Best Stars Quotes This Year


do you ever just want to go outside in the middle of the night and walk around and not actually do anything just observe and think and stuff
And then one student said that happiness is what happens when you go to bed on the hottest summer night, a nigh so hot you can't even wear a tee-shirt and you sleep on top of the sheets instead of under them, although try to sleep is probably more accurate. And then some point late,late,late at night, say just a bit before dawn, the heat finally breaks and the night turns cool and when you briefly wake up, you notice that you're almost chilly and, in your  groggy, half-counciousness, you reach over and pull the sheet around you and just that flimsy sheet makes it warm enough and you drift back off into a deep sleep. And it's that reaching, that gesture, that  reflex we have to pull what's warm-- whether it's something or someone-- toward us, that feeling we get when we do that, that feelings of being safe in the world and ready for sleep, that's happiness.

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oh look now we don’t have to look outside anymore


My mother had told me once 
WHEN I WAS LITTLE AND HAD A FRIENDSHIP /////FALL APARTHAT
SOME RELATIONSHIPS JUST END.

LIKE A STAR, THEY BURN BRIGHT AND BRILLIANT
           and then nothing particular                     goes wrong,           they just reach their end.    ♥           
             they burn out.
















 

 



Look
         at the stars!
          look how they shine for you.
           
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Format by Breeze
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You
look up at the stars and don't know
which ones are

still alive
their light just hasn't faded yet
People are like that aswell
You don't know which ones are already dead
on the inside

a.g.


 


 



Do you ever just stare at the stars, and feel so insignificant?

Like their shine just lights up the night, they're so beautiful

and radiant, the way you wish you could be. I don't know,

the stars just make me feel like a speck of sand on a beach;

small, unnoticeable, and insignificant.

Making friends in real life is so hard

at least on the internet its just like "Hey you're cool, lets be friends"
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