People have different reasons for the way they live their lives. You cannot put everyone's reasons in the same box.
you're smart, pretty, and you aren't a douche purse.
Please, I'd love to meet the guy you couldn't handle, and give him and award.
You again,” she said, and she did not sound happy. “I know,” the warrior replied with a heartfelt sigh. “You’re so lucky to see me twice in one day. You’re honored by my presence, yada, yada, heard it all before. Let’s just move on, shall we. I don’t handle fawning very well.
I'm not mad, though," Kat said. "You lied to me, and I lied to you. We're even. " Finally he lost the grin. "When did you lie?" She gave him a Sweet'N Low smile, as if his amusement had been poured into her. "Every time we messed around. I didn't actually enjoy myself, if you know what I mean.
Words without action mean nothing. I’ll show you.
Is it sad that my first thought happened to be: Thank God I'm off the treadmill.
Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered for they are gone forever.
Everyone is the architect of their own happiness
There was the period where I wanted to be a therapist, if the acting thing didn't work. That was pretty much it. I don't know why. I was just always the girl that people would come and talk to about their problems.
If we knew the value of suffering, we would ask for it.