When we say "it's fine", it doesn't always means it is.

You deceived me when you said i was like everyone else... that i thought like everyone else... you deceived me because i thought you knew me. But now i know you don't.

"I've been lost, found, confused, absolved, punished and rewarded.(...)I've talked and listened and heard and seen and been shown the way.(...)I've seen miracles happen and been disappointed dozens of times. I've been almost everywhere, met almost everyone, seen almost everything, done almost all of it, and I'm still waiting to be discovered.The night has a thousand eyes and I'm a gypsy dancer still hungry for more."

You're my favourite mistake.

Erase and Rewind

"Mouth: Don't say that! We were amazing Millie. And I know we could be amazing together again.
Millicent: The mistakes we made will always be there between us. But maybe... if we start over, maybe the past won't be there in our next relationships.
Mouth: So the mistakes go away but we're with the wrong people?
Millicent: We can't just go back to being Mouth and Millie!
Mouth: I don't wanna go back, I wanna go forward, being this version of us!
Millicent: What do you mean?
Mouth: I mean, things are always so easy between us before but this is real life. Yes, we made mistakes, we screwed up. Maybe we can be that couple that finds a way through it to something better, something we both know is worth fighting for and protecting it. I don't have all the answers Millie, I just... I know that I miss you.
Millicent: What do you miss about me?
Mouth: I miss knowing that my day is going to start with you, knowing that i'm going to come home to the one person who really got me. I miss the fact that around 2:30 every morning you snore for exactly 7 minutes.
Millicent: (laughs) I do not...
Mouth: And I miss, I miss the glasses.
Millicent: The glasses aren't coming back Marvin.
Mouth: I know that, but I didn't loved you for your glasses. I loved you for you.
Millicent: I love you too Marvin, but it's not just about you forgiving me. I have to forgive myself and I can't do that if I'm seeing you everyday. I have to go...
Mouth: Or you could stay.
Millicent: (kisses him goodbye)I'm sorry..."

I CAN'T GIVE YOU
A REASON THAT WON'T
SOUND LIKE AN EXCUSE!

YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE!

"Peyton: You were the one who told me to believe in fate, I mean, it's what "The Comet" is all about, right? It's about accepting your faith.

Lucas: How could this be faith?

Peyton: Maybe it is... maybe... maybe the whole point of you and me, and every single moment that we've shared together has just been leading us here... maybe you and I are meant to create this life because maybe this life is gonna change the world.

Lucas: I can't accept that our story doesn't have a good ending...

Peyton: Our story already has..."

The Universe doesn't punish you for being afraid.

But the Universe doesn't reward you for being brave either...

Set the dark on fire

Julian: Does that look like Mr.Popular to you? I know you're not the person you were in high school 'cause i'm not either. And i'm glad 'cause... that kid would've never stood a chance with you.
Brooke: Were you really a Mathlete?
Julian: I was THE Mathlete. But, i'm not anymore, and I don't want high school, Brooke. I'm sorry to breakdown your feelings but was meant to describe who the character was before anyone got to know the real person.
(Julian gives Brooke a list)
Julian: That's the breakdown describing the Brooke Davis I'm looking for.

Brooke: "Gorgeous brunette with an amazing energy and smile. Funny. Intelligent. Kind-hearted. Strong-headed. Simple. Complicated. Motherly. Childish. Tough. Sensitive. Beautiful. Way cooler than she was in high school."
Julian: That girl has been nearly impossible to find, but worth every second of the way.

I'm not here for your entertainment

That girl? She's long gone now...

I wish i could say these words. But baby, they're not my words!

Something is missing...

Walk / Don't Walk

Solta. Livre.
É assim que estou. É assim que me sinto.
Saio à rua em busca de algo que me faça viver, algo que me faça sentir, algo que seja alguma coisa que poderei guardar na minha memória. Chove. A chuva intensa faz-me ver tudo com menos precisão, basta-me atravessar a estrada para seguir caminho. Mas há algo que me prende, algo que me faz nao querer sair daqui, algo que me faz não me querer molhar.

Páro. Será a chuva que me impedirá de não seguir caminho? Ou a questão "mas atravessar a estrada para onde?". E ali fico, à espera de um dia de nevoeiro, pois a visão não será clara, é certo, onde me perderei por essas ruas que me levarão a algo mais.