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

Forever?”Sam’s lips smiled, but above his grin, his yellow eyes turned sad, as if he knew it was a lie.”Longer.

Nothing is endlessI know that nowLet me goV-Violet’s letter

When you’re alone and you feel sad, try reading a book. Try touching someone’s heart. Try to imagine what they were thinking, what they wanted to convey. If you do that, you might get something...

If shame had a face I think itwould kind of look like mineIf it had a home would it be my eyesWould you believe me if I said I’m tired of thisWell here we go...

I did walk away and it was the absolute worst mistake of my life. I’m sorry, Liam. See? I’m a big enough person to admit it to your face. Are you?

A broom that was almost never used was leaned up against the wall. He took it and started to sweep. Dust flew up his nose. When he had been sweeping for a while he realised...

It’s sad that in a world of billions, people can still feel isolated and alone. Sometimes all it takes to brighten up someone’s day is a smile or kind word, or the generous actions of...

…He sounded as though he had just seen The Pokey Little Puppy meet the business end of The Little Engine That Could.

It’s much easier not to know things sometimes.

How are you going to forget him if you keep talking about him? Darling, when things go wrong in life, this is what you do. You lift your chin, put on a ravishing smile, mix...

Sometimes, you don’t get what you want the most… At other times, you’re just lucky.

The Sun is an arrogant thing, always leaving the world behind when it tires of us. The Moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light...

The air around her was cool lately, as if she were creating a vacuum with her unhappiness.

But more words tumble out. ‘You’re a painter. You’re a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces.’Then I dive into...

Dreams and Happiness are…drugs. And the pain that follows is not less than a sharp knife…or a sharp-nail. It bleeds without blood. You just feel it. With every sense you have got, on every single...

Mirad had asked for peace for his birthday.Imagine, a boy of thirteen who asks for peace as a birthday present.When I heard that I cried.

There are questions Kyungsoo doesn’t ask Jongin. He doesn’t ask Jongin if they can stay together forever, or how many tomorrows are really left, because sometimes the truth is too bright. He can only hold...

How did I not see it? Pain is everywhere. I’m just another sorry story. All these people wearing smiles, dragging themselves around–do they all know already? Do they realize how fast the world can change?

Cut my life into pizzas. this is my plastic fork. oven baking, no breathing, dont give a fuck if its carbs that i’m eating’ -Catherine Spann

Stay away from any minute of joy that can bring you a lifetime of sorrow.

I know my mouth is agape and my eyes are wide, but I’m relieved that hope isn’t a tangible thing, because everyone around me would see mine crumbling.

Life is a process of changes; happy and sad.Life is beautiful; and Life is happiness

And so Gollum found them hours later, when he returned, crawling and creeping down the path out of the gloom ahead. Sam sat propped against the stone, his head dropping sideways and his breathing heavy....

You know when all you want to do is shout for help because you’re falling apart inside and you can’t cope without crying everyday and you want to hug the person in front of you...

Quand Hélène revenit […] elle pensait que jamais ils ne s’étaient moins aimés que ce jour-là.

He had never smoked but then had he ever loved? Life made him love and love made him smoke.

Don’t be sad because I’m dying, be happy because very second another great human being is born, another person that ill have chances to do greater things than me.

A blanket that has arms to hold you when you are sad, now that’s what I call a comforter.

I called her twice, but she didn’t call me back. She’s more efficient than me, as she’s able to communicate without communicating. It’s sad, because I had two cups of coffee, and I was going...

I lit up like a Christmas tree-Augustus Waters

Shinji slowly fell forward onto his face. Debris bounced up on impact. It took less than thirty seconds for the rest of his body to die. The memento of his beloved uncle–the earring worn by...

Some nights, we were a city of two.

She wasn’t a cruel Bird. But her heart ached so badly for these sad, broken birds that, just as the Puppeteer had planned, she had begun to hate them. She hated them for making her...

. . . And as fall turned to winter, the Darlington peach trees started dropping their leaves again, gently, like they were letting them go. It wasnt the same as giving them up. It wasnt...

There is a silence so great that I can hear the ice crystals cracking and falling from eyelashes of girls who will never blink again.

And he isn’t crying for her, not for his grandma, he’s crying for himself: that he: too, is going to die one day. And before that his friends wil die, and the friends of his...

You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?

He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. From face to face, he looked on as the man played and...

If beauty is pain — let me get lost in it. If you’re my salvation — I want to earn it. If love is all I have to give — then let me give it....

His absence is so big it’s like he’s there.