Ghostgirl

Being in love with someone who doesn't even know you exist isn't the worst thing in the world. In fact, it's quite the oppostie. Almost like passing in a term paper that you know sucked, but having that period of time where you haven't gotten your grade back yet -- that kind of exhale where you haven't been rejected, although you pretty much know how it's going to turn out.

You can't have it both ways. Love is too powerful to hide for very long. Deny it and suffer the consequences. Acknowledge it and suffer the consequences. Revealing it can either be shameful or it can be liberating. It is for others to decide which it will be.

Life sucks, then you die. Then it sucks again.

We all like to think the world ends when we do. The truth is our acquaintances, our friends, and our loved ones all live on, and through them, so do we. It's not about what you had, but what you gave. It's not about how you looked, but how you lived. And it's not just about being remembered. It's about giving people a good reason to remember you.

We all want to be stars. The idea of being revered and envied must be encoded somewhere deep in our DNA. So must the desire to revere and envy others we imagine to be better, more accepted, and more popular than we are. The only problem is that the most necessary qualities required to be a celebrity -- self-absorption, egomania, shamelessness -- are the least attractive in a friend.

Regret; The saddest word in the English language.

Issues are like assholes, we've all got one," Pam snipped.

I love you, but i'm not fall in love with you

I never understood why you tried so hard to fit in, when you were obviously meant to stand out.

She was a dead girl having the worst panic attack shed ever had. Not because she was afraid of dying, but because she knew that she would never live again.

The only reason to live is to love and the only reason to love is to live.

You never think it will happen to you. You think about what it would be like. You go through it over and over in your mind, changing the scenario slightly each time, but deep down, you don't really believe it would ever happen, because it's something that happens to someone else, not to you.

Being in love with someone who doesn't even know that you exist isn't the worst thing in the world.

friends are like stars. You do not see all the time, but you know they are there

Talk is cheap. If it wasn't, people might not toss around 'I love you' like a marked-down phrase in a sales bin.

You'd kill yourself for recognition kill yourself to never, ever stop You broke another mirror you're turning into something you are not.

The only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about. —Oscar Wilde

But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the angels in Heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

She would never, she thought, be allowed to enjoy a moments pleasure without an eternity of pain.

She had penetrated his dream, but not in the way he penetrated hers.

She had nothing left to lose and she needed him to herself, for just a little while.

I don't know what I'm doing...I'm failing at everything that matters to me.

Her chest felt like it was a hollow cavity encasing a cold, hard rock.

There was no escape for her. No relief. She had exhausted all possibilities and all her hope was gone, washed away...