This goes out to the girl who chooses but never gets chosen
You treated strangers better than me.
It’s like coming home after a long trip. That’s what love is like. It’s like coming home.
No one is as beautiful as your idea of them and nothing is as pure as the faith I lost when I realized that
Is being guarded the only way to live life?
Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn’t stop for anybody.
― Stephen Chbosky (via kushandwizdom)