Lexie

And finally she just couldn't go on. She couldn't wait anymore. 

You only see me because I'm a familiar memory. You know me. You know you can have control of me and that's why you stay around. It's not because you're in love with me... it's because you want me to be a back up for you. And I can't do that...I won't..do that.

Hey everyone! I have finally finished my book, I Never Planned You!! If you havent read it yet, check it out! Love you all lots =D

I think all too often we mistake soulmates with the term... "love of my life" 

Hey guys! I just want to apologize for not many updates. I dont know if I've told you all, but I write my books based off of my life. Yes, I'll add a couple things and change up some names, but for the most part, my words come straight from the here and now...and what's on my heart. Writing is my vent. It's the way I express my feelings and how I cope with things I've been through. So if you're reading one of my books, and I'm not updating.... that is why. That doesn't mean I will not add more, but just means it takes longer for a book to be written. Thank you guys for your patience and love 

Sometimes it's better to be quiet and move on with your life....even if it kills you.

There are two kinds of people, those who mean what they say,and those who f◇ck with people minds and try to change the meaning of words. You're the second one.

We get mad at each other. We cuss each other out from time to time... We sometimes go days...months...years without talking to each other, but we've always bounced back. It's just the way we are, and the way we always will be. You love me and hate me. You date me and you break me. Say you don't want me but want to kiss me. Say you want to touch me but can't stand me. We skype and we block. But someday we may stay...until then...That's us and that will always be us. ~Bean

You remind me why I don't love...

I'll never understand how someone can just give up so easily on things they've dreamed of. How a man can let the girl go when she's not patient , yet he claims to be crazy about her. Or how a girl can love a boy who doesn't give her the time of day , but has given up on loving herself. When did things become so easy to loose ? When did people become so replaceable? When did love become so complicated? What happened to a one woman man, wrapping her up and pulling her close each night? Or a woman showing off for just her one man??