when he left is still there.

Strength isn't how much you can handle before you break;
it's about how much you can handle after you break.

Men hate to cry, they rarely ever do.
But, when a man cries over you, you know he loves you.
Men only cry when they lost something
or when they are afraid of losing something
that they love as much or more than themselves.

Not all wounds are superficial, most wounds run deeper than we can imagine, you cant see them with the naked eye, and then there are the wounds that take us by surprise, the trick with any kind of wound or disease is to dig down and find the real source of the injury, and once you've found it, try like hell to heal that sucker.

Sometimes you have to be strong for yourself. You have to know that you're a good person and a good friend. What's meant to be will end up good and what's not - won't. Love is worth fighting for, but sometimes you can't be the only one fighting. At times, people need to fight for you. If they don't, you just have to move on and realize what you gave them was more than they were willing to give you.

Steal me, deal me, anyway you heal me.  Maim me, tame me, you can never change me.  Love me, like me, come ahead and fight me.  Please me, tease me, go ahead and leave me.

If I could explain love in one word, it would have to be trust. Trust that he doesn't cheat on you, trust that he doesn't lie to you, trust that he really likes you, trust that he will always be there for you, trust that he can go to aparty and not get high or drunk, trust that you don't have to worry about him breaking up with you ever second you wake up, trust that he will stick up for you, trust that he will never fall in love with another girl, trust that he won't just get sick of you, and trust that wants you like you want him.

I guess the real fact of the matter is, we don't know what tomorrow's going to bring and the only thing we really have is right now. So, don't stay mad for too long. Learn to forgive. Love with all your heart. Stay up all night. Have fun. Live your life the way you want to live it. Don’t worry about people that don't like you. Enjoy the ones who do. Have a crush. Kiss a boy. Just live life the way you want and you'll be happy with and don't let anyone tell you you're doing it wrong.

Love is about danger, always. Love jumps off cliffs, love is irrational. It keeps you alive and it destroys you. The search for love provides nourishment for your artistic soul. I'm afraid that as soon as you really find love, there won't be anything left to write songs about. - Lady Gaga

if your love does not work with that person,
it just means that someone else loves you more.

Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore. she loves salting my wounds; yes, she enjoys nothing more

you can't let yourself fall for the same shit over and over. you can't allow it to trap you up, and suffocate you until you say what it wants you to say. you can't allow yourself to say yes everytime and fall into its arms. you need to get a grip on yourself because each time you say yes, you know for sure it's going to end up with tears on your side. you know it's a constant cycle, and it's bound to happen again. seriously, get a fucking grip on yourself and walk away when you still can. because it's a monster. it can kill you. love doesn't die, but it can kill you.

I've found that it`s a good thing to go through heartache at one point or another in your lifetime. Not the petty, childhood heartache. But the horrible kind we've experienced. But see, when you get to the healing part of this, you will have so much love to share with someone. You will be able to appreciate someone in ways even you cannot understand. You will be so much stronger than you were before. I know how much this sucks right now and I know it seems unfair, but when it's all said and done with, this will all make sense. All this pain you are going through at this moment will eventually teach you some of the greatest lessons in life you will ever need to learn.

It's only when you're tested that you truly discover who you are.
And it's only when you're tested that you discover who you can be.

i’m not going to spend my life chasing people. you want to leave? fine then, go ahead. because i’m done with chasing and caring for people who never had interest in me. nothing lasts and people change. i’ve learned love is hard and life isn’t always what you want it to be.

bad stuff does happen sometimes. always remember that, but remember that you have to move on, somehow. you just pick up your head and stare at something beautiful like the sky, or the ocean, and you'll move the hell on.

i don't mean to run but every time you come around i feel more alive, than ever. and i guess it's too much. maybe we're too young and i don't even know what's real. but i know i've never wanted anything so bad. i've never wanted anyone so bad.

I am the truth without someone to hear it.
I am a feeling without someone to feel it.
This is who I am.
A mess without you.
Something beautiful with you.

sometimes you're afraid to become a couple because you're afraid of losing what you already have with that person. but life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. don't be a person who has to look back and wonder what they could have had. no one waits forever

There's no need to apologize. I've got no time for feeling sorry.

I've always followed my heart instead of my head. I've always jumped, always took that leap of faith into the unknown, having no idea of what the outcome of my actions would be. But now, now it's so very clear. I need to stop following my heart. I just need to stop, before I do anything at all. I need to stop and think about it, about what I am about to do. I need to think about whether it is right or it is wrong. Because when you follow your heart, you lose track of what's right and what's wrong, and it tears you apart.

This goes out to all of the people who have been broken but have been strong enough to let go. For the people who have hurt so badly that they felt they could never love again, but kept their head up. For those who feel like going back to their old lover would put all the pieces back where they belong and everything would fit, but accept the cold hard truth instead. For the people that learn from their mistakes and never stop moving forward, even when they take two steps back. For the people that wish loneliness wasn’t a part of them, but put up with it anyhow. For the people that are okay with taking up all of the room in the bed, even if sometimes it feels a little empty. For the people who wake up in the morning with no missed calls, but smile anyway. For the people that periodically miss the past, but are so much more excited for the future. For the people that have wounds still healing. For the people that have so much tied to their past relationship, but break those chains to start fresh. For the people that want to look back so badly, but focus on the road ahead. For the people that pick up the phone so tempted to call, but keep their dignity in tact instead. For the people that never wanted to let go, but had to. For the people that still believe in love even after all of the hurt their heart has endured. For all the people that gave up not because they were weak, but because most times it’s better just to let go. We’ll get our happy ending someday.

if you really need him, fate won't let you lose him. fate will bring him back. it may not be soon, but he'll come back.

It's possible to go on, no matter how impossible it seems, and that in time, the grief lessens.
It may not go away completely, but after a while it's not so overwhelming
-Dear John

There's a point in life when you get tired of chasing everyone & trying to fix everything, but it's not giving up. It's realizing that you don't need certain people & all the crap they put you through.

"it's been fun." seriously? that's all you can say after all this time? after everything? yeah asshole, it's been real fun.

what's different about us is that we're friends. well, maybe we're not just friends. but the base of all we know is friendship. he may think i'm beautiful, but he'll still tease me about how he has to look down to see me. and we may cuddle up and watch movies, but we'll still laugh and make jokes about every line. we may hold hands, but we also get into fake fights that i know he lets me win every time. he gets mad when i don't think high of myself, and i get mad when he won't tell me what's wrong. we know more about eachother than anyone. and maybe that's the thing that makes it so perfect, that he's not just the friend or the lover, but he's the missing piece to my puzzle.

Don't change who you are because someone doesn't like it. There will be that one person who comes along and they will love all those things someone else hated.

Well, I have to be honest, as much as I want it, I’m not gonna promise that cold winds won't blow. So when hard times have found you and your fear surrounds you, wrap my love around you. You're never alone.

Failure is divided into 2 classes; those who thought and never did, and those who did and never thought.

i could write novels about pain. not the kind of pain you get when you break your arm, but the kind that makes uour broken heart go into your throat, so that it takes all of your energy and concentrations to breathe. the kind of pain that makes you want to scream and sob at the same time. the kind of pain that makes you want to hurt everyone around you because you're suffering and they're not, because they can breathe without feeling guilty and hold a normal conversation without breaking down into fits of tears or rage.

I listen to my voice but the words I speak don't fit the feelings I have, yet I say them anyways. And now you're standing in front of me, and every word leaves my mouth twisted, and I just hope you'll read it in my eyes.

See your ears? Like if you attach the two of them?
You'll have a shape of a heart. Sense?
If you don't know how to listen, you don't know how to love.

There are times when I just couldn't help but wonder why
trust is too hard to give while jealousy is too easy to feel.

I'm the kind of person who will see all your defects & learn to love you for them, who you could talk to for hours on the phone, who will put herself in your situation & see the reason behind what you do & why you do it, who will always be there when you need her to be, who won't give up on you even if you give up on yourself, who likes to look up at the sky & watch the clouds pass by, who never lets you see her down, who dances around in her underwear & a tank top at night when no one is looking, who doesn't question her judgment, who enjoys eating cereal in the middle of the night, who loves acting like a little kid, who says what she's thinking no matter who's around, who doesn't trust easily & regrets without knowing, who loves her life & her friends & will do anything for the people she cares for. I'm the kind of person you won't regret meeting, I promise.

To me, you're strange and you're beautiful,
You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see,
You turn every head but you don't see me.

Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive,
and go do it. Because what the world needs is people
who have come alive

Run your fingers through my soul. For once, just once, feel exactly what I feel, believe what I believe, perceive as I perceive, look, experience, examine, and for once, just once, understand.

It's weird, you know the end of something that has taken so much time to get over is coming & you're so relieved that it's finally here but you still, for some reason want to hold on. Just for one more second... just so it can hurt a little more. After all, this problem has been your life for so long you're not sure if you'll be used to being free.

Laugh when you can, apologize when you should. Let go of what you can't change. Kiss slowly, play hard, forgive quickly, take chances, give everything and have no regrets. Life is too short to be anything but happy.

because in every relationship there comes a point when the damage is too much and no matter how good it once was, the memories can't sustain you. you have to save yourself knowing all the while it will hurt like hell. because you can't keep giving someone everything if you get nothing in return.

Next time you're stressed, take a step back, inhale & laugh. Remember who you are & why you are here. You're never given anything in this world that you cannot handle. Be strong, be flexible, love yourself & love others. Always remember, just keep moving forward.

If you don’t go after what you want, you’ll never have it.
If you don’t ask, the answer is always no.
If you don’t step forward, you’re always in the same place.

There is inner beauty about a woman who believes in herself, who knows she is capable of anything that she puts her mind to. There is a beauty in the strength and determination of a woman who follows her own path, who isn't thrown off by obstacles along the way. There is a beauty about a woman whose confidence comes from experiences - who knows she can fall, pick herself up and move on. A beautiful thing is never perfect

We all grow into the beautiful person that we're supposed to be--some earlier, some later

I've decided we should all get a "do-over" in life. Just one chance to change one minute of time in the past. If the series of events of our lives continually hinge on one another, each decision or action being a new turn in an infinite maze of possibilities but with no rewind, then I think we should all get a do-over.

Lets get one thing straight. You are not your hair - frizzy, smooth, or limp. You are not your feet - colossal, average, or tiny. You are not your thighs - scrawny, muscular, or dimpled. You are not your looks. What you are is far more than the eye can see. You are your culture. You are your history. You are your quirks. You are your talents. You are your goals and accomplishments. You are your relationships. You are your spirit. And absolutely none of these things can be judged by a photograph.

You take a born-pretty girl and you dress her up in pretty things, curl her pretty hair and she becomes empty. Vacuous. The only thing she can claim as a self identity is her one dimensional beauty. But take a pretty girl and throw some shit on her, and make her fight her way out of it and she’ll grow to be other-worldly radiant and a force to be reckoned with.

if death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change into a new costume and coming back as a new character, would you slow down? or speed up?

life is one big road with lots of signs. so when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. wake up and live

"Bright as sunshine, your eyes glow and capture the attention
of anyone that sees your true beauty."

I just want them to know that they didn't break me.
- Pretty in Pink

cut-tag song: hollywood - jojo
incredible song, its very moving
pretty big update so i'd loooove some comments!
hope eveyone is having a great holiday :)