i see it when i look in your eyes

Messing up his life isn't the best revenge. It's getting on with yours and living it to the fullest that kills him.

I long ago learned not to be picky with farewells. They weren't guaranteed, nor promised. You were lucky, blessed even, if you got a goodbye at all.

As you grow older, you have to realize which is more important. To have real friends that will be there, or a lot of friends that won't.

At least I expected the disappointment, right? I mean, I can't say I was surprised you hurt me once again. But I can't say it hurt any less, either.

Here's to you, hoping that someday, you'll realize that I really did care.

Chuck: I destroyed the only thing I ever loved.
Blair: I don't love you anymore, but it takes more than even you to destroy Blair Waldorf.
Chuck: Your world would be easier if I didn't come back.
Blair: That's true, but it wouldn't be my world without you in it.

Everyone's wondering where she gets that smile from when everything in her life is looking so downhill. Everyone's wondering how she can be so happy when it seems like her world is falling apart. Everyone's wondering how she can keep on laughing when she's doing things against her own will. Everyone's wondering how she can light up a room, when he just broke her heart.

But I couldn't make you see it, that I loved you more than you'll ever know; a part of me died when I let you go.

Don’t you understand that I can’t talk to you? Because it hurts; talking to right now really hurts. Standing right here is killing me, okay? don’t you understand that? - gilmore girls

It's there, I know it is, because when I look at you, I can feel it. And-and I look at you, and I... and I'm home. Please... I don't want that to go away. I don't want to forget.

I wish you hadn't turned your back. I wish you had explained. I wish you hadn't made me lose my faith in everything.

Well, I know it's over but I still have feelings. I still get a prickly sensation that runs up my spine when I see you. You just try not to look at me, you try not to see the pain that is written all over my face. Instead, you laugh and have a good time. I don't know how, I can't read your face. I don't know what you're feeling and honestly that bothers me more than anything, but I keep going and for some reason you won't let me fall out of love with you. It scares me because I don't want to be in love with you, but I guess I am. I am very much so in love with you. One of those that you can't fall out of love. It's pretty lame, I know. I just want to know what you do behind my back, when I don't see you. You're probably with her, you forgot about me already - but I guess that okay, I'm better off without you.

sometimes you just need to forget. forget all the memories; good times and bad. forget that he ever hurt you, left you feeling sad. forget everything that has to do with him, just let that part in your life turn dim.

Stop right there; don't say another word. I truly don't want to hear what you have to say. We're through. You fucked it up. Everything was perfect, until you decided it wasn't.

theres only so many times you can allow someone to let you down before you can't handle the disappointment anymore. when things change, people change. there's a point in life where you get tired of chasing everyone trying to fix things, but it's not giving up, you've got to do what's right for you, even if it hurts.

i don't need you to see that it's killing me. so don't you worry about me, don't ask me how i am. you know the answer. don't say we can still be friends, you know we can't. there's too much to leave behind, and i can't do it. i can't pretend nothing ever happened and we were never more than what we are now. i can't.

Because of you. And she's gonna break up with the next guy because of you, and the guy after that, and she's gonna keep doing it, because for some odd reason you're the one she's supposed to be with. - glee

i was mid-laugh when you called. just reading your name from my phone stunned me so fiercely that for two seconds, i truly couldn't breathe. and from my sudden silence, all of my friends could tell that it was you.

And I got so backwards, trying to make myself matter to him. All this time, there were real things to care about: real, good people who care about me and this place. It’s so easy to get stuck. You just get caught up in being something, being special or cool of whatever, to the point where you don’t even know why you need it; you just think you do.

Don’t you hate that? Like bad guys, you’re like, I just want to get over you. I just want you out of my life. And as soon as you stop thinking about them they’ll send you a text message or they’ll call you cuz they know you just stopped thinking about them. It’s like a radar.

I like him, but I loved you. I was so in love with you. I let you go because I had to. Because it hurt too much. I needed to be able to look at you and still see this great guy that was trustworthy. & understand I needed to be able to look at you and see my best friend, not just another person who let me down. I moved on, yes, but that doesn't mean that I've forgotten. And that doesn't mean that I won't be here anymore, if you ever come back.

Julian: I’m getting really tired of fighting. You know, maybe you’re right. Maybe I’m the guy who needs to save people. that’s my issue. But I’m also the guy who loves you. I’m the guy you pushed away when you found out you couldn’t have kids. I’m the guy who you can’t trust no matter how much I tell you to, and that’s your issue Brooke! I’m never gonna be able to make that stop for you. so maybe right now, you need to work on you and I need to work on me.

one day when you're happy with your life and just enjoying it, you'll get an unexpected text. maybe by this time you've already forgotten his number, maybe not. and it'll be him, wanting to "talk". wait, hold up. remember all those tears you shed, while he shed none? remember those corny pick up lines, remember the hurt? look at how happy you are now. yeah, that's what i thought. don't answer that text.

I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone.

As great as we could have been, we weren't. And there's no point of dwelling on what we could have had 'cause it won't happen. You didn't waste your time, I did.

i'm scared. i'm scared that i'm not going to be okay. that maybe it's not going to work out in the end. maybe that's giving up hope but maybe it's thinking logically. i've had too much time alone to think about this. but it's like i've had this time because i actually give a fuck about people. i have compassion. apparently, i'm the only one. i never got the memo to give up on your best friends.

This life is what you make it. No matter what, you`re going to mess up sometimes. It`s a universal truth. But the good part is, you get to decide how you`re going to mess it up. - marilyn monrow