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The worst thing is loving someone when you know you shouldn't anymore. It's caring about someone, wondering how they are and what they're up to when the truth is they've stopped wondering about you a long time ago. The worst thing is remembering every single detail or your relationship when he's obviously long forgotten about you. The worst thing is missing him so much when he doesn't even realize you're gone, the worst thing is feeling the same as you ever did, knowing you shouldn't, because he doesn't anymore. 
I hate how dispensable I am to people. I hate how people feel they can just forget about me, replace me, erase me without even a second thought. It's like I don't matter to anyone. And hey, I mean I don't blame you. I'm no-one special. I just thought you were different. I had more faith in you. And you took that, ripped it up, shoved it in my face and walked away without ever looking back. 
Deciding to get back together with someone is a complicated and difficult decision. Just remember that the person you are getting back together with is the same person who, not long before, looked you in your beautiful face, took full stock of you and all your qualities, and told you that he was no longer in need of your company. - He's Just Not That Into You 
"My new favorite place in all the world is buried in your sheets, tangled up in you. My new favorite word is my own name rolling off your lips at a whisper. And when I’m with you it all just melts away. It’s all okay." 
Let him call, and don't answer the phone. This time, let it ring. Because he knows you're going to answer. And so he doesn't really care.Once he doesn't know anymore, thats when you have him.Let him forget. Don't let him have the satisfaction of having the certainty that you'll always be there waiting.Once he's unsure, he's yours.
Yes, that's right, they can't be friends. Unless both of them are involved with other people, then they can... This is an amendment to the earlier rule.If the two people are in relationships, the pressure of possible involvement is lifted... That doesn't work either, because what happens then is, the person you're involved with can't understand why you need to be friends with the person you're just friends with. Like it means something is missing from the relationship and why do you have to go outside to get it? And when you say "No, no, no it's not true,
nothing is missing from the relationship," the person you're involved with then accuses you of being secretly attracted to the person you're just friends with, which you probably are. I mean, come on, who the hell are we kidding, let's face it. Which brings us back to the earlier rule before the amendment, which is men and women can't be friends 
"I started feeling bad for myself today, but then I stopped cause I don't care. I'm dreaming less and sleeping more but I'll sell my soul for the dream you stole."
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| I think I think too much. I worry over things that have yet to come, wasting time lingering over the future so much that I miss out on the joys of the present. I need to stop, I need to stop being this over-analytic, paranoid little girl; I need to start to be myself again. Because I'm sick of missing out on the joys of this life worrying over such nonsense - things that may not even ever happen. 
I miss knowing you were always there. I miss the security. I miss the stupid fights that either made us shut up until next time or somehow made us stronger. I miss holding your hand. I miss biting your lip because I was so mad that you held back. I miss you holding back. I miss you not holding back. I miss your scruff and always being amazed that I walked away without severe beard-burn. I miss hearing you gasp and begging me to stop. I miss those nights when we didn’t want to stop. I miss getting so f-ing pissed at something you would say or do and trying to deal with it on my own until you made me fess up. I miss surprising you. I miss being surprised by the glimpses of your humanity every now and then. I miss the look you’d get when I’d touch your cheek. I miss how you thought you were so stealth with your mood changes when you really can’t hide them from me. I miss how I always knew where I stood. I think I miss your hugs the most. Didn’t need them often, but now when I do, it sucks to know you’re not around to give them. Life takes your dreams and turns them upside down; people talk about you when you're not around. People make promises they just can't keep, and I've come to realize that talk is cheap. Too often we don't realize what we have until it's gone; too often we wait too long to say "I'm sorry, I was wrong." Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones we hold dearest to our hearts, and we allow foolish things to tear our lives apart. I am just so sick and tired of this. I want to be alright without you. I want to be able to go a month, a week, a day, an hour without thinking of you. Without wondering why it is you don't care at all anymore. I just am so sick and tired of needing you in my life knowing that you only make me sad.
I wish my words were enough but they aren’t. I wish my smile was enough but it’s not. I wish the things I did were enough but they never were. And I wish on every star and every flame just before it’s gone. Every penny down a well and every time it’s 11:11.
She fell in, fell out, and it doesn't matter anymore, because the person you had to catch you at the bottom is no longer there. He is off doing other stuff, and their promise becomes a kind of lie, and lying is the worst, isn't it? But how he acts, and what he says, and what he does, and who he is, they don't line up anymore. The lie is in that not lining up, the lie is in not being what she needs but pretending that he is. I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken - and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived. - Margaret Mitchell
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| Its not the broken heart that keeps you going back. oh no, its the days that have gone by and you just want him by your side. Its how when something funny happens, you want to tell him, just to see his smile one last time. but he's not there and you can't change that. No matter how many tears you seem to cry, no matter how hard you try, he's not coming back. so its time to grab that suitcase and leave. Just to get out of this place and out of this town. because if he's not coming; then you're not staying here. Not even if it means breaking something new; because even though its not everything, its still something bigger than you're used to. But its not your fault. its his. he left, he said goodbye. you can show him the truth and show him where to stick it. Because even though it doesn't seem like it, this made you stronger, this made you be more of yourself. and nothing can replace that. 
And if someone would ask me what I miss most in life, it wouldn't be you. It’d be that feeling that I got whenever you were around, whenever you held me in your arms. That feeling of security, comfort, and yes - love. I miss feeling like someone cared. I miss the way you could make me laugh on days that I didn't even want to smile. I miss those feelings. I miss the love.
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Unlike her, I was there for you through the tough times, when you actually needed a best friend.
Maybe it doesn't mean anything to you anymore, maybe it never did. But it meant a lot to me, you meant a lot to me, & you still do.
-The O.C. 
"just tell me why I was never good enough. I think you owe me at least that much. after all the months of second guessing and falling down, you owe me this. so before you go run of to your pretty little new girlfriend, look me in the eyes and tell me why after I nearly killed myself.trying to be perfect for you, I still never really lived up to your expectations" 
don't worry about me. my heart's not broken anymore. you should be worrying about yourself,because, as far as i can see, you're still an asshole 
stop running away from everyone who loves you. why cant you accept that youre NOT in this alone? that im here, and ive always been here. why are you so fucking stubborn and wont let me into your heart? why do you put faith in people who don't deserve it, when here i am, ready to be anything to you. isnt that whats pathetic? id walk over boiling stones to get you to love me back.
The secret smiles, the awkward silences, the sideways glances; those days are gone - I get that. And you know what? I'm cool with it. But let me set a couple of things straight. First off, I don't know why I loved you. All I know is that I did. Maybe it wasn't true love, but it was the closest thing I've ever felt. And even though I didn't get my perfect happy ending, even though you chickened out and left me hanging like an idiot, I still believe you're a good person; and I wish you the best. Really, I do. So go out there and find whatever makes you happy. The memories are already starting to blur around the edges, but God knows I couldn't ever forget you completely. Do you understand what I'm saying here?I'm saying that whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, you are the reason I am who I am today. Oh God, I hope you know that. I hope you know that you were the most important person in my life for a very long time. You were the guy I thought about while listening to all those songs, the one guy who made me actually look forward to Mondays. You were the guy who could make or break me, who had my heart, but never bothered to do anything about it. Just as Taylor had Drew, I had you. You'll be the highschool heartache I'll tell my kids about.
watching you walk out of my life does not make me bitter or cynical about love, but rather makes me realize that if i wanted so much to be with the wrong person, how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along. 
Don't tell me you know how it feels. Don't tell me you understand. Don't tell me what you're going through is the same as this. Just don't. Don't attempt to make this better. And don't you dare tell me you care. Don't lie to me, I've had enough of your bullshit. I'm living for myself now. You're gone. In one ear and out the other, our time has come and passed. I just hope you're happy. 
it may seem like the hardest thing to do, but you have to forget about the guy who forgot about you. 
I'm firmly convinced that it's better to spend your time looking for someone who will treat you right, than to waste your time with someone who does you wrong. 
my heart didn't break into a thousand pieces after he left. instead, i realized all the things he didn't do. he didn't want to hear my stories. he didn't ask me questions. he didn't smile when i was talking to him. he didnt hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. his hugs were always a preamble to something else and after he was gone, i wondered if he ever knew me at all. 
You were never a waste of time, you were just a harsh realization that I could do better. 
You can try your hardest, you can do everything, but sometimes people just aren't worth trying over anymore, they aren't worth worrying about, it's important to know when to let go of someone who only brings you down. 
In this weird twisted way, I know you miss me liking you, not because I want to believe it's true, but because you'll never find a girl that can put up with you like I did; you'll never find a girl who will care as much as I did, because no one will waste all their love on someone like you, like I did. 
Is this the way it's really going down? Is this how we say goodbye? Should've known better when you came around (should've known better that you were gonna make me cry) That you were going to make me cry. Now it's breaking my heart to watch you run around 'Cause I know that you're living a lie. That's okay baby 'cause in time you will find what goes around (goes around goes around comes all the way back around) 
Down the road the sun is shining, and every cloud theres a silver lining. Just keep holding on. And every heartache makes you strong, it wont be much longer - you'll find love, you'll find peace, and the YOU your meant to be . I know right now that's not the way you feel --- but one day you will.
- One Day You Will; Lady Antebellum 
I'm gonna stop looking back and start moving on. Learn how to face my fears. Love with all my heart, make my mark. I wanna leave something here. 
Eventually one of two things will happen:
He’ll realize you’re worth it or you’ll realize he isnt. love when you’re ready.
not when you’re lonely. God will never take anything away from you
without giving you something so much better. They say people come and go. But the truth is, no one really disappears from your life. People never really leave, their roles just change. Someday everything will all make perfect sense. So for now, laugh at confusion, smile through the tears, and keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason. It's not about what happened in the past, or what you think might happen in the future. It's about the ride, for Christ's sake. There is no point in going through all this crap, if you are not going to enjoy the ride. And you know what... when you least expect, something great might come along. Something better then you even planned for. Fuck you, and fuck dreams. If I hadn't dreamt about you last evening I wouldn't have thought about you endlessly today. I wouldn't have wondered how you were doing, and if I'd be seeing you soon. I wouldn't have given you a second thought because I've got my brain trained now. When you approach my thoughts, I close my eyes and force sleep. This was my favorite post for some reason.
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If he honestly cared about you one bit he wouldn’t have left.
Not the first time, not the second time, not ever. 
If you're here to apologize, I don't want to hear it. You've had your chance, too many in fact, and I mean this when I say it - I'm finally ready to let you go. Because you've let me down too many times before, and I was a fool for keep taking you back, to keep loving you with all I've got when you only ever give something like 12% of your love to me. It hasn't been fair on me, I've been giving my all and you've been pushing me away, pulling me back, pushing me away and reeling me back in when it's convenient for you. I can't keep going on like this; I can't keep wasting my love on someone who is less than deserving. I can't keep destroying myself; I can't have in my life anymore, so goodbye.
Youve changed so much, I guess thats what happens. I wish you knew how much you changed me. I wonder if I changed you, if your life is different because of me. Because mines different. My god, you taught me so much, and now we dont even talk to each other. I guess thats what happens | | |
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