You don’t cross my mind, you live in it.
It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.
I find myself starring at our pictures late at night when I can’t sleep and hate myself for all the unsaid words that will never utter out of my mouth because it’s too late for us now.
I’m a drinker,
not a talker.
I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.
― F. Scott Fitzgerald,
”More Than Just A House”
But do you know what its like to be to tired to love someone.
― (55/365) by (KJ)
Somewhere along the way I got lost in my mind.
― “10 word poem” #11 by (KJ)
Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart.
― Yann Martel, Life of Pi
You can drink too much
and forget the night before
but I’ve learned you
can never drink enough
to forget the people
you’ve loved and lost.
― Beau Taplin (A Most Unfortunate Truth)
I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week.
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
I was taking shot after shot hoping the alcohol would make me feel the way you did.
― (66/365) by (KJ)
I can see your face in everything that reminds me of love.
Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels.
― Natalie Standiford, How to Say Goodbye in Robot