If people can’t stand being alone, they have no choice but to die

It was a hurting tune, resigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black against the brilliant sky, Fire’s fiddle cried out for the dead, and for...

I don’t think all writers are sad, she said.I think it’s the other way around—all sad people write.

How foolish to yearn to ask the very person who’d caused the pain to heal it

…I was there when we opened the gates. Some of these poor wretches running out were so emaciated they actually died from the excitement of being liberated. I saw it happen several times. These people...

The whiskey was a good start. I got the idea from Dylan Thomas. He’s this poet who drank twenty-one straight whiskeys at the White Horse Tavern in New York and then died on the spot...

You make me want things that I can’t have.

It wasn’t that she was sad—sadness had very little to do with it, really, considering that most of the time, she felt close to nothing at all. Feeling required nerves, connections, sensory input. The only...

I tried to find a way to go on. I could see familiar traces of the path that was my life, but there was always the wall behind me. Do you know what I mean?...

But my second son didn’t enjoy any of those things. He loved music and video games and computers. I didn’t know how to talk to him. And now I’ll spend the rest of my life...

Some things a heart won’t listen to, I’m still holding out for you

The more you Love and Care her, the Less you get Trusted by Her…

I hope one day you find someone who makes flowers grow in even the saddest parts of you.

…and said with the softness of repressed violence, ‘I am not one to stick his neck out; it is a bit of a reach. I was waiting for the smallest sign that you could love...

Be yourself and don’t be someone else

Regret; The saddest word in the English language.

Love is a Beautiful Thing that makes us to Adjust ourselves Forcely

Robots are better than humans, because they’ve no feelings & so they can’t hurt you…

I was asleep for almost ten years. And then this big goober with all these fucking weird animals moved into my house, and I was suddenly awake.

Depression weighs you down like a rock in a river. You don’t stand a chance. You can fight and pray and hope you have the strength to swim, but sometimes, you have to let yourself...

So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.

No – no – no!” someone was shouting. “No! Fred! No!”And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred’s eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still...

If men are dogs, then women are desperate dogs.

But could words bethe end of me?

done coma, walking/talking,art, cookery. scouts then wrote two books, asked for help, gave a book to HRH Princess Anne, tried publisher, got another DEGREE, now Google Gillian Mk2, what else can I do?

Nights dark beyond darkness and the days more gray each one than what had gone before.

The most difficult aspect of moving on is accepting that the other person already did.

Saying sorry doesn’t mean there isn’t guilt & forgiving doesn’t mean that the pain is gone.

It was over before I even had a chance.

If I read our story backwards, it’s about how I un-broke your heart, and then we were happy until one day, you forgot about me forever.

Sometimes I feel like all the crap in the world is building up inside me, like all the bad is just filling me like a balloon. I push it all back, live my happy life.But...

But things are so bad, I feel like I’m going to explode if I don’t do something.

I had spent my whole life feeling homesick. The only difference between the two of us was that I didn’t know what or where home was.

Where do we record the passing of wildlife? Who mourns the silent deaths of the small?

Only tears can hear the sound of pain when warm blood reddens discolored stain

Grace: Outside, deep in the woods, I heard a long keening wail, and then another, as the wolves began to howl. More voices pitched in, some low and mournful, others high and short, an eerie...

Wait,” I say. “Aren’t soulmates supposed to be perfect? What if you find yours and shes not a virgin, not even a girl? What if he’s a fixer upper? What if he has an STD?

With her mouth closed, her mind screamed.

Underwater madness slipping into a haze, drowning and choking in repugnant nostalgic thoughts.

It’s hard to pretend you’re OK. Especially when you’re all by urself, alone. :'(

Walking away from my desert companions feels like cutting off a limb. How does one say good-bye to an arm? One doesn’t, I suppose. One pretends it isn’t happening.

He’s always been something like a star to me

Some boys walk by and you cry, seeing them. They feel good, they look good, they are good. Oh, they’re not above peeing off a bridge, or stealing an occasional dime-store pencil sharpener; it’s not...

Whenever my phone blinks fist thought come to mind is u and only u.

Tell her I’m sorry I sold the diamond, eh?” Sammy said. “I broke my promise. When she disappeared in Alaska… ah, so long ago, I finally used that diamond, moved to Texas as I always...

He wanted to be so many people all at the same time. He feared to be a nobody.Only years later did he realize that all he knew was what he didn’t want to be –...

Regret fills your heart, only if you do not give your best to accomplish something.

Tis torture, and not mercy. Heaven is here Where Juliet lives, and every cat and dog And little mouse, every unworthy thing, Live here in heaven and may look on her, But Romeo may not.

You don’t have to tell me everything right away, but I have to tell you everything right away? Can’t you see how stupid that is?

Darling, even raindrops try to wipe my teardrops but your thoughts haul out more tears from my liquid eyes and then teardrops replace raindrops…