mom, your child reads crime and punishment for fun
i’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.
The purest form of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you
“I didn’t want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that’s really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you’re so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.”
— Ned Vizzini
In some parallel universe, I know you held me tighter. You tried harder. You said, “Look my love, I will meet you halfway.”
I love small talk. Why does everything have to be serious to be meaningful? Tell me about your morning, you had pancakes with homemde syrup? Your motorcycle is the shop? Yes this weather is lovely. How was that movie? You got that shirt on sale for how much?? Talk to me for no reason other than to talk. Share your quiet moments and I'll share mine. We are both human and your company is precious, especially when you're complaining about your neighbors, when you tell me how your garden is doing, when we laugh at the obsurdity of simply existing.
“I never change, I simply become more myself.”
— Joyce Carol Oates
“Do not be afraid to walk the path that you must go just because you cannot see the end. The path becomes clearer as you continue to go on.”
— Unknown
in my heart it is not dark
the rain is pouring and shattering on the floor
like glas
bursting into million pieces
pain freezing like ice
but burning myself
fading away