Great things take time.
Blood is not the only sign that someone’s in pain.
All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt.
You know what’s got me so fucked up? Knowing that he’s kissing other girls and calling them baby.
When I’m hurt, I shut down. I turn into a total sarcastic bitch. I shut off my emotions, and act indifferent towards everything even though it might be killing me inside.