I hate how the people that mean the most, hurt the worst.

A friend is someone who will tell you it will be all right, pretend to be happy just to cheer you up, make you laugh when you're sad, make everything you two do together into something fun no matter how boring it is, always remind you of your inside jokes, think the same way you do, follow you wherever you go, and because to them you'll always mean more than you can imagine

Nobody is happy,Everyone is sad,People dnt knw you...oh yes its because of that

Ask me why I keep on loving you when it's clear that you don't feel the same way for me... the problem is that as much as I can't force you to love me, I can't force myself to stop loving you.

Sometimes the pain's too strong to bare...and life gets so hard you just don't care. You feel so alone you just sit and cry...every second you wish you could die. Then you start thinking who would care...if one day they woke up-and you weren't there.

It seems like when you want someone they dont want you. When someone wants you, you don't want them. And when you both want each other, something has to come around and mess it up