Even the
constellations can see us now: we are seventeen and shattered and
still dancing. We have messy, throbbing hearts, and we are
stronger than anyone could ever know.
It's depressing how horrible reality can become as we
grow up.
Is so sad to find out that all those things fairy tales sold us
as kids only existed in our dreams. It's hard when we open our eyes and see the real
world.
And then we must accept... That we will never be the same again.
"There are
enough people so self-obsessed that if they don’t see or
show their own face regularly through social media, they feel so
stressed that they may also fall sick for a day or
two." ~Anuj Somany
They tell you you’ll
forget how it used to be. You’ll get used to it, that
it’s better to move on. They don’t realize you
can’t. You’re not the same person
anymore.
“I wondered what happened
when you offered yourself to someone, and they opened you, only
to discover you were not the gift they expected and they had to
smile and nod and say thank you all the
same.”