My parents don't even know the real me. They don't know how many tears I've cried. How many nights I spent waiting for a call. How many times I've been hurt by some stupid boy. They don't know that their "little princess" has grown up.
“And you get to a point where you stop feeling sorry for yourself. You realize no one’s going to save you, so you have to save yourself. You turn your life around, not knowing where you’re going, just knowing that you’ll do anything, anything to be happy again.”—(via never-inwonderland) (via reachforthestar)
3619.) If we don’t make it, please remember me and the moments we shared…I know that I’ll never forget you and that you have left a significant mark on my heart, that no one can erase. I will always love you, as a lover and as a friend.