Isn't it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for - I don't know what exactly, but it's something that you don't mind so much not having at other times.

Your cynical ways define your soul as you treat the people who love you with nothing more than utter disdain my passion for you has faded since the day you entered the world,full of those who are simply vain your beauty is deceiving and you steal the hearts of many, oh how I empathize your loneliness and pity your disgustful ways,your cynical ways define your soul and now nobody will ever love you.

We are homesick most for the places we have never known.

There are many forms of love as there is moments in time, and you are capable of feeling them all at different stages of your life.

Wishing, yearning, demanding to be loved is wasted energy better spent on growing in love and care for others.

We often seek the companionship of others who display aspects we've repressed to the depths of our shadow.