I don't know what being mature is like.

but i think it's when i grow up enough to finally be able to joke about the things that once broke my heart.

My heart broke into pieces when you told me you love her.

I'm not a good lover. i mess up. i get jealous easily. i'm too much sensitive when it comes to my love && i get mad often. but there's one thing i do love about myself: i don't play someone's feelings.

Without you, my life is like fsdhgjhugtierowaofbpwf..
it makes no sense at all.

It's okay to look back at the trash you've thrown away. but never pick it up again. it's DIRTY..

It doesn't mean that you feel so much pain, you made the wrong decision.

doing the right thing can also be painful.

Selfishness is immensely destructive.
it can blind you to the truth that you are hurting those who love you.

It's funny how someone can break your heart in a million times and still you love them with all the little pieces left.

They keep saying the right man will come around. but i say: i think a truck hit mine.

Our prime purpose in life is to love others.
but if you can't,

at least, just try not to hurt them.