“I'm the one having to pander to you. I'm sick of being the one doing all the chasing. I'm not asking you… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“She lends her pen, to thoughts of him, that flow from it, in her solitary. For she is his poet, And he… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Writing is the consolation prize you are given when you don't get the thing you want the most.” — Lang leav Copy Share Image
“People get dumped all the time, and it sucks, but you know what you do? You cry; you smash a few plates;… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“I think that bothers me more than anything. That he could look in my eyes and tell me something that is completely… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“I remember the first time I saw my favorite painting, how its fragile beauty caught my breath. And I thought if the… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Do you know what it is like, to lie in bed awake; with thoughts to haunt you every night, of all your… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“The truth is, everyone wants to believe they’re in love but no one really is. So to all the girls out there… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Reasons" I wish I knew why he left. What his reason were. Why he changed his mind. For all these years, I… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“I learned that writing is the consolation prize you are given when you don’t get the thing you want the most.” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“You know, missing someone can sometimes be the best thing for a writer.” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Loving You I saw him the other day. His arms around another girl, his eyes when met with mine - were low… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“A bird who hurt her wing, now forgotten how to fly. A song she used to sing, but can't remember why. A… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
