contemporary

It's gonna take me a lot longer than a year without you to get over you.

It__ like I became so obsessed with doing things right, I forgot to enjoy them.

But there__ nothing.My life is one big meaningless cycle of nothingness.

I__ so tired of crying.I__ so tired of losing.I__ just so tired.

I don't know what being in love with someone is supposed to feel like," Tyler admits with a breathy laugh, "but if being in love means thinking about someone every second of every day... If being in love means your entire mood shifts when they're around... If being in love means you'd do anything and everything for them," he murmurs, "then I am endlessly in love with you.

That's the thing about distance: It either gives you time to move on form someone, or it makes you realize just how much you need them.

Dark haired guys are so, so much better.

I don__ know. I guess I__ just like to see you live one day for yourself.

You've got nothing to be worried about," he whispers slowly, his breath hot against my cheek, "because, baby, I'm all yours.

I can__ help to feel like they__e staring at me, too. Judging me. Deeming me not good enough. Not pretty enough. Not cool enough.And to be honest, sometimes I wonder if they__e right.

Is there a difference between loving someone and being in love with someone?

The truth is, we are never just one thing. We all have many titles and many labels, but far too often, we get trapped inside a single definition. The Teacher's Pet, the Rule Follower, the Cheerleader, the Athlete, the Princess, the Basket Case, the Criminal... the Rock Star's Girlfriend. Whether we wrote that definition or it was given to us, it somehow becomes our only identity. We get so lost in it that we forget about all the other pieces that make up who we are.

The pure menace radiating from my younger sister is undeniable. She can hate me, but I need her to know that she has something that Stella never did: a place to fall. "And if he hurts you or if anyone hurts you...you have me." It feels unnatural, but I hug my sister. Her arms are limp at her sides, but she doesn't push me away. "Remember, you have me," I repeat.

I promise I'll protect you now. I won't let them touch you again. " "I know you'll try." I can do more than try.

I remember...watching that separation of sea and sky...and for the first time I realize that none of us are seeing the same thing. That all our horizons end in different places.

I look into his sorrowless eyes and a door in my heart blows open. And when we kiss, i see that on the other side of that door is sky.

Let me just unsubscribe to my own mind already, because I don't get any of it.

In his arms, I slowly unfolded like a love note read in secret.