"Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."

"The smallest act of kindness is worth more than the greatest intention."

How in the world, after 2+ years of dating, did the boy I love never once make me a home cooked meal? Man, I feel so stupid.

Not that she didn’t love almost every boy she’d ever met, and not that every boy in the world didn’t totally love her. It was impossible not to. But she wanted someone to love her and shower her with attention the way only a boy who was completely in love with her could. The rare sort of love. True love. The kind of love she’d never had.

And so it goes...

So here i am again: confused and let down.

I have been so happy with where my relationship had been going, and then it fell apart right in front of me.

It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something, or someone, the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses me, because i think that my loving feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t come back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain. Damn, there’s nothing like that, is there?

Maybe he is better off without me, or better yet, I'm better off without him...or any man in general. I'm so grateful to have made such beautiful girlfriends this year. Seriously, there is so much love here that we are taking over Columbus! Forget the drama back home and forget people that talk shit-let them. Forget boys who can't make up their minds and keep you hanging.

Do you ever wonder why you meet someone? Yesterday they weren’t there and now you’re sharing conversations with them about pointless nothings. Why today? Why didn’t you meet them a week ago or a year ago? You never know when a friend will pop into your life. But there must be a reason it happened. Or maybe I’m just thinking about it too much. Who knows. If someone comes into your life when you’re going through something rough or you just want someone to share goofy stories with, keep them close. Stay their friend. Be there for them. Let them be there for you. Don’t push them away.