Saturday, May 12, 2007.
And I'm not sure what the trouble was that started all of this, the reasons all have run away, but the feeling never did. It's not something I would recommend but it is one way to live. Cause what is simple in the moonlight by the morning never is.
All I'm asking for is one more chance.
Another chance to make it work.
To feel loved again.
To share my love with someone once more.
To hear 'i love you'
To say it back and mean it.
That's all I'm asking for.
i believe that when you find love you hold
onto it and cherish it because there is nothing finer
and it may never come again. and that, my dears,
is the most important thing i could teach you.
- mr feeny; boy meets world <3
maybe that's why we hold on as hard as we
do, we just can't believe such a miracle can happen
to us twice, but it can, someday you'll find it again.
- someone like you.
sometimes we need to stop analyzing
the past. stop planning the future. stop
trying to figure out precisely how we feel. stop
deciding with our mind what we want our heart
to feel... and sometimes we just have to
go with "whatever happens, happens."
The drunk kids, the Catholics. They're all about the same, they're waiting for something, hoping to be saved. They crawl from the oceans to paint the caves.
Every addiction was just a way to treat the same problem. Drugs or overeating or alcohol, or sex, it was all just another way to find peace. To escape what we know. Our education, our bite of the apple. Language, she said, was just our way to explain away the wonder and glory of the world. She said people can't deal with how beautiful the world really is. How it can't be explained and understood.
you're not drunk until you have to
grab onto the grass to keep from
falling off the earth.
"I do my thing, and you do your thing. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you, and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful."
I'm not supposed to be scared of anything but I don't know where I am
I wish that I could move but I'm exhausted and nobody understands
I'm trying hard to breathe now but there's no air in my lungs
there's no one here to talk to when the pain inside is making me numb