Never Expect Loyalty From A Person That Can’t Give You Honesty.

This time I read the title of the painting: Girl Interrupted at Her Music. Interrupted at her music: as my life had been, interrupted in the music of being seventeen, as her life had been,...

When you are Happy with Someone,You never cares about those, who are Unhappy without you.

WATCH out for your surroundings, UPGRADE your mindset and keep FOCUS.

Think of that person you knew when you were a kid, who you always thought you could have loved completely and forever.Well, you could have. It’s the truth, and it’s the saddest and simplest thing....

reality sucks, that’s probably why we dream. Why our bodies need sleep. So we can escape. Escape this earth, at least just for a little while. Everynight, we get to go away. Sleep is the...

Stephanie could see the greed seep into the watery eyes of herfather’s other brother, a horrible little man called Fergus, as henodded sadly and spoke sombrely and pocketed the silverwarewhen he thought no one was...

He looked at the little maiden, and she looked at him; and he felt that he was melting away, but he still managed to keep himself erect, shouldering his gun bravely. A door was suddenly...

Mokona: Please! Fai is about to die! Yûko! Fai: Y… You… can’t… While I’m still ailve… Syaoran-kun’s magic still lives. Even half of that power is too much… Nothing… will be able to stop him.Mokona:...

life is like a tree, when you feeling down the leaves fall off.

Do you want this to be a love story?

Try my all-you-can-eat vomit soup. Sadly, people don’t want seconds, because they don’t even want firsts. But it tastes great. I tasted it on the way down—and then again on the way up.

Your this beautiful ship that will sail a long way, and I’d only be your anchor””A ship without an anchor can never be at rest

I do not view suicide as wicked, just terribly sad. There is only one death, but it is like a stone cast into a pond – the ripples stretch far. Such an act must leave...

You’re surrounded by people and voices and noises, but there you are, alone and trembling inside. And you want to be invisible. (thinking) Please, don’t notice me.

My wandering has led me to the beginning of our journey together. I suppose it’s only fitting for me to be here at that journey’s end.

When Brocker arrived he took her hands and held them to his face and cried into them.

When she opened her eyes, she was both in her body and watching it, nowhere near the cavity of the tree. The Blue that was before her stood inches from a boy in an Aglionby...

Things change after you die, though – I guess because dying is about the loneliest thing you can do.

I would have kept you safe,’ he said.I closed my eyes, forcing the tears down my cheek to break against the dam of his fingers. ‘I know.

Cold summer nightThe night is silenceBut your voice is shouting My mind reminiscing Your love is lackingThe night is coldLonging of your armsI need your heat And your goneThe dawn is immenentI’m dreaming of you...

I gotta go. The gingerbread men are on

Sometimes a gloomy street is all a sad person needs! A magical relief may arise from the meeting of the two sad things!

The faery lady looked at Hettie curiously from beneath her wig. “You know…” she said, very softly. “All I wanted was that you would be my friend. That isn’t very much to ask, is it?...

Slowly he took out the clothes in which, ten years beforem Cosette had left Montfermeil; first the little dress, then the black scarf, then the great heavy child’s shoes Cosette could still almost have worn,...

I’m sorry you don’t want to know me anymore. I will spend the rest of my life regretting the fact that I wasted my second chance to know you. And I will always be conscious...

Laughter is a good way to hide pain”- Leo Valdez

Anlarsın niçin uzak yerlere baktığımı. İçinde yaşanmaz bir dünyada yaşıyorum.

I love nine hundred and ninety nine facial expressions of Jemma Garner, none of them is sad look.

Being sad with the right people is better than being happy with the wrong ones.

I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely. How appropriate that I write this to myself.

But most of the time, with a contented resignation that comes normally to a man only at the end of a long and busy life, he sat before the keyboard and filled the air with...

The children we bring into the world are small replicas of ourselves and our husbands; the pride and joy of grandfathers and grandmothers. We dream of being mothers, and for most of us that dreams...

maybe if people weren’t so careless, then nothing would need to be caged.

Never make a promise which you think is hard to keep. Never make a promise though!!

Don’t worry, all is well. All is so perfectly, damnably well.

His shirt is covered in my sorrow and stained with my tears.

So I can’t explain why, for the next twenty minutes, I stand at the window quietly willing him with my mind to come inside and erase the distance between us.

I like the chase, scavenging and how we unravel. Standing naked with all my pores at the door. Waiting for a response, a love, someone to call my home. Where my emotions graze the air...

Put meunderneath God’s sky and know medon’t just look at me with your eyesTake awaythis mask of flesh and bone andsee me for my soulalone

Loneliness is my worst enemy, but in the end he’s usually my only real friend.

He did not have anything on him except her thoughts, except the good times he had once shared and the bad times he so desperately wanted to forget.

Always a BOY FRIEND, never a BOYFRIEND.

My pride shut me up, my hurt shut me down, and together they ganged up on my hope and let her get away.

Sadness flies on the wings of the morning, and out of the heart of darkness comes the light.

Dreaming of getting you I loosed everything Cheerfulness of smile And all the dreams of life

Reality is knowing that you will get hurt. That there’s no stopping it, but you still try. Even after you’re hurt, you first want to suffer through it, for some reason thinking the afflictions will...

There’re a lot of things you don’t understand.” Zachary smoldered his gaze at me. “I came looking for you, and then when I found out where you were, suddenly it didn’t seem worth it. It...

She looked at the boy. He knew her weakness for storytelling. And it was, after all, only a story. Still, she wished he had chosen a happier one.

Life is war, war is game so life is game. Either lose or win. Know it earlier