Believe it or not, it doesn't matter

Corrine 2022-04-20 09:01:05

From the super dream to the surreal, it is just a process before and after falling in love. I have to forget you and then remember you. Fortunately, it is not you that I loved at first. From accepting everything about you to rejecting everything about you, I always thought that person was you, But I may not know who this person is. Maybe you are clear, so you have this choice. I am still confused in the end, and I separated from you in the confusion. Although I have let myself accept the reality, but for love , I'm still confused. I'm still

confused, is that person you?

I really loved you at that time, and everything was real at that time. But love happened so fast, I really can't know how to persist . If they are separated in the end, it is better to separate early.

Maybe marriage is really a matter of two good friends.

Love will eventually pass away, because too close

friendship is always there, because of distance.


When everything is old, go to cherish, if I Don't be sad, just treat it as a dream, then that person may not really be you. If you are still sad, you will be able to confirm that the person is you when you die. It's

a pity.

However, most of your life is unaffected . Yes. Next week, it will still be 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. There is no 8 to spare to miss you.


Life goes on.

It's just that there is no you that day /



This is a comedy,
But it 's

still a tragedy.


Over and over. Over and over again.

If you still believe in love, please continue.
If you don't believe in love, leave a little hope. Although you may give up. But hope does not affect your giving up. But it can still bring you life.


Believe it or not, it doesn't matter.

If you are on Friday, then next week is also Friday, not Saturday, and there is no Sunday.

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500 Days of Summer quotes

  • Summer: There's no such thing as love, it's fantasy...

  • Tom: Yeah, uh, this is... And Rhoda, no disrespect, but um, this is total shit.

    McKenzie: Tom!

    Tom: "Go for it" "You can do it"? That's not inspirational, that's suicidal. If pickles goes for it right there, that's a dead cat. These are lies. We're liars. Think about it. Why do people buy these things? It's not 'cause they wanna say how they feel. People buy cards 'cause they can't say how they feel or they're afraid too. We provide the service that lets them off the hook. You know what? I say to hell with it. Let's level with America. At least let them speak for themselves! Right? I mean, look! What-What is this? What does it say? "Congratulations on your new baby." Right? How 'bout, "Congratulations on your new baby. Guess that's it for hanging out. Nice knowing you."

    Vance: Sit down, Hansen.

    Tom: How bout this one, with all the pretty hearts on the front? I think I know where this ones going. Yep! "Happy Valentines Day, sweetheart. I love you." That sweet? Ain't love grand? This is exactly what I'm talking about. What does that even mean, "love"? Do you know? Do you? Anybody?

    McKenzie: Tom...

    Tom: If somebody gave me this card, Mr. Vance, I would eat it. It's these cards, and the movies and the pop songs, they're to blame for all the lies and the heartache, everything. We're responsible. *I'm responsible.* I think we do a bad thing here. People should be able to say how they feel, how they really feel, not you know, some words that some stranger put in their mouths. Words like "love"... that don't mean anything. Sorry, I'm sorry. I, uh... I quit. I'm... There's enough bullshit in the world without my help.