Beyonce- Best Thing I Never Had [Official Music Video]

LOVE.

One reason we struggle with insecurity: we’re comparing our behind the scenes to everyone else’s highlight reel.

Then there is the absolute sadness. The sadness of losing this person, losing all the memories and the hopes you had for the future. There are times when you have this moment of truth, where you just have to admit to yourself that you miss all these things.

I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.

it must b tht time!!??

why does the honeymoon stage in a relationship have to end? why cant it be the honeymoon stage all the time or not at all? why do guy/girls send each other mixed signals? why do we fall for them? why do people cheat? why do people lie? why can i walk away from a relationship and not feel an ounce of pain or regret? why do people hate? why do people fall in love? why do people fall OUT of love?

FUCK LOVE....

A man who lies to himself, and believes his own lies, becomes unable to recognize truth, either in himself or in anyone else, and he ends up losing respect for himself and for others. When he has no respect for anyone, he can no longer love, and in him, he yields to his impulses, indulges in the lowest form of pleasure, and behaves in the end like an animal in satisfying his vices. And it all comes from lying-to others and to yourself.

Him: Why’d you put up with me?

Her: Because I loved you.

Him:I loved you too, but that’s not an answer.

Her: It is though. When you love someone, I mean really love someone, like I loved you..

It hurts you to see them hurt. You want to be their everything, feel their pain, heal their wounds. When you’re not with them, they’re all you think about, you bring them up in conversation just because you want to hear their name. You love them despite their flaws, whether they deserve it or not. You keep them in your life because it hurts more without them than it does with them hurting you. They become your air, and without air… It’s damn hard to breathe.