Realize now that when your heart breaks, you got to fight like hell to make sure your still alive. Because you are. And that pain you feel? That's life. The confusion and fear? That's there to remind you, that somewhere out there is something better, and that something is worth fighting for. You can choose to blame your circumstances on fate or bad luck or bad choices. Or you can fight back.Things aren't always going to be fair in the real world. That's just the way it is. But for the most part, you get what you give.The rest of your life is being shaped right now. With the dreams you chase. The choices you make. and the person you decide to be. The rest of your life is a long time. And the rest of your life starts right now. So don't be afraid to make mistakes, to stumble and fall, because most of the time the greatest rewards come from doing the things that scare you the most. Maybe you'll get everything you wish for. Maybe you'll get more than you ever could have imagined. Who knows where life will take you. The road is long and in the end, the journey is the destination. You can find the good in anybody if you just give them a chance, benefit of the doubt.Sometimes people disappoint you, sometimes they surprise you, but you never really get to know them until you listen for what's in their heart. Once you lose yourself, you have two choices. Find the person you used to be, or lose that person completely Because sometimes you have to step outside of the person you've been and remember the person you were meant to be. The person you wanted to be. The person you are. Now is the time for us to shine the time our dreams are wider and reach and possibilities vast Now is the time for all of us to become the person we always dream of been, this is your world you are here, you matter, the world is waiting. Sometimes, life will kick you around, but sooner or later, you realize you're not just a survivor. You're a warrior, and you're stronger than anything life throws your way. Sometimes when you're young you think nothing can hurt you. It's like being invincible. Your whole life is ahead of you and you have big plans. Big plans. Find your perfect match, the one that completes you. But as you get older you realize it's not always that easy. It's not until the end of your life that you realize that the plans you made were simply plans. Because at the end when you're looking back instead of forward, you want to believe that you made the most of what life gave you. You want to believe that you are leaving something good behind. You want it all to have mattered. Sometimes it's easy to feel like you're the only on in the world who's struggling, who's frustrated, or unsatisfied, or barely getting by. But that feeling's a lie. And if you just hold on, just find the courage to face it all for another day and someone, or something, will find you and make it all okay. Because we all need a little help sometimes. Someone to help us hear the music in our world. To remind us that it won't always be this way. That someone is out there, and that someone will find you. Stepping up, it's a simple concept. It basically means to rise above yourself, to do a little more, to show your something special. Life is funny sometimes, it can push pretty hard, like when you fall in love with someone but they forget to love you back, like when your best friend and your boyfriend leave you alone, like when you pull the trigger or light the flame and you can’t take it back. Like I said, in sports they call this stepping up. In life I call it pushing back. You know, it’s been said that we don't recognize the significant moments of our lives while their happening. We grow complacent with ideas or people and we take them for granted. It’s usually not until that thing is about to be taken away from you that you realize how wrong you’ve been, that you realize how much you need it, how much you love it. Have you ever heard the expression ‘the best things in life are free’, well that expression is true. Every once in a while people step up, they rise above themselves, sometimes they surprise you, sometimes they fall short. Life is funny sometimes, it can push pretty hard, but if you look close enough you can find hope, in the words of children, in the bars of a song, and in the eyes of someone you love. And if your lucky, I mean if you’re the luckiest person on this entire planet, the person you love decides to love you back. Please tell me somebody you've got love figured out, because I got news for you; it's pretty darn messy right now. But I guess it's always been that way. Wanting to be loved, to find somebody that makes your heart ache in a good way, to feel understood. So, if you're robots, or aliens, or something and you're watching this right now and that feeling no longer exists well you missed it...and I feel sorry for you. Because as far as I can tell, that's what it's all about and that's what it should always be about. As we strain to grasp the things we desire, the things we think will make our life better, money, popularity, fame, we ignore the things that truly matter. The simple things like friendship, family, love, the things we probably already had. Promise me one thing. when you pick the boy you`re gonna really be with. promise me he`s someone who respects you and treats you well. someone who makes your heart race and he`s someone you love. because of who he is. not what he does. Use your head and follow your heart. People were created to be loved. Things were created to be used. The reason why the world is in chaos, is because things are being loved and people are being used. I don't give up easily; I fight for what I want. It takes a lot for me to actually give up on something or someone. I can't just throw away all the hard work and time I put into it. I can't just give up because times are hard, especially if that person means so much to me. I keep fighting for what I want until I can't fight anymore, until giving up is the only option left. I didn’t plan on falling in love with you, and I doubt you planned on falling in love with me. But once we met, it was clear that neither of us could control what was happening to us. We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has happened only once and that’s why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I’ll never forget a single moment of it. When we think we know people inside out and we think we know what’s best for them, we should try to remember we don’t even know what’s best for ourselves. I know that I should just move on because I might not ever see you again. But I still have that little hope that in a few years we will end up in the same place, and finally get our chance. Don't trust too much. Don't love too much. Don't hope too much, because that too much can hurt you so much. The sad thing is we’re never happy with what we’ve got. We’re silly, selfish and naive always believing that things could be so much better when really, this is the best it’ll get. It’s no wonder why love never lasts. It’s because we’re always taking it up that notch and expecting something magnificent. Perfect. Well let me tell you something - there’s no such thing as perfection. When people say you've changed it’s just because you’ve stopped living your life their way. When you are judged by those people, it doesn’t define who you are- it defines who they are. Worry about your character and not your reputation. Because your character is who you are, and your reputation is who they think you are. I don't know what it is about you. Maybe it's the way nothing else matters when we're talking, or how you make me smile more than anyone else has. It could be the way you say the right thing at the right time. But whatever it is, I just want you to know that it means everything to me. It’s important to know when a relationship has run its course. Sometiall mes you can say is, "I’ve learned all I can learn from this person and we've grown all we can together.. it's time to move on." All our young lives we search for someone to love. We choose partners, change partners. We dance to the song of heartbreak and hope, all the while wondering if there's someone, somewhere searching for us. I'm just fed up of living every day so unhappy. Every day I can't wait till it gets to the end of the day so I can go to bed again and sleep. Then when I wake up all I look forward to is going back to bed at night. That's not how it's supposed to be. Sometimes you have to be strong for yourself. You have to know that you are a good person and a good friend. What is meant to be will end up good and what is not won't. Relationships are worth fighting for, but sometimes you can't be the only one fighting. At time, people need to fight for you. If they don't, you must move on and realize what you gave them was more than they were willing to give you. Hopefully, people realize great things when they come around and don't lose something real. Always fight, until you can't anymore, and then be fought for. Because you don't deserve it; a second chance, let along a third, fourth, fifth, sixth. I'm mad and sad, mostly I'm jealous because I wish I'd had as many chances as you've been given. Because I know I would take it seriously. I wouldn't take advantage of anyone. I wouldn't lead anyone on. I would try my hardest not to hurt anyone and that is more than I can say for you. I guess you're just used to getting whatever you want. I'm done. Don't call me. Sometimes you have to be strong for yourself. You have to know that you are a good person and a good friend. What is meant to be will end up good and what is not won't. Relationships are worth fighting for, but sometimes you can't be the only one fighting. At time, people need to fight for you. If they don't, you must move on and realize what you gave them was more than they were willing to give you. Hopefully, people realize great things when they come around and don't lose something real. Always fight, until you can't anymore, and then be fought for. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of the apologies. All I fucking hear is "I'm sorry". All I fucking hear is "you're a great person", "you really didn't deserve this". What does that do for me? Nothing! Because in the end I get fucking fucked over anyways. I'm tired of "I'm sorry". I'm tired. I'm over it. I'm really fucking over it. --Heather from Real World Las Vegas. Girl, don't you ever give up. I know your heart may be breaking, and I know you might feel like you can't go on without him. Trust me, I know how it all feels. But do you think his heart is breaking over you? Do you think he's wasting his days away, laying in bed thinking of the good ol' times? No. He's going to move on with his life. And guess what? You are too. You are going to super glue your heart right back together, and go on with life. With or without him. And someday, there will be a new guy. Maybe this guy will be the one, or maybe he will just be a temporary guy. But either way, you will move on. To much better things. But for now, you need to get up and forget about the guy who forgot about you. No matter what you do, bad or good, people are always gonna have something to say about it. Just remember this: if people always have something to say about your life, that's saying little about their own. Keep your head up, stay strong, and just breathe. Live. If you needed some encouragement today, this is it. So don't waste it. Pass it on, spread it, but most importantly believe it. Sometimes things happen in our lives that tear us apart inside, but if we don't learn to look past them and see the sun shining inside, but if we don't learn to look past them and see the sun shining above the clouds, we will forever be standing in the rain. I bet you didn't know that I am terrified of the dark, and every time I think of you, I smile. I bet you didn't know that I hate thunderstorms, but I love dancing in the rain. Or much I laugh with my friends and how much I truly enjoy being happy. I bet you don't know how many tears I've tried just for you, or how much I doubt myself everyday. I bet you don't know how ticklish I am, or how I can't make my own decisions. And how it drives me crazy when you lok into my eyes. I bet you didn't know that I would do anything to be with you. But mostly, I bet you didn't know how much I like you. You're an asshole. But I think I'm getting used to you. I like that fact that you talk incessantly. I got a thing for assholes who tell good stories. I think that drinking is the only think you can do right. You're gonna self-destruct. I think that's what I like. I'd give him another chance, since I never really gave up. It seemed like I moved on, but all I did was pick myself up and tried being happy. If you have to know, you were always at the top of my heart. A guy out there was meant to be the love of your life, your best friend, your soulmate. The one you can tell your dreams to. He'll brush the hair out of your eyes. Send you flowers when you least expect it. He'll stare at your during the movies, even though he paid $8 to see it. He'll call to say goodnight or just because he misses you. He'll look in your eyes and tell you, you're the most beautiful girl in the world, and for the first time in your life, you'll believe it. Being single used to mean that nobody wanted you. Now it means you're pretty sexy and you're taking your time deciding how you want your life to be and who you want to spend it with.

With a broken heart, that's still beating.

Du denkst es ist vorbei, wann hat es je angefangen? Tu nicht so als ob er überhaupt Interesse hatte, vielleicht hat er dir mal welches vorgetäuscht. Wie er dir in die Augen geschaut hat. Aber nein, er hat dich direkt durchschaut, hat alles durchschaut. Er hätte schwören können, doch es nie ernst gemeint, hat so getan also ob du überreagierst. Aber er ist das Werkzeug, wer sollte nicht gehandelt haben. Wie sind sie, die die uns anziehen? Hier das ist für die Herzensbrecher, für die die gut darin sind. All die Beweise zu verstecken die sie vortäuschen. Überhaupt wen haben wir verarscht? Ich könnte einen Mann finden, keinen Jungen. Du wirst schon sehen was du verpasst. Ja mir geht's jetzt gut, danke der Nachfrage. Das hier ist für die Fälscher. Das hier ist für die Herzensbrecher! Du versuchst sein Spiel zu spielen, doch dann bist du diejenige die verwirrt ist, er wird mit üblicher Weise weiter machen. Du könntest mir einfach sagen dass du nicht die Zeit hast. Aber nein, du willst mich hängen lassen. Was hat mein warten eigentlich für einen Sinn? Ich bin diejenige die dich bemerkt, denke das mach mich besessen von dir. Ich mache deine Mängel zu etwas schönem und du siehst das als etwas Schlechtes. Verarschst du mich? Gut, du bist derjenige der mich vermissen wird. Hier das ist für die Herzensbrecher, für die die gut darin sind, all die Beweise zu verstecken die sie vortäuschen und überhaupt wen haben wir verarscht? Ich könnte einen Mann finden, keinen Jungen. Du wirst schon sehen was du verpasst. Ja mir geht's jetzt gut, danke der Nachfrage. Das hier ist für die Nehmer, das hier ist für die Herzensbrecher! Das ist die Geschichte eines Mädchens, die sich ihr eigenes Bild gemacht hat. Sie hatte den Glauben, dass er mehr sein wird, das einzige was sie jemals will. Sie sieht die bittere Wahrheit, doch wenn jemand dich direkt anschaut, ist es schwer die Wahrheit durch die lügenden Augen zu sehen, wenn du hypnotisiert bist, ich bin hypnotisiert. Gut, du wirst mich nie besitzen. Du würdest mich noch nicht mal haben. Denn ich könnte einen Mann finden und keinen Jungen. Ja, ich sehe bereits, was du verpassen wirst. Hast du bekommen weswegen du gekommen bist? Du bist ein Herzensbrecher. Lass mich dir etwas mehr geben. Du weißt wer du bist, das hier ist für dich!

 

Menschen sind wie Lieder ♥ 

Sie waren wie Bonnie und Clyde, nur zu Zweit waren sie komplett, teilten Leid und Freude wie Eheleute ihr Bett. Passten perfekt zueinander, vertrauten sich blind. Bauten sich in dem Jahr ein kleines Schlupfloch, auch für ihr Kind. Dass sie bestimmt einmal kriegten, wenn sie sich noch besser kennen. Sie waren nicht zu trennen, wie Herz und Verstand, Barbie und Ken. Wollten immer beieinander bleiben. Allen Wellen strotzen, wie Pfähle im Meer, wie es halt so ist wenn junge Herzen klopfen. Doch dann kam alles anders, sie lieferte den Anlass. Sie ging zu ihm, in ihrer Hand einen Atlas. Sie schlug eine Seite auf, zeigte darauf und sagte langsam dann: "Schatz, es tut mir leid. Alles vorbei, ich zieh nach Amsterdam." Er konnte nichts sagen, denn zu viele Fragen nehmen ihm den Atem, wie ein Schlag in den Magen. Er gönnt ihr das Glück doch es gibt kein zurück, denn seinem Herz fehlt jetzt ein Stück grad wo er weiß, dass es keine Hoffnung mehr gibt. Sie waren ein Dreamteam so wie Doug Und Carrie, Chuck und Larry. Einfach unzertrennlich, wie Tom Sawyer und Huckleberry. Krippe und Kindergarten, seit den frühsten Kindertagen wuchsen sie zusammen auf, wie Pflanzen in einem Wintergarten. Sie waren nicht zu schlagen, sie waren einfach nicht zu toppen und teilten alles von Klamotten hin zu Windpocken. Halfen sich gegenseitig bei Problemen und Schulaufgaben, doch mit der 7ten Klasse trennten sich die Schullaufbahnen. Auf andere Leute folgten andere Interessen und so wurden wahre Freunde ganz ganz langsam vergessen, denn erst trennt einen der Schulweg später dann trennen einen Welten. Und aus immer wird häufig und aus häufig wird selten und aus selten wird nie. Was hat sie nur so weit getrieben, tja das Leben ist halt kein Spielfilm auf Pro7. Mal wachst du auf und alles sieht anders aus. Und du beginnst daran zu zweifeln, wie an Santa Claus. Sie war seine erste große Liebe, dieses Lächeln und die Sommersprossen. Sie haben sich jeden Tag gesehen und das vollkommen genossen. Hatten sich viel versprochen, planten den Traualtar, weil dieses Paar für dieses Alter einfach traumhaft war. Doch wie gesagt: Sie waren jung und längst noch nicht so weit, ihm fehlte die Erfahrung, ihr fehlte die Sicherheit. Sie waren noch nicht so weit den weiten Weg zu zweit zu gehen und so kam mit der Zeit dann auch der erste Streit und Tränen. Seitdem gehen sie getrennte Wege, tja so spielt das Leben eben, es kann nie nur Sonne oder Regen geben. Vier Jahre später stand er mal vor ihrem Haus, wollte sie wiedersehen, holte einen Zettel und einen Stift raus. Schrieb seine Nummer auf, warf sie in ihren Briefkasten: "Hey wie geht's? Ich wollt dir nur mal meine Nummer hierlassen." Sie hat sich nie gemeldet, doch er hat sie nicht verflucht, denn er konnte zu sich sagen: "Wenigstens hab ich's versucht!" Menschen kommen und gehen, Menschen sind wie Lieder. Die einen bleiben Evergreens und die anderen kommen nie wieder. Schlechte Kopie oder Instrumental ist egal, denn gut gemacht ist längst nicht Original. Menschen kommen und gehen, ja. Menschen sind wie Lieder. Aber die meisten kommen nie wieder. Menschen kommen und gehen, Menschen sind wie Lieder. Die einen bleiben Evergreens, und andere kommen nie wieder.