Some people expect things to fall into their laps. Oh they might work a bit for it. I'll just shake that tree, and if I shake it long enough that pretty red apple would plop right into my hand, Never occurs to them that they might have to climb the tree, fall a couple of times, and get some scrapes and bruises before they get that apple. Because if the apple's worth wanting, its worth risking a broken neck.

I admit. I am guilty of not even trying. Not just one or two things. Every single thing. Before even trying I give up. Before even giving it an inch of an attempt I admit defeat. Its a lousy way to live life but its how I have been the past 19 years. It has both pros and cons. If its bad then I am saved but if the outcome is good, then I'm the fool for passing up such an opportunity.

Dreams are always crushing, even when they don't come true. But it's the simplest dreams that are often the most painful because they seem so personal, so reasonable, so attainable. Its like you're always close enough to touch, but never quite close enough to hold, and it's enough to break your heart. Its enough to make you want to stop dreaming altogether. But you don't, of course. We're all suckers for the good stuff that we refuse to see that the unrealistic, yet beautiful dream can actually come true.

I'm a hypocrite. I know it.

That girl's read one too many summer romance novels. But she's trying to make up for the story she never had. -Unknown