I can fake a smile when I feel horrible. I can pretend to be happy. I can do a lot, but what I can’t do is pretend that I don’t love you.

I’m a girl. I overreact. I underestimate. I overestimate. I over think everything. I dream big. And when I say I love you, I’m not lying.

Whenever I feel weak, I’ll remember those who make me strong. And whenever I start to doubt myself, I’ll remember those who believe in me.

We have to be fearless. We have to take chances. We can’t live life just being afraid of what comes next. That’s not what living is about.

I’m a girl. I don’t smoke, drink, or party every weekend. I don’t sleep around or start drama to get attention. Yes, we still do exist.

In every girl’s life, there’s is a boy she’ll never ever forget. In every boy’s life, there’s a girl he can never ever get.

I’m sorry I mistook all our laughs, long nights, sweet texts & inside jokes as you caring. I’ll think twice before wasting my time again.

I’m going to smile like nothing is wrong, talk like everything is perfect, act like it’s all a dream, and pretend like it’s not hurting me.

If ever I was given the chance to start my life all over again, I would rather not accept it. Why not? Who knows? In that second start, I may not have known you at all.

I don’t follow the rules, I don’t follow the crowd, I don’t follow instructions, I don’t follow advice. I like to play fair I just don’t always play nice.

I want to be remembered as the one who always smiles even when her heart is broken, And the one who would always brighten up your day Even when she couldn’t brighten up her own..

If you don’t like my words, don’t listen. If you don’t like my appearance, don’t look. If you don’t like my actions, turn your head; It’s as simple as that.

For guys, it’s “bros over hoes”. For girls, it’s “chicks over dicks”. For me, it’s “whoever the fuck has my back, over them fake ass bitches, anyday”.

For guys, it’s “bros over hoes”. For girls, it’s “chicks over dicks”. For me, it’s “whoever the fuck has my back, over them fake ass bitches, anyday”.

You think I’m strong? Well, though I seem to be tough, I’m afraid of one thing. It’s realizing that I’ve lost the person whom I gather strength from. So don’t ever go. I’m not that strong.