The Relationship Between A Girl And The Random Shit On Her Bedside Table

Life gives us choices. You either grab on with both hands and just go for it, or you sit on the sidelines.

Christine Feehan

lest we forget how fragile we are

21/11/06-6

you know, the features of my body i admired the most were my eyes. every time i looked in the mirror, i adored the way it glistened with glee. but now that i only see sorrow and pain in them, i'm unable to fall in love with it again.

now i understand why our parents often told us not grow up too fast. because they are aware of how challenging adult life will be, whereas we were clueless that once we reached adulthood, we would have wished to go back to our childhood.

i want to love them-- primarily, myself-- right, so i will make myself better.

“Be weird. Be random. Be who you are. Because you never know who would love the person you hide.”

— C.S. Lewis

I miss the way I viewed the world before I knew too much about it

we all share the same dilemmas. but how we handle it is what makes us different from one another.

why is it easier to still keep on wanting someone even if it hurts?