You can drive at 16, go to war at 18, drink at 21, and retire at 65. So who can say what age you have to be to find your true love?
One Tree Hill (via othbrookepdavis)
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It’s the oldest story in the world. One day you’re seventeen and planning for someday, and then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today, and that someday is yesterday, and this is your life.
Nathan Scott; One Tree Hill (via itwasagoodtimedarling)
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People are going to disappoint you, I get that… I kind of expect that, but I dont know, what if you wake up one day and realise that you’re the disappointment.
Peyton Sawyer (via they-werent-there)
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You need to learn to let go of whatever it is that makes you think you’re not good enough ‘cause that’s when you’re gonna beat this. When you learn that you matter.
One Tree Hill (via sirenavee)
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"When you realize who the good people are in your life, you’re so lucky.

love her

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The people who are meant to be in your life will always gravitate back towards you, no matter how far they wander.
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I am afraid. Of simple things like spiders, needles and snakes. I can avoid these things though. I’m also afraid of sadness, the unknown and tomorrow. I can’t avoid this. I’m afraid that I’ll never be satisfied, never be happy, I’m afraid that I’m too weak to succeed, that I’m never going to achieve anything substantial. I’m afraid that I’ll live too long, or die too young. That I’ll never fall in love, that I’ll never see my children grow. I’m afraid that I won’t have a job that makes me happy, I won’t ever wake up with a smile. I’m afraid that I’ll hold on to people that have left, and that I’ll be forgotten by people who try to stay. That I’ll never be pretty enough, or I’ll be discriminated. That I won’t have the will to fight what’s wrong, that I’ll always be a bystander. I’m so afraid of myself too. I’m afraid that I’ll make myself feel ugly, that I’ll continue to be cruel to myself. I’m afraid that I’ll keep making myself this fearful, that I’ll be the one who ultimately stops me from achieving anything. I am so afraid. Yet I’ll keep pretending I’m not at all.
Fears of a Suburban Teen (via actuates)
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take me back to california please

take me back to california please


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