November 2011
I don't understand you.
You treat me like shit when your friends are around, yet you’re able to turn into a nice, sweet person when it’s just you and me.
Two hardest things to say: hello for the first time, & goodbye for the last.
Realizing you spend too much time thinking about something that shouldn't matter anymore.
Always take comfort in knowing that you are independent enough, that you don't need to rely on anyone else for your own happiness.
If I was happy before I met you, I'm pretty sure I can be happy again.
Damn straight. You were an addition to my life, you were my happiness. I can be happy with or without you. Whatever it may be, it’s possible. I don’t need to rely on someone to make me happy, it’s just a good feeling for someone to be there with you by your side. I was happy before you came in my life, what makes you think I can’t go back to that, just because you left? I stood on my own feet before, damn fucking sure I can now.
It's crazy how much can change in a year.
