Escape

After a long time i have discovered that dreaming is just a reason to make the time pass faster and easier.
You think that you have a perfect life until someone or something wakes you up to real life.
All of your dreams ran away, and now you're alone, trying to save what you've got left in your life.

Boom! Love is in the air. Can you feel it?

Alright.
Now, think about the person person you love.
Go in the kitchen, open the gas tank, and leave it turned on.
After ten minutes, take a lighter and use it to give birth to passion flame.

Look to the ceiling. Can you see the name of your supposed-to-be ?

Stronger than i thought

I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge -- myth is more potent than history -- dreams are more powerful than facts -- hope always triumphs over experience -- laughter is the cure for grief -- love is stronger than death...but doesn't win every time

Just another fucking day...

Do not assume that he who seeks to comfort you now, lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life may also have much sadness and difficulty, that remains far beyond yours. Were it otherwise, he would never have been able to find these words.

You must be strong now. You must never give up. And when people make you cry and you are afraid of the dark, don't forget the light is always there. 

Guess...

I'd had more than my fair share of unsecure experiences; it wasn't

something you ever really got used to.

It seemed oddly inevitable, though, facing death again. Like I really

was marked for disaster. I'd escaped time and time again, but it kept

coming back for me.

Still, this time was so different from the others.

When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options.

If your life was all you had to give your beloved,

how could you not give it?

If it was someone you truly loved?

But if, that someone doesn't care about you?

Could you still love that person?