When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves. ― Palahniuk. You are on the run. What makes it worse is that you did not pack light. You have a gigantic backpack tagging along. You have carried it for way too long to the point where it becomes a part of your body. Inside … Continue reading The World Hates You
Only a fool is not afraid. ―Madeleine L'Engle What is the point of living if you are barely breathing? What is the point of looking good if you are dying on the inside? You will one day look back and see a life well lived or regret all the things you have never tried. You … Continue reading Have You Really Lived?
Judge me and I will understand how you view yourself. ―Molody Lee Human language can be a tricky thing. Imagine calling a “tree” a “leg” or calling your “shoes” your “head”. Everything seems to be already named by someone and all you have to think about is its name. It would be very strange for … Continue reading Judgement is Just Lazy Thinking
The real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light. ― Plato The saddest thing you've ever done in your life is to beg somebody to love you the way you love them. Sometimes you gotta give up on some people in order to keep you. Sometimes you have to save yourself … Continue reading The Light of Letting Go
Fiction is a lie. And GOOD fiction is the truth inside the lie. ― Stephen King People are drowning in an ocean of facts. We know too much, but feel too little. We are too caught up in what we can see to the point where we ignore the layer behind it. We judge on the … Continue reading The Truth Inside the Lie
Change the way you look at things and the things you look at change.―Dyer Look at the world. Tell me what you see. You see billionaires. You see celebrities. You see entrepreneurs. You see success. You see the money. You see cool cars. You see luxury. You see fame. You see trends. You see confidence. … Continue reading Can you even smile?
Meet the girl who gets lost in every city. The cars are flying by so fast without any sympathy for the unmoving road. Cherry Blossoms are shaking along the rhythm of the soft wind. By now, the sky awaits the blanket of darkness to whisper it goodnight. The block of residential houses are so … Continue reading A Thousand Tragedies