Quotes added on Sunday, March 23 2014

 Have you ever had so much to say that your mouth closed up tight struggling to harness the nuclear force coalescing within your words? Have you ever had so many thoughts churning inside you that you didn’t dare let them escape in case they blew you wide open? Have you ever been so angry that you couldn't look in the mirror for fear of finding the face of evil glaring back at you?

 

Hers is the face I wear, treading the riptide, fathomless oceans where good girls drown.

So you try to think of someone else you're mad at, and the unavoidable answer pops into your little warped brain: everyone.

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There was something about the way she looked at me. It was like the way an artists looks at a beautiful painting they didn't draw. She'd marvel at me. Like I was so intriguing to her. It was as if I made her heart race and her mind wonder. Like she wasn't sure that I wouldn't just up and vanish. It was the way you'd want your soulmate to look at you. Like nothing else in the world mattered, like your soul gives life to their existence.