I hope Rick Santorum actually wins the 2012 election, only to find that Obama’s final act as president was hiring Victor Baxter as head chef, so Rick will have to put up with the crazy antics of Cory Baxter and friends.
Let’s see how he likes Cory in his house.
and for the record, i will no longer allow myself to trust you. which is silly, because i never should have.
you act as if you’re oh so wholesome. as if you have been hurt so many times, but you would never return the favor.
but your lies are just as bad as everybody else’s.
your actions hurt just as bad as everybody else’s.
more, even. because you’re supposed to be my friend. always and forever.
so much for that.
i’ll let our friendship wash away like the makeup you pile on to hide your insecurities. now i’ve seen the way your true colors shine though the cracks of your facade.
you’re trying to hard so run away from the person that you are.
by doing so, you’re tearing yourself down — along with everyone around you.
In the midst of hate, I found there was, within me, an invincible love.
In the midst of tears, I found there was, within me, an invincible smile.
In the midst of chaos, I found there was, within me, an invincible calm.
I realized, through it all, that…
In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.
And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.
here’s the thing.
there’s no way to escape coldness. no matter how thoughtful you are. how much you care for the people around you. how kind your heart is.
not everybody will return these acts.
you’re going to go through tough stuff, but that’s what being a teenager is all about.
it’s about dangling your feet in the hottub surrounded by your friends, eating oreos and laughing as if you don’t have a care in the world. it’s about realizing that their sugary-sweet smiles only go so far: beneath the laughter are people who only want to tear you down.
it’s about being in the middle of what could very well be a disney channel special and reminding yourself that you’ll cry about it to your best friends later.
it’s about realizing that you’re better off without some people.
but most of all, it’s about messing up. learning. understanding. letting go. becoming a better person. starting all over. being made fun of. having great stories to tell. looking back and thinking, Wow, who would have thought I could be so strong?
and after all the hurt and the lies and the sting of realizing that your best friends aren’t the best for you, you’ll finally be met with the people who you deserve. the friends who will talk all night long on skype about nothing at all. the best friends who can practically read your mind. the people who will always support you and understand you and love you, no matter what.
"This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important."
it makes me so sad when i watch peoples’ friendships fall apart before my eyes
my heart aches for them :(
it’s like we’re all just sitting here moping about how we can’t trust anyone.
everyone has broken our trust.
the funny thing is, nobody trusts each other.
we’ve been hurt and hurt and hurt again, so how can we go around hurting other people like it’s nothing?
a million people have broken your trust — but inadvertently, you’ve broken theirs, too.
it’s a never ending cycle.
you may feel alone, but everyone else does, too.
AND THAT’S WHY NOBODY GETS ALONG
just last year, i was getting advice from everyone around me because i was losing you.
now, you’re losing the very person who replaced me.
you just have to let it go and let her figure out where she is supposed to be. i know it’s hard, trust me, i do.
i had to let you go. i won’t lie for one minute. it was heartbreaking.
but if she is your best friend, she will come back in time.
if not, you will be okay.