Quotes added on Monday, May 23 2016


           m e. 
In the pursuit of acquiring Treasures, we lose the ONE treasure that we truly possess—Life. Let us not lose Life in the wild pursuit of other things.-RVM 
I don't want you to clip my wings
but I don't want to end up alone

And he is a really smart man
and handsome too
so why would I end up 
with a guy like you?

Because I'm a silly girl
and we go for what we think
we deservve
and with a self esteem like mine
I should pick you all the time

I've flown away with him once
and he said he loved the way my wings
reflext the sun
as if they where not all black
as if I belonged in that sky
and there I tought
I really want to make him mine

Falling in love with you was a kind of melting, and
falling out of love with you wasn’t at all like rebuilding
ice cubes out of fog, but rather
evaporation, condensation, and then the rain
once more.

My heartbeat keeps me awake at night
and I don’t understand what language it speaks in so
I put a stethoscope over my chest and plug
it into my laptop, 
but Google Translate
still hasn’t found how to translate water into words,
or an ocean into a novel 
about the back of a whale’s throat.

The heart
is never as simple as a one-liner.

The heart 
is a burning shipwreck under four thousand layers of sea.

What I’ve come here to do tonight is this — 
salvage what I can from the wreckage
so that I can rise again, like a phoenix, into my own

I touch you and my heart undergoes the water cycle.
Evaporation and condensation, and then

this rain.

he tells you
you have a hole
that needs filling

he tells you that it won't hurt to much 
and will sedate you
before he starts
drilling in the hole in your

he makes it bigger
gets a good look
says everything will be fine
and then covers the whole up

like it's still your same old
like you're still completely

he tells you it will hurt for a few days
but everything will be better
and reminds you to
brush your teeth
so they can be pretty
when you dare to expose them
            My heroes are the ones who survived doing it wrong, who made mistakes, but recovered 
      FRom THem.

Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who’s in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It’s like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven’t seen in a long time.

And maybe what growing up really means is knowing that you don’t have to be just a character, going whichever way the story says. It’s knowing you could be the author instead.


The first time I called you holy
you laughed so hard your mother’s slaps
came tumbling out your throat.

Do you still remember the sun?
How it was to be an Atlas without the sky?

The space between my fourth and fifth rib
is the place we first drove drunk without the seatbelt on.
We knew the crash would come, but still
we ignored it.

And I admit, I was the first to cast the stone
then blame you for how the world ended,
but you brought us here. You brought us here.

What was it like before the weight on our shoulders?
Before our teeth were crushed by our own bite?
Do you still remember how it feels to not be holy?
Before you loved me?

Do you remember what it was like before the storm?

—Sade Andria Zabala, First Times

            Life is not a song, sweetling. You may learn that one day to your 

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