“you Will Never Be Too Much For Someone Who Can’t Get Enough Of You”

Epiphany

How fast the wind blows

Past the trees a time ago

When we saw our dreams so true

But now we have had to go

The kaleidoscope that once shone through

Our very souls and eyes

With time flown by our every steps

This life has bid goodbye

For the road we travelled on

Fell away beneath our feet

It had been paved for many years

The gravel, now ash of bittersweet

Now it is clearly understood

Our fate was not to cross

For now our selves are shattered

Seems everything is gone

Maybe it was for the best

Separate roots to break through

For divided, I can confess

The worst of me is subdued

You were my blanket

Something I already knew

But the world out there is different

Needing a resilient me to debut

- pyxisjaded

So delicious 😋 

via @kyloandyodabunnies

“Maybe the absence of signs is a sign.”

— Marc Klein; Serendipity

“Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.”

— Unknown

The contrast is insane! LOVE!

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Me watching the Violet Evergarden movie: *bawls like a little child* I usually don't cry. Damn, they're good at pulling my heart strings.

Me watching the Titanic: *yawns* This is stupid. Why does he have to die again? *Only perks up hearing Celine Dion sing*

Q: How do you stay normal?

B: I don’t know if we do stay normal … we try.

A: I’ve never been normal.

R: We’re not normal.

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When the eyes tell more than words can describe in a picture.

“There are people we meet in life who miss being important to us by inches, days, or heartbeats. Another place or time or a different emotional frame of mind and we would willingly fall into their arms; gladly take up their challenge or invitation. But as it is, we encounter them when we are discontent or content and they are not. Whatever they are, we are not and vice versa. Two trains going in different directions that pass for a few powerful moments at full speed, blasting noise and wind but then they are gone. Whatever serious chemistry might have been possible if, isn’t.”

— Jonathan Carroll

“Whatever someone you become, and wherever you are in the world, I’m sending you love. You’re my friend to the end.”

— Spike Jonze