June 2, 2012

• Everything I touch turns to stone

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  “I don’t ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember. Somewhere inside me there’ll always be the person I am tonight.”

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  “Eventually you have to admit to yourself, you are not happy.. you are not okay.. you are hurt. You have to accept that being strong isn’t always the answer and it’s okay to cry.”

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  “The worst loneliness is to not be comfortable with yourself.”

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  “Do not condemn the judgement of another because it differs from your own. You may both be wrong.”

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  “You told me once, our fingerprints don’t fade from the lives we touch. Is that true for everybody, or is it just poetic bullshit?”

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  “I was just another promise that you couldn’t keep.”

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  “He’s like a song she can’t get out of her head. Hard as she tries, the melody of their meeting runs through her mind on an endless loop, each time as surprisingly sweet as the last, like a lullaby, like a hymn, and she doesn’t think she could ever get tired of hearing it.”

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  “Me? I’m dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It’s the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they’re going to do something incredibly… stupid.”

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  “Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted.”

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

   

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