Quotes added on Saturday, December 10 2016

We salute the Brain, that made the Plane and the Train…But who made the Brain?
your mind is made of magic
TheBroCode
 
Chapter01


It started off with a girl. A shy one to be exact. I didnt honeslty notice her until I was dared to
 ask her to senior prom. To be honest with you, I wasnt exactly looking forward for it. 
"Bro, you gotta do it, a dare is a dare." Michael said with two of his arms wide open
showing who is boss. I couldnt stand him and his smart comment.
"Shut up."  I said, letting myself down for this stupid bet. But then again,
a bet is a bet and I have no choice.
"Wait, What is Tim's Bet and who he have to ask out?"  Our other friend, John
asked coming from the bathroom. Since the whole crew was here to 
humilate me, might as well get use to it, this wasgoing to be a long month.
"Sarah Backlord." Michael said with his mouth full with pizza. Yuck.
"You better change her ways, chick will come to prom with a 
d*mn bible and a pastor." John joked and everyone laughed loudly. But, 
he wasnt wrong, Sarah always held a bible and nobody talked to her. 
Dont get me wrong,  I go to church often but I am forced and I
never see the point of it.
We finished our pizza quickly before heading out. Tomorrow is the day 
I have to ask Sarah out.
"Bro , make sure you do it." John said, closing his car door.
I nodded. 
"Dont be a chicken , she aint nothing." John laughed and drove off.
"John is right, you might as well go shopping now because shes 
going to say yes." Kyile are other friend said heading off.
Kyile was the nice one out of all of us. We dated for a year,
but broken up after she founded out I cheated on her with her best friend,
Diana. It was honestly a good thing that we remain friends because she is
a true friend and always express her feelings. It was ashamed that I done some-
thing so stupid to her, but the only thing I can think about is,
Sarah, I want her to say no.
 

So you look for patterns because that’s what humans do to try and make sense of things. In hope of some divine order. And you look in movies and songs and the things that you read for symbols, points and swirls that match your own. But the only real pattern there is, is the one you make when you hold up a mirror. And reflect.

                                     —Iain Thomas

” 

More and more I found myself at a loss for words and didn’t want to hear other people talking either. Their conversations seemed false and empty. I preferred to look at the sea, which said nothing and never made you feel alone.
― Paula McLain, The Paris Wife

 
 









The trouble was people so rarely fell out of love all at once. Most of the time, it passed gradually, like grains of sand through an hourglass - in long, painful moments you could only sit by and watch helplessly until, finally, the last grain fell.

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