Words for my day.

How is it possible that someone can hurt you repeatedly and you still care for them so much?

Listen, I know I'm nothing special. Really. But you didn't have to do what you did & make me believe I was worth something.

Why are we often so good at giving advice to friends who need it, but never use that same advice for ourselves?

I used to think of you as someone who would never hurt me.

There's someone you miss a lot, but you can't do anything about it.

I'm still holding on to something that I know will never happen, because inside me, I have this little piece of hope that someday, it will.

The worst feeling in the world, is when you know you’re losing someone and there’s nothing that you can do to prevent being replaced.

If you start to miss me, just remember that I didn't walk away...you let go of me.