February 2012
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“It feels like life teaches us to gamble between insanity and sanity, between...”
– Thoughts (23.02.2012)
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“Poets often describe love as an emotion that we can’t control, one that...”
– The Notebook, Nicholas Sparks
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“The worst minutes of the day are indubitably those following my awakening. I...”
– Thoughts (18.02.2012)
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“Me? I’m scared of everything. I’m scared of what I saw, I’m scared of what I...”
– Baby (Jennifer Grey) to Johnny (Patrick Swayze)
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“She stays lost in the middle of her own world somewhere. We can’t get in and she...”
– Malorie Blackman (Noughts & Crosses)
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“I feared that he would forget me, only to find I was forgetting him. The irony...”
– Thoughts (01.02.2012)
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“I have so much to say when I’m alone, but whenever I’m in the...”
– Thoughts (04.02.2012)
“The worst type of pain is when you stop feeling it.”
– Thoughts
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“You uncovered my layers. Like bandaids, it hurt to unwrap the memories which...”
– Thoughts (27.01.2012)
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January 2012
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I really can’t picture anyone at all having a crush on me. I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone...
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“I’m sitting in my living room. The walls are holding up the ceiling and...”
– Thoughts (23.01.2012)
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“I remember the summer when love took me like a fever. My emotions were scattered...”
– Thoughts (20.01.2012)
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“When your world relies on the tip of someone’s finger, on the pupils of...”
– Thoughts (17.01.2012)
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“When people do not respect us we are sharply offended; yet deep down in his...”
– Mark Twain
One of my biggest pet peeves is when I’m talking to someone and it gets quiet for a moment, and they immediately say “Well, this is awkward.” No, it’s not awkward. How is it that silence is awkward? You don’t need something constantly filling in your calm moments. I think some of the best times are those when I sit in silence with someone, and we’re both so...
