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Sunday, June 5, 2011

Some Quotes!

He stared at her, knowing with certainty that he was falling in love. He pulled her close and kissed her beneath a blanket of stars, wondering how on earth he’d been lucky enough to find her

I don’t know what it is, I just cry sometimes. Maybe I’m too oblivious to the things going on around me, that I don’t realize that I’m hurting as much as I am, so when the tears stream down my face, and I don’t have anything to say, don’t ask me why I’m crying. Because I simply don’t know. Just hold me. I just want to be held.

The one thing I hate the most is saying goodbye. It’s never been easy for me. I mean, how do you approach the concept of goodbye? Goodbyes are all different. Some are for a day, some are for a month. But others are forever. And the concept of forever is hard to accept. It’s like, hey, I’m never going to see you again, goodbye. It doesn’t feel complete. But I think that’s what goodbyes are. They’re incomplete and you honestly don’t know how long the goodbye will last. It’s a part of life.

 

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