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|Archived Since:||November 13, 2009|
People laugh faster than you.They laugh without thinking about it and they seem easier in themselves, like they were poured into their skin.Not like you.You feel like you're borrowing your skin, waiting for the owner to show up at a party, remember he lent it to you, and ask for it back. Show More Summary
Maybe the world isn’t all good, but if you hold my hand, I can prove to you that it’s not all bad either.There is good love in the hearts of a few, and a few is all you need.
Hate is the only illness you can choose to get better from.
Who are you still competing with in your good heart, and will you really waste your last words on your deathbed to say, "Do you see? I won."
We were walking past the lake, when my reflection took my place.It held your hand and watched you slowly drift away from me.It threw a plate against a wall the night after you left, when it relealised you were never coming back.It drove...Show More Summary
There is no bravery in a gun.Brave is saying no to the comfort that kills you.There is no bravery in a fist.Brave is singing Kumbaya softly to a screaming baby. There is no bravery in a flag.Brave is holding onto the air itself to stop...Show More Summary
I know you and I know your engine. Your engine runs on truth and light and nothing else works, I've seen you try and fill it with the kind of lies people want to hear and it was like watching someone fill their gas tank with sugar. Sweet, but going nowhere.
Tell them, “If you’re gone too long, I will light candles for you in the dark. I will burn down a forest just so that you see it." And maybe they won't go.
I know how you felt when I touched you, because I know how I felt when you touched me. So you cannot tell me that you do not think of it often, or wonder why no one will ever be able to touch you like that, again.____The winners of the...Show More Summary
I'm the record.You're the needle.
In some new world, there are no clocks, so they must measure time in what they miss.Their recipe books say, “Boil the rice until you forget what they look like.”And, “Bake for exactly as long as it takes to remember why you left.”
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Remember yesterday’s greatest lesson: What hurts you today, won’t hurt you tomorrow.
I have taught myself to see the person a person is trying to be, not just the person they are. Above some, I have seen a nurse, a cowboy, a man made of shadows, a girl who cries beautifully, someone in complete control, someone who overcomes great things, and someone who's love is needed by the world. Show More Summary
Give me one beautiful thing in the darkness to hold onto. Even if it’s only the ghost of good light.
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10 years ago today, I posted the first entry on a blog called I Wrote This For You. I had just turned 27 a month earlier. I wrote most of the first 100 entries in one big push, in December 2006, and then they just sat there in a word...Show More Summary
They're someone you see out of the corner of your eye, next to you in the aisle at the store, at a movie or in a park, and you think it might it actually be them but you don’t want to look at them directly, in case it’s not actually them, and the feeling that it might actually be them is the closest you’ve been to happy in a very long time.
I wish there was a code word for when we lost our minds. A thing that we could say as a way to reach out to the other person, through the anger, and say, “Despite all the things I’m saying, I’m still in here and I love you, I hope you’re in there too.”
Even when the things they sing aren’t kind, remember that someone is still singing for you.