inside minded;

I'm about to leave in two weeks. I'm about to leave an entire place behind to pursue something somewhere else. I'm about to leave decades of memories, crowds full of faces, and places with so much history. The worst part is...I'm about to leave you. I don't want to, but I have to.

My mother told me love was supposed to be unconditional,  My father told me that love would always persevere,  Books and TV shown me what love was supposed to be,  But I never knew how love felt like until I fell for thee.

I eagerly wait for your message,  for the flutter I get from your simple good mornings,  and the butterflies that erupt from the hi's and hello's you give me.

It's only when there is little time left is when we realize how much time we've wasted.

The separate paths we've taken are our broken bonds represented.

How could you leave and let me fall?

Mistakes will always be part of learning.

The world is filled with evil who take backwards ways to live.

Friendships that break are worse than broken hearts. There is just no recovery.

Young love so innocent, so sweet. Yet so short, so maleficent, and so naive.

My mother gave me a mirror. When I looked at it... I saw that the image has already been printed. The person in the image is not like the person behind the mirror. It was not a reflection of who I am, but who I should be.

Everyone's a hypocrite. Some are more so than others.

Change, ironically, is the only constant thing in this world.

Happiness is inversely proportional to our work hours, social circle, and material desires.