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New hair, new clothes-the classic relationship break-up makeover," Jake said. Delaney stared at him for a beat. In a way, he was right. She was breaking up with Sam. He just didn't know it.

no matter how many times i erased the contents of my phone i couldn't forget what happened outside it's bubble do not delete their number for today remove it from tomorrow

No one can be by himself or herself alone. We have to inter-be, connected with everyone and everything else.

No one can deplete you of love when you have the realization you are already love.

Niggas/Bitches will try to come back into your life after they tried to ruin it. Like nothing ever happened. Like they didn’t just emotionally, Financially and physically drain you for years.

Nose wipe?” Zoey pulled out a Kleenex. “Is it just me or does this brand sound exactly like what it’s for…clean your tears after your ex…Kleenex?

Not every teenager who is depressed or going through anxiety is crying over some breakup. Some actually have real life problems.

Not all kisses heal an open wound.

No one knew what was wrong with me or what kind of sick joke my head was playing, but it felt like a ninja was chopping my heart.

Not everything happens for a reason; we claim that it does for a reason: to console ourselves.

Now I think of breaking up as moving. Imagine you have your own house, full of your own boxes. A person you meet has his own house, full of his own boxes. When you have a relationship with that person, you shack up in a third house, into which you can each put any number of your boxes. You shouldn't move them all in at once, or else you will seem too eager. And don't dawdle too much either, or you will seem skittish about commitment. You kind of aim to match each other's pace, so that the power balance feels fair and equal. Happy marriage--at least ideally--would be the situation in which both parties enthusiastically choose to keep all of their boxes in their shared house. Conversely, when someone starts to doubt the relationship, he might move a box or two back into his own house, just in case. While he's weighing his options, he may transport a few more boxes to the safety of his own home. When he's ready to take back his final few boxes, he breaks up with you. If you were too infatuated to see it coming, there you are, with all of your boxes in the shared house, and none in the security of your own home.

Nothing worse than figuring out she was the girl of your dreams after you break up... Damn!

Once fallen in true love, a person can't really fall out of it, no matter what. How much ever you try to hate your better half, you'll end up falling more instead. Some part of him will always reside in your heart.

Once in a while you come across someone who will make your life special again.

Nothing like a breakup to miraculously give sight to "love is blind" couples.

Of course she wants him to forget her. The last place she wants to reside is in his thoughts. What an unpleasant place to be.

One fine day, someone will help you find, what you have lost inside of you awhile ago.

One day, he and William had been speeding toward each other; the next, careening away. But why?

One day… You are going to remember me and how much I loved you, and then you are going to hate yourself for letting me go.

One of the most boring things about being in a relationship is that your partner usually makes their boredom your problem.

One of life's great challenges is getting out of your own way after a divorce or breakup... Heartache and anger make you feel like enemies, but your children need you to be a team. Unfortunately, few rise to this challenge, and the children pay an emotional debt they did not incur.

Only sometimes at night when I think that you live now and are somewhere, I shed tears.

One of the reasons God did not make a lover for Himself when He made one for Adam is because He knew that fewer people would take Him seriously once He had an ex.

Only boring people are bored in relationships.

our foundation is rocky because we made a home in each other’s skin. the damage is beginning to show.

One doesn't simply grieve the loss of a relationship. One grieves the loss of the possible future, as well as the wiping-out of the past.

Our hearts will be broken a thousand times over, but who is to say that our hearts were ever perfect to begin with? Maybe they can withstand a few cracks. After all, the way that we love is not perfect. We love things to such an incomprehensible depth that these things become worn in. Wouldn’t the most beautiful thing in the world be a heart that has been through all of the wear and tear, as worn in as your favorite sweater that both keeps you warm and grants you a smile in return? That’s the kind of heart that I want. Bruises make for beautiful colors after all.

People in your life leave you a rhyme, On leaving they leave a new footprint in the Sands of Time.

Over the two following post-breakup days, Zoey’s apartment held a different kind of music: the nose-blowing orchestra, the weeping philharmonic, the out-of-breath solo.

Our parting was like a stalemate…. Neither of us won. Yet both of us lost. And worse still … that unshakable feeling that nothing was ever really finished.

Perhaps I was easier to shake off for you because you’re such a together person. I was just an extra layer on the outside… like a blanket you could shrug off and feel just the same…. except maybe a little colder…. But I was always a broken person that was haphazardly held together by little more than my own strength. And so you just seeped in the cracks and mingled with my insides until you became an inseparable part of me. And as painful as that is, it still kind of warms me to know I will always carry a part of you with me.

Perhaps the echoes of people we once loved still linger in the places we frequented with them and that is why we go back… Not so much to remember them as to feel them…

Reaching so far out We've tripped and skipped Reality

People whose own dreams aren't completed, help others to accomplish their dreams.

Relationships almost always kill a beautiful friendship.

Saying goodbye doesn't mean you need to forget, It doesn't mean you were never loved. It doesn't mean you're weak, It doesn't mean you didn't try hard enough.

Ryan rolled his eyes. "Harper, you and David Stark have been circling each other since kindergarden.

Saying goodbye doesn't mean You don't love him anymore, Nor that you no longer will. It doesn't mean that you failed. It doesn't mean you're unlovable. It doesn't mean somebody's better, And that someone else can take your place.

People search in vain forever to find what we've got. I don't know shit about anything, Jenna, and I might be inexperienced, but I know you'll never love anyone like you love me.' 'I won't she,' she whispered. 'And yet you can leave me so easily for a baby you don't have and a husband you've never met. I'm here, I'm real, and I just lost to a goddamn fantasy. I must've never really had you at all.

She came to me like an angel Tried to change me But a dog will always be a dog I didn't change Things got worse Lost her Maybe I will move on but its very hard to forget all the memories we made.

Sexuality should be accompanied by understanding and love. Without understanding and love, sex is empty.

She dared to love again She dared to give herself again She lost the battle again with tears shedding down the rosy cheeks She lost herself again~

She laid her heart and soul right in your hands And you stole her every dream and crushed her plans She never even knew she had a choice And that's what happens when the only voice she hears is telling her she can't You stupid boy

She wears it so beautifully doesn’t she, her pain… Always smiling, always positive…. always happy to help… It’s like a garment perfectly tailored to fit the way she carries it… with a touch of grace… and the quietness of that sad smile…. All so you’d never know how heavy it really was.

Shoo. Away with you. It's my fault for expecting the extraordinary from the ordinary.

She always says I'm the best friend that she's ever had... how do you hang up on someone who needs you that bad? ~From 'Laura' on The Nylon Curtain

She had said he had been driven away from her by a dream...

She had hope in her heart but after a while, with each step forward, hope stepped back. And for the first time in months, the first time ever, she began to weep, and as she did she knew that with the retreat of hope her heart had finally caught up with her head. And as each tear spilled over she let them go, she was letting go.

She wanted to write to him. Tell him she was glad he was back, that he was alive, that he was home and safe. But words to him no longer fit right in her her mouth.Words which belonged in his ownership were no longer hers to give. Silence was the only acceptable state her heart would grant. He would never know what he missed, because she refused to be heard in his presence. All the words he could have had, all the phrases he might have danced with. The smiles which would have been imprinted upon his heart, would never be. And his lips would never be able to reply to the words she could not say.

She wasted my heart, my time.