“ If you let hope inside, it takes you over. It feeds on your insides and uses your bones to climb and grow. Eventually it becomes the thing that is your bones, that holds you together. Holds you up until you don’t know how to live without it anymore. To pull it out of you would kill you entirely. —Ally Condie ”
my sick fantasy all the world, my children for you no hands will raise the knife won't cut your names the roads with the gravel your gums won't have to taste I hope you never dream like me unfolding my sick fantasy all the world, my children to feed you only love
opalescent* posted a quote
September 30, 2016 8:04pm EDT
“ I don’t know when we’ll see each other again or what the world will be like when we do. We may both have seen many horrible things. But I will think of you every time I need to be reminded that there is beauty and goodness in the world. —Arthur Golden ”
SheDreamer posted a quote
September 30, 2016 3:36pm EDT
"How are you?" they ask, stroking your arm. They see the scars. They know why they're there. They don't like it any more than you do. You shrug off the smiles and the questions. "I'm fine." A thousand other answers spring to your tongue, begging to leap out into the air. "I'm still hurting", "I need to know it's okay to cry", "I need to know why you say such cruel things about the man I love[d]", "I loved him once. And i still love him. And i will ALWAYS love him.", "What do you do, when you've found your happily ever after, but someone else slammed the door shut in your face?", but most pressing of all... "Do you believe in life after love?" You stare into the mirror, when the guests have come and gone, the wine drunken, the bread broken. You stare at your eyes and your nose and your lips and remind yourself that someone once loved not just the body you wear, but also the mind and heart and spirit and soul inside. You stare at yourself and smile. You know the answer. "There is no life after love. Love never leaves."
“ It’s difficult…ideals, dreams and cherished hopes rise within us, only to be crushed by grim reality. It’s a wonder I haven’t abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart. —Anne Frank ”
What is perfection? If perfection was a constant, And that constant was you Would your live your life the same? Would you have the same views? Because the perception of perfection is constantly changing, And the way we view ourselves is doing the same thing, But I'm not saying perfection is key! I'm saying perfection is what you want it to be! The idea of perfection is that all things are perfect, But stop for a minute and think of that word as you heard it... You didn't think of all the things that could be. You thought of the things that make you happy! That's it! That's the solution! Perfection has finally found its resolution! Perfection isn't beauty or the greatest of the best. Perfection is simply the moments that stand out above the rest! To be perfect you don't have to be like everybody else. You just have to be like yourself! Placing one person as the idea of perfection isn't right! People work for perfection day and night, But they don't understand that perfection isn't just one thing. Perfection is reality It's not a fallacy It's you, And it's me.