Short Insights

0518;

If a parallel universe really does exist, I hope the other me knows how to keep herself from sobbing at night.

trying not to think of deprivation and death—are we even alive?

the tales we have in mind are extravagant; those are meant to be shared to help grow scared yet precious feelings

I sense the damned weight of the world on my shoulders. Let this night be the last that makes me feel insignificant.

I mean, are you still worthy of these earnest words from the world I have built out of the idea of you?

so many fantasies that I fantasize, so many dreams that I dream, so many lives that I live

The world is dangerous, and so its people.

The ground where the flower grows seems to be prettier and stronger than the flower itself.