Waiting for relief. We do it all the time. The next lunch break, the next good night’s sleep, the next morning coffee that will ease away the tiredness. 119 more words
3 days, 17 hours ago
My cat’s perception amazes me.
Filled with terror does she run away at the sound of a plastic bag or kitchen foil. But she does not move a paw, when I squeeze past her, hands full of books or cutlery. 45 more words
4 days, 9 hours ago
The day I die I’ll be laughing, because it’ll mean that my head was right all along. Once I am fully happy, I will die. And so, I will be laughing, out of joy, and, I will be laughing, out of irony. 41 more words
4 days, 22 hours ago
Rock bottom is a good place to start. After all, you don’t want to build your house on sand. Rocks and stones seem just about right.
5 days, 4 hours ago
Considering where she came from explained a lot of her anxieties.
That what you want is what kills you. That what you reject could make you happy. That what you hate yourself for are your best qualities. 68 more words
That honesty is painful, it’s painfully honest, it’s honestly painful, it’s honest pain.