“I Don’t Know Why The Memories Grow While I Shrink. I Don’t Remember What I Wanted To Say. I Don’t

“I’ve always liked quiet people: You never know if they’re dancing in a daydream or if they’re carrying the weight of the world.”

— John Green, Looking for Alaska

People my age are out, flirting, parting, having fun with friends.. I’m in my room looking at the ceiling while listening to soft music, considering my life all night long

-I’m gonna regret this when I’m older

people are bad and all but when a stranger holds open a door for you and when a stranger picks up something you dropped and when a stranger smiles at you from across the street and when a stranger on a hike wishes you good morning and when a stranger hands you a rose and when a stranger lets you have their seat and when a stranger stops you to compliment your outfit and when a stranger gives you the 5 cents you’re missing and when a stranger jams their foot in the tram door so you can make it and when a stranger says bless you when you sneeze and when a stranger helps you with directions and when a stranger gets you something from the top shelf and when a stranger offers you a piece of watermelon in the park and when a stranger wishes you happy birthday because you’re holding a balloon.. maybe we are worth saving

“I am going to marry somebody that makes me feel like a poem.”

— Lee Smith

I am looking neither respectfully nor disrespectfully. I gaze without recognition of your form, and without understanding.

|Life in the forest|

it’s just me and my four hundred unread books against the world i guess

— Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook

you deserve to be loved without having to hide the parts of yourself that you think are unlovable.

Dear Milena,

I wish the world were ending tomorrow. Then I could take the next train, arrive at your doorstep in Vienna, and say: “Come with me, Milena. We are going to love each other without scruples or fear or restraint. Because the world is ending tomorrow.” Perhaps we don’t love unreasonably because we think we have time, or have to reckon with time. But what if we don't have time? Or what if time, as we know it, is irrelevant? Ah, if only the world were ending tomorrow. We could help each other very much.

― Franz Kafka