How could something that felt so right actually be so wrong?

No one can save me except myself.

And I just think that if you believe in something and you want it so much and you're not hurting anyone else, you have to go for it. Which sometimes means taking a risk, even if it's scary. But the thing you want most to happen doesn't stand a chance unless you give it one.

And there are a million possibilities. Like the possibility of going separate ways. Together.

For one day there will be nothing left, yet we will have something. -me- I tried to wait for my life to begin. Something has to happen. Like an amazing boy. I know he's out there. I just have to find him.

You can’t ever know the real anybody unless you’re friends with them. And sometimes not even then.

Maybe it's just hart to see what's right in front of you while you're frantically searching for it.