I want to love someone whose heart has been broken, so that he knows exactly how it feels and won't break mine.

You are who you are when no one is looking.

When I was five years old, my mom always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down "happy". They told me I didn't understand the assignment, I told them they didn't understand life.

"I was finally getting over you
and actually believing I didn't need you.
I was finally accepting you had another girl.
Then you smiled at me and ruined it all."

Would you like you, if you met you?