- the lonely one offers his hand too quickly to whomever he encounters.
- the best project you’ll ever work on is you.
- when you are happy, you enjoy the music. when you are sad, you understand the lyrics.
- how much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it’s some kind of murder?
- some talk to you in their free time, and some free their time to talk to you.
- sometimes i feel like i exist in everything surrounding me except in myself.
- maybe we feel empty because we leave pieces of ourselves in everything we used to love.
- home is not where you were born; home is where all your attempts to escape cease.
- the past beats inside me like a second heart.
- i was the dandelion amongst roses. i was never anyone’s first choice– but nonetheless i still bloomed and that was enough for me.
- if i am worth anything later, i am worth something now.
- so plant your own gardens and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
- i’m a paradox. i want to be happy, but i think of things that make me sad. i’m lazy, yet i’m ambitious. i don’t like myself, but i also love who i am. i say i don’t care, but i really do. i crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. i’m a conflicted contradiction. if i can’t figure myself out, there’s no way anyone else has.
- i’ve survived a lot of things, and i’ll probably survive this.
- people don’t listen, they just wait for their turn to talk.
- she was a part of the flares that danced on the sun; a part of the birth and downfall of the stars in the sky. she was far beyond art, and knew it to be so.
- every star marking the sky could fall at my feet and i’d still be looking at you.
- she was like a star, nothing but a beautiful echo of death.
- until the lion learns how to write, every story will glorify the hunter.
- is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?
- and once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. you won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. but one thing is certain. when you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. that’s what this storm’s all about.
feb 10 2016 ∞
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