”..I loved him. Every moment with him. And when he leaves, he’ll take my heart with him. He’s ruined me for anyone else.”
-Stranger in My Arms by Lisa Kleypas

Oh, most of us have felt this before, have we not?

Later
So I got to page 321 and cried. That is love. Why am I getting weepy over a novel? hahaha Oh boy.

I’m not going to spend my life chasing people. You want to leave? Fine then, go ahead. Because I’m done chasing and caring for people who never had an interest in me.
mols
I guess you’re right; I’m afraid. I’m afraid to let my guard down. I’m afraid that if you know who I am, your feelings will change. And I’m afraid that once my barrier is defeated and I’m comfortable, that you’ll walk away. Because that’s what everyone’s always done anyway.
"I’m not going to spend my life chasing people. You want to leave? Fine then, go ahead. Because I’m done chasing and caring for people who never had an interest in me."
"I guess you’re right; I’m afraid. I’m afraid to let my guard down. I’m afraid that if you know who I am, your feelings will change. And I’m afraid that once my barrier is defeated and I’m comfortable, that you’ll walk away. Because that’s what everyone’s always done anyway."

About:

I'm seventeen years old. In my free time when I'm not working, I love to hang out with my friends, go out and eat, relax and hang out some place like Red Robin, Starbucks, Voodoo Donuts, Panera Bread, etc. Besides eating a lot and hanging out, I go on runs in the morning for fun. I'm working on getting five years in as a photography student and I study under an amazing teacher. It's something I can't give up. It's my senior year and I don't understand how life just slipped away like that. I love fashion, shopping, and reading. I'm a strong advocate of expression, creativity, and art. I've also had some part in creating clothing apparel. When I can, I go to shows or concerts. Any other unimportant things you might find out about me is that I love strawberries, pasta, sketching, and I do also appreciate the truth.

To others, the things posted on here may seem random or pointless but to be honest, any photos I post either apply to what I'm feeling, what I've felt, and what I'm thinking about or have thought about. It could just be that the photo appeals to me in some way. Besides the photos, what I blog is pure honesty and that's how it'll be on this blog. It's a place, a piece of the whole of expression. As we express ourselves through music, fashion, writing songs, sketching, etc., blogging is a piece of expression.

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