Sometimes you just have to be there to understand, even if being there makes no sense at all.” – excerpt from: freefalling
How long y’ think it’ll take t’git that wild streak out im?”
“Well, Brother Tiggins, that’ll depend on how long he can weather the leather.
On a nightstand in a teenager’s room, a glass vase filled with violets leans precariously against a wall. The only thing saving the vase from a thousand-piece death on the hardwood floor is the groove in the nightstand’s surface that catches the bottom of vase, and of course the wall itself. The violets, nearly a week old, droop in the light of a waning gibbous moon. Wrinkled petals are already piling up on the floor between the nightstand and the wall, and a girl only six days sixteen stares at the dying bouquet from her bed.
Happiness was an evasive emotion that could not be fabricated, duplicated, or happened upon. It was something that was only handed out to a select few, but just like his mother, Ethan realized that he was never meant to have it.
It amazes me when education, religion and family values fail to create a human being.
Don’t say to yourself, ‘Everyone argues!’ to justify and normalise your fighting, when the most natural thing is to love.
So fast you couldn’t realise it, from one face to another – that’s called an actor. Then what happens??
Victim a killer, victim a killer wow. One time be a part of a victim, other being a part of a killer – awesome just awesome.
Mental anguish always results from the avoidance of legitimate suffering.
I once fed a dog-fight operator to the dogs he had abused for so long, and do you want to know something? It felt so good. It was justice, girl. The fucking law never gave a shit about a victim, but justice is all heart.
No one else “makes