You make me believe in God, so I'm not afraid to die. You make me believe in others, so I'm not afraid to trust. You made me believe in love, so i'm not afraid of being alone. But most of all you let me believe in me, so i'm not afraid to live.

It's the feeling of regret when I look at old photos that lets me know that what we had was real and somewhere deep in my heart, I still love you, even though we've both moved on. Do you still love me too?

Some days I'm sure we'll hardly ever speak. But whether we speak once a day, once a month or once a year, i'll always call you my best friend because you're the only one in my life who deserves that title.

Love isn't something you can turn on and off. That's why, when people ask me why I still love you.. I don't know what to say. I love you, I can't change that.. But I wish I could.

It's the truth that will set us free... but from what? From our happiness, or from our misery?

And she knows that they're growing apart - What scares her is that she doesn't care.

The days that I don't wear make up, they're the days when I have nothing I want to hide. I don't remember the last day I didn't wear make up.

Sometimes it's like the world is asking me what's wrong but doesn't hang around to listen to the answer.

I wonder why it hurts so bad when you say something mean. Why does it hurt when you say it, but when others say it i don't give a damn?

And sometimes I wonder why I act so differently around you. It makes me wonder... who am I really?