It's so difficult to type. When there are so many eyes feasting on the words.
Its hard to be truthful. People start asking.
You think that once you tell the truth people'll stop disturbing your peace, get out of your space and leave you alone. But no. More questions fill their minds and they need to quench their query.
In the storm comes the calm
So there was this spark. And the spark was alone. It had no where to go, no where to hide.
It shuddered at the thought of non-existence and clenched it's core in sick anticipation of nothing.
Red and fleeting by each passing second, it turned blue.
Now, it had something to burn for, to live again.
We are all immortal until we die
~War for the Oaks, Emma Bull
I am a jumble of passions, misgivings and wants. It seems that I am always in a state of wishing and rarely in a state of contentment.
~The Sweet Far Thing, Libba Bray
I realise now that Dying is easy. Living is hard.
~If I Stay, Gayle Forman
Experience is what you get when you didn't get what you wanted.
~The Last Lecture, Randy Pausch
We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand.
~The Last Lecture, Randy Pausch
