Just don’t give up trying to do what you really want to do. Where there is love and inspiration, I don’t think you can go wrong.
Im burning bridges, baby.
Here’s a piece of advice: let go when you’re hurting too much, give up when love isn’t enough, and move on when things aren’t like before. Surely there is someone out there who will love you more.
I’m done with tears. I’m wiping my eyes. If he doesn’t care, then why the hell should I?
I want to say I deserve better and mean it. I want to say I give up and believe it. I want to say I’m moving on and do it.
It’s okay to fail, but it’s not okay to give up.
There comes a point in life when you get tired of chasing everyone and trying to fix everything. But it’s not giving up, it’s realizing you don’t need certain people and the drama they bring.
You do what you have to do. I just wanna let you know that I still believe in us and I’m not giving up on that.
I would write ‘Dear Diary, today I’ve convinced myself that it’s okay to give up. Don’t take risks. Stick with the status quo, no drama, now is just not the time. But my reasons aren’t reasons they’re excuses.’ All I’m doing is hiding from the truth and the truth is that I’m scared, Stefan. I’m scared that if I let myself be happy for even one moment that the world is just gonna come crashing down and I don’t know if I can survive that.
You’re not a quitter. You suffered a great loss, you’re not the same person. You should be looking ahead. You should be starting over.
No one will surrender tonight. But I won’t give in. I know what I want.
They say I couldn’t play football, I was too small. They say I couldn’t play basketball, I wasn’t tall. They say I couldn’t play baseball at all. And now everyday of my life I ball.
You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, or even months over-analyzing a situation, trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could’ve, would’ve happened… or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuck on.
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside while still alive. Never surrender.
Giving up doesn’t always mean you’re weak. Sometimes you’re just strong enough to let go.
Just when I felt like giving up on us, you turned around and gave me one last touch. That made everything feel better. And even then my eyes got wetter.