leaveten's Diaryland Diary


just thoughts*

-Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I longed to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.

-We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.

-All people live on blank pages.

Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions. Their lives a mimicry. Their passions a quotation. — Oscar Wilde

And when you gaze long enough into the abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you. — Friedrich Nietzsche

2:36 am - 04-09-15


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