Quotes About Confusion

They say true love is just around the corner, but sometimes it feels like I'm walking in circles.

It's time to let you go, it's time to say goodbye. There's no more excuses, no more tears to cry. There's been so many changes, I was so confused. All along you were the one, all the time I never knew. I want you to be happy, you're my best friend, but it's so hard to let you go now; all that could have been.

I was confused this past few days about you, then I came to realized that I had your attention before but never had your heart even up to now.

Every girl has that one guy she goes back to, heartbreak after heartbreak and nobody knows why, not even her. And she just can't let go.

Who do you trust when no one seems real anymore?

That awkward moment when people are singing Happy Birthday to you and you have no idea where to look...

She maybe confused about a lot of things, but she knows the only time she is truly happy is when she is with him.

You wondered how you'd make it through. I wondered what was wrong with you. Because how could you give your love to someone else, yet share your dreams with me? Sometimes the very thing you're looking for, is the one thing you can't see.

You know, I just don't get it. You said you loved me, then why can't you see that we're meant to be?

Tired of feeling confused. Someone give me a clue. Should I take a chance on someone I'm not willing to lose?

Thoughts are not feelings, they are ideas of how you should feel. When thoughts and feelings get confused, the truth becomes clouded and lost. On the same token, When gratitude replaces judgment, peace spreads throughout your body, gently embraces your soul and wisdom fills your mind.

How can you understand me when I don't understand myself?

2+2=fish, 3+3=eight, 7+7=triangle...I hate kids.

That really annoying moment when you can't find the long side of the blanket.

I can't decide whether I'm a good girl wrapped up in a bad girl, or if I'm a bad girl wrapped up in a good girl. And that's how I know I'm a woman.

If you can die, you are confused because death is a perception of something ending and something else obviously beginning, which means we're still hung up on qualities.

When I'd woken the next morning, I'd done so in a dislocated world of dimmed daylight and diluted colors, a sodden world, feeling like I was a castaway on an alien planet.

How confusing to live in the shadow of a shadow.

Can't make a life and death decision when you are fighting off what I call choice-vertigo

London, with its monotonous and melancholy houses, seems like an inharmonious patchwork, as if pieced together without design. Yet it is lovable in its sprawling confusion.

When I was young I felt really overwhelmed and confused by the desire not to end up in an office, doing something I didn't believe in.

Tis this desire of bending all things to our own purposes which turns them into confusion and is the chief source of every error in our lives.

When people are struggling, thats a painful place to be in, to not know who you are and where you belong and what you desire.

When people don't do what they want, they don't know what to do.