You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.
Sometimes i get this weird uncomfortable feeling in my chest like i’ve i could feel the emotions of those around me. but i can’t tell if it’s my own or others.. and it suffocates me..
The one thing that you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and draw and build and play and dance and live as only you can.
She had been too busy trying to transform herself into the kind of person who doesn’t need anything from anybody, a wall of pure bricks. In the meantime, she had forgotten that when people walk into walls of bricks, they get hurt.
There’s nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.
Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.