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Maybe there’s something you’re afraid to say, or someone you’re afraid to love, or somewhere you’re afraid to go. It’s going to hurt. It’s g...
I wake up wanting you. I fall asleep wanting you. I watch a magnificent sunrise and can think only of sharing it with you. I glimpse a piece...
You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, th...
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I am afraid of getting older … I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day—spare me from the relentl...
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I wonder when this empty feeling will go away, if ever.
Her mind is an unquiet one, words and thoughts and impulses constantly crashing into each other.
Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.
my hands slide up from your chest to stroke the nape of your neck they make their way towards your face, I gently cup your cheeks I twist your head and snap your neck because I cannot stand you
It’s terrible, isn’t it, the way we throw people away?
You can learn a lot about people from the stories they tell, but you can also know them from the way they sing along, whether they like the ...
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I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love, and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me.
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This sentence has five words.
This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence le...
Her heart was made of liquid sunsets.
Has it ever struck you that life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quick you hardly catch it going?
Sometimes I find myself sitting in one spot for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of nothing, feeling nothing, and, most disturbingly, car...