Secret #49
I don’t hate life, but I don’t love it anymore either.

I don’t hate life, but I don’t love it anymore either.

My atoms and chemicals could’ve been made anywhere in the universe, but they were made here, near you. Near yours.
(via I Wrote This For You)
When it comes to you, I’m weak.
So many times I tell myself I’m giving up on you. But all it takes is one smile or one text and I’m right back to square one. Because the truth is- when it comes to you, you have an unlimited supply of chances and I’ll never run out of excuses for you- I’m just hopelessly and helplessly in love with you.

I love it when you put smiley faces at the end of your texts (:

I wish a lot of things.
I wish I was skinny.
I wish I was beautiful.
I wish I was someone you could love.
I wish all my wishes would come true.

I want to fall in love!

I want to be swept off my feet, kissed in the rain, be given roses and chocolate covered strawberries, be sung to with lyrics especially for me, lay in his arms for hours, and just to love and be loved unconditionally.
The only reason I log into my AIM anymore is because of you.

I’m 20 years old but whenever you instant message me first, it gives me butterflies. And the days you don’t message me at all… well those days just suck.
At this very moment all I want is for one of two things to happen:
1) She realizes what an idiot she’s being and loves you like you should be loved.
-or-
2) You realize what an idiot you’re being and love me like I should be loved.
