I Felt That My Views And Philosophies

Sometimes Wrong Numbers Are The Right Numbers

You Deserve Someone Who Loves You With Every Single Beat Of His Heart, Someone Who Thinks About You Constantly, Someone Who Spends Every Minute Of Every Day Just Wondering What You’re Doing, Where You Are, Who You’re With, And If You’re Ok. You Need Someone Who Can Help You Reach Your Dreams And Protect You From Your Fears. You Need Someone Who Will Treat You With Respect, Love Every Part Of You, Especially Your Flaws. You Should Be With Someone Who Could Make You Happy, Really Happy, Dancing On Air Happy.

The First Day Of The Rest Of My Life, And I’m Not Sure I Want To Be Here. I Know I Should Be Thanking Somebody For This, But I Really Don’t Feel Like It. Instead, I Wish They Hadn’t Bothered.

People Who Say Its A Long Story, Mean It's A Stupid Short One That They Are Too Embarrassed And Couldn't Be Bothered To Tell

I Can’t Even Think About What Life “could Have Been” Like In Boston, Without Crying. It’s Like Deja-vu, I Don’t Think Me And Boston Were Ever Meant To Be.