Life is queer and heavy sometimes. You just never know what paths you’ll have to take, if you’ll wake up one morning needing an embrace. Because one day you’re on top of the world, feeling unbreakable, and the next you’re back at the starting line, weak and lost. We’re so fragile, so ephemeral, we act…
A thought that popped on my head the other day: isn’t it messed up that a lot of the famous artists we know today are only famous because they’re dead? How does this always happen, you ask? Well, just look at the pattern. Whenever someone passes away, famous or not, what do we do? We rush…
Once I close that notebook and force the fat messy sharpie down the spiral binding, my brain understands that the day is over. And it rejoices. It is, indeed, a good feeling knowing you finished one or two tasks, when you’ve been so “ADD.” Even when knowing you’ll have to do it all over again tomorrow,…
When you want to punish yourself for poor decisions you made, before you knew they were bad, give yourself a break. Remember that there was a moment in time when you thought it was right. And even if you always knew it was wrong, but continued to go on because, after all, it was your…
Some people love so hard the first time they don’t know how to do it twice. Some people are hard on themselves but soft on whom don’t treat them right. Some people laugh when they mean to cry. Some people go to church to seem nice when they’re rotten inside. Some people can’t let go…