You make me feel a little dirty, she said, and I fucking love it.
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.
Against all odds. I hope.(via psych-facts)
If two points are destined to touch, the universe will always find a way to make the connection - even when all hope seems to be lost. Certain ties cannot be broken. They define who we are - and who we can become. Across space, across time, among paths we cannot predict - nature always finds a way.
It’s the oldest story in the world. One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.
What you risk reveals what you value.
Too many people feel empty or sad. We turn to alcohol or distractions to help us escape reality. Instead of wasting what limited time we have on this earth, we should not distract ourselves for too long otherwise we miss the beauty that surrounds us.
Your words touch me in a way I find difficult to describe, she said, although whenever I read them it feels a lot like foreplay.