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Tuesday, April 21, 2009

i just don't get why some people us bring other people down, in order to make themselves feel better and i just don't get why some people would do anything to be smart or look smart, anything meaning hurting people in the way. everyone's smart in their own ways, and when you make someone else feel bad for who they are, you're breaking somebody's smile, and smiles are hard to return when they're real. even the best falls down sometimes (being a perfectionist i have now come to an understanding that NOTHING can ever be thoroughly perfect) and when you've fallen, you'll realize that beauty is not a face or a grade but a heart.
lately i haven't thought about him a lot, and i don't cry that much anymore. i know that i haven't forgotten and that im far from that actually, but something's happening, and now im beginning to realize that i don't need him to smile.


i have all the love i need :)

take small steps now

9. don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened


i love you most ardently, 3:56 PM.

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