i know you have regrets.
small ones: like saying the wrong thing, tripping, wearing the wrong shoes.
big ones: waiting; ignoring; wasting; hating.
regrets are like poison.
if i told you, that you could go back and change them, what joy you would feel. how ecstatic!
there is a condition.
there is always a condition.
you cannot cling to the regret, to that moment. you cannot think ab...
“It’s easy,” Rayn says as she pulls off her coat, breathless and glowing with excitement. “I can show you!”
I sigh and sink into the sofa. I don’t have time for this. It’s already hard enough to get by, selling memories just to provide today’s dinner. Rayn’s fleeting moments of whimsy don’t make it easier, as I watch her get let down each time.
Each time, she has to sell it. She doesn’t lear...
hope?
what is hope?
…
hope is the bridge between despair and joy
hope is…
hope is…
how to explain such a beautiful thing?
hope is something that flowers within you
hope is something you can’t trample out
hope is something you can’t drown
something you can’t kill
something you can’t burn
you can’t weed it out
you can’t rip it up
can’t shred
can’t snuff
destroy
hope burns within you
hot as a...
if time were an animal, it’d be a slug.
it’s weird to have a thought like that, but it’s something that’s come to my mind before.
it’s especially bad when nothing big happens, or when there’s no big end goal.
often i’ll find myself rotting away, wasting my day, until it’s already six pm.
what a waste.
wherever there is light, though, flowers will find it.
what i mean can be...
there’s nothing like watching a sunset with someone who’s special to you.
unfortunately, hollie was alone, so she was standing on the hill above the city, watching the sunset all by herself.
which was fine for her, because she had been alone all her life, even when she was around others.
as the last ray of sun peeled away, hollie looked at the city, and realized that it was much more beau...
thoughts are part of your world
and mine as well as any
though thoughts are often swirled
into puddles of feelings quite heavy
thoughts are things you think at night
thoughts are things that never leave you
thoughts can sometimes tangle so tight
tell someone, they won’t believe you
thoughts get so confusing
you think a thought you thought before
and quite soon you are losing
this thou...
you are like the moon
so beautiful in the night
the serene silence
a comfortable quiet
the place i am meant to be
you are like the sun
so breathtaking in the day
the exciting loud
an upbeat cacophony
the place i am in need of
-note
in case you couldn’t tell, i got my inspiration from a song called sun and moon by anees. i’m kinda obsessed with it rn 😭...
there is loneliness that i feel
it is undeniably real
i am alone with my friend,
i don’t want this time to end.
we have a deep talk
we go on a short walk
but soon arrives another,
and i am left alone to bother
and wonder
there is regret that i feel
it is so undeniably real
i am together with people who know me,
we are very happy to just be.
i feel the need to end the silence
what resul...
He stared at her as she slowly, with a trembling hand, took the paper from his hand.
His heart was racing, the horrors of the last hour replaying on double speed in his mind.
Her eyes were wide, and for a second he saw years of terror in her eyes, like this had happened to her many a time.
Her face hardened, and now she was void of emotion.
“I-I’m sorry for your loss-“ His voice cracke...
