As soon as you start to have romantic feelings for someone, you're fucked. You and this person are going to hurt one another, even if you are together for the rest of your life, you're going to feel indescribable pain. When you're in, no matter how deep, you're in.

I wonder where these dreams go when the world gets in your way. What's the point in all this screaming? no one's listening anyways.

your friends are your release; they're who you have the most fun with. and yet when the going gets tough, those people turn around and suddenly, they're not just making you laugh. they're being this rock and giving you all their advice, even though you're so much your own person. if you dissect yourself, i guarantee you, your friends are in there. their influence is incredible. they're the people whom you need most in your life.

you can never tell what people are thinking and feeling unless they tell you, and usually they lie. you ask them, ‘whats wrong?’ and they say ‘nothing’. you accept this because it’s easier than digging for the truth. people smile when they want to cry, they laugh when they want to scream and shout. they pretend like nothing is wrong because they don’t want to face the truth. things aren’t always rainbows and butterflies, sometimes you gotta scream and cry your anger and sadness to the world, because you can only hold it in for so long before something in you snaps. so when you want to cry, cry. when you want to scream, scream. don’t hide behind fake smiles, it’s ok to not be alright.

Today I made a new best friend. He was my personal cheerleader at bowling. I can learn a lot about life from him.