Cause there’s something in the way you look at me
nostalgia
I’m not scared of falling. I’m just afraid of the sudden stop. the point when you get all your bones broken and your heart torn. when the system that encases your insides are smashed into a million pieces and all that will be left is a mosaic of human flesh. a morbid display of decomposing memories. it’s the time when you try to keep conscious but you can’t because everything turns black, and you feel nothing but the eternal numbness of what just happened. so you see, I’m not scared of falling. I’m just afraid of the sudden stop.
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
Love is no part of the Dreamworld. Love belongs to Desire and Desire is always cruel





