Don't go confusing stupidity with guts." -Bert
Cath CrowleyStichwörter: wisdom
Humans are strong, but if you hit them at the right point, they destruct.
Cath CrowleyLove’s like an egg. Break it, and you might still have almost every bit of yolk and white, but there’s no way you’re getting that back in the shell. And even if you could, there’d be still all the cracks.
Cath CrowleyI told him he was dreaming. He told me dreaming's the only way to get anywhere.
Cath CrowleyThe course made me think a bit, you know. That we're smart enough to get out of here. We're just too stupid to work out a way.
Cath CrowleyShe looked at me with those empty eyes, and I thought, I'm going to make sure I fill them up with something.
Cath CrowleyStichwörter: sadness goal-setting
I know nothing about love.
Cath CrowleyAll I can tell you is to have the relationship that's good for you.
Cath CrowleyStichwörter: love marriage relationships
Dad and I leave town in the early dark. It's the second Sunday of the holidays, and we pack up the old blue car with enough clothes for summer and hit the road. It's so early he's wiping hills of sand piled in the corners of his eyes. I wipe a few tears from mine. Tears don't pile, though. They grip and cling and slide in salty trails that I taste until the edge of the city.
Cath CrowleyStichwörter: tears imagery sleepy
I know a few things about ghosts. The only way to stop them getting inside you is to spend every second of the day thinking about something else. Fighting like that makes you tired, and it doesn't matter how hard you fight anyway. They chip till they make a crack, and before you know it there's a ghost squatter in your living room. It's hard to get them out. Hard because they settle in. Hard because you like the company.
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