"Sometimes when you’re young, you think nothing can hurt you. It’s like being invincible. Your whole life is ahead of you, and you have big plans. Big plans, to find your perfect match. The one that completes you. But as you get older, you realize it’s not always that easy. It’s not until the end of your life that you realize how the plans were simply plans. At the end when you’re looking back instead of forward, you want to believe that you made the most of what live gave you. You want to believe that you leave something good behind. You want it all to have mattered." -One Tree Hill-
I hate the way you talk to me
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car;
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick.
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate it ... I hate the way you’re always right;
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh;
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you’re not around
and the fact that you didn’t call.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you ...
not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
Cause we belong together now
Forever united here somehow
You got a piece of me
My life would suck without you