- must let go -need to find my way again

"Okay, here it is, your choice... it's simple, her or me, and I'm sure she is really great.  I love you, in a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me."

"Time flies. Time waits for no man. Time heals all wounds. All any of us wants is more time. Time to stand up. Time to grow up. Time to let go. Time."

"I was swimming. I was fighting. Then I thought, just for a second, I thought ?What's the point?' And then I let go. I stopped fighting. Don't tell anybody"

"You don't get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done. So all the boys, and all the bars, and all the obvious daddy issues, who cared? Because I was done. You left me. You chose her. I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don't get to call me a whore."

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