Quotes added on Tuesday, December 20 2016


DON'T BE GONE.
DON'T BE GONE.
DON'T BE GONE.
DON'T LET ME BE GONE!
DON'T BE GONE.
DON'T BE GONE.
DON'T BE GONE.

 

Many people are so enamored by the glamour of the Gift of Life that they forget to Open, Understand, and Live it. Unwrap your Gift of Life and find the True Treasure.

Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self portrait. Everything is a diary.

                                                        —Chuck Palahniuk

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I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.



 





your salary is not
love and your word is not love. Your clothes are not love and holding hands is not love. S.ex is not love and a kiss is not love. Long letters are not love and a text is not love. Flowers are not love and a box of chocolates is not love. Sunsets are not love and photographs are not love. The stars are not love and a beach under the moonlight is not love. The smell of someone else on your pillow is not love and the feeling of their skin touching your skin is not love. Heart-shaped candy is not love and an overseas holiday is not love. The truth is not love and winning an argument is not love. Warm coffee isn't love and cheap cards bought from stores are not love. Tears are not love and laughter is not love. A head on a shoulder is not love and messages written at the front of books given as gifts are not love. Apathy is not love and numbness is not love. A pain in your chest is not love and clenching your fist is not love. Rain is not love. Only you. Only you, are love.

When I sit near you, my hands suddenly become alien things and I don't know where to put them or what they usually do, like this is the first time I've ever had hands and maybe they go in my pockets and maybe they don't.

It’s when you hold eye contact for that second too long or maybe the way you laugh. It sets off a flash and our memories take a picture of who we are at that point when we first know “This is love.” And we clutch that picture to our hearts because we expect each other to always be the people in that picture. But people change. People aren’t pictures. And you can either take a new picture or throw the old one away.
"A person who could actually FEEL as what the people really THINK to get from him/her would never like to have most of them around oneself."
~Anuj Somany
I am nervous. I’m afraid. But I will stand here in the white hot heat of you. I will play Russian roulette with your playlists. I will tell jokes I’m not sure you’ll find funny. I will hold on until there is no more reason to. And in the end, I will break the stars and resurrect the sun.

And you taught me what this feels like. And then how it feels to lose it. And you showed me who I wanted. And then who I wasn’t. And you ticked every box. And then drew a line. And you weren’t mine to begin with. And then not to end with. And you looked like everything I wanted. And then became something I hated. And you get thought of every day. And then not in a good way. And you let me leave. And then wished I’d stayed. And you almost killed me. But I didn’t die.
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