You can't run away from home without destroying somebody's world.
Neil GaimanAnd then his noise falls completely silent-
And he stops struggling-
And looking right into my eyes-
He dies.
My Todd dies.
Cut my life into pizzas. this is my plastic fork. oven baking, no breathing, dont give a fuck if its carbs that i'm eating' -Catherine Spann
Catherine SpannTag: love poetry food melancholy sad depressed
You could drown a kitten in her blue eyes.
Gary ShteyngartOh, darling, I've been so miserable.
Ernest HemingwayTag: sad miserable darling the-sun-also-rises brett
This was the lesson we kept learning over and over and over, the lesson our mother was best capable of teaching us. Love—whatever else it might or might not be—was fleeting. Love stormed into your life and occupied it, it took over every corner of your soul, made itself comfortable, made itself wanted, then treasured, then necessary, love did all of this and then it did next the only thing it had left to do, it retreated, it vanished, it left no trace of itself. Love was horrifying.
Christie HodgenTag: love sad true elegies-for-the-brokenhearted
Melancholy is the happiness of being sad.
Victor HugoTag: melancholy sorrow pleasure sad
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Stephanie could see the greed seep into the watery eyes of her
father’s other brother, a horrible little man called Fergus, as he
nodded sadly and spoke sombrely and pocketed the silverware
when he thought no one was looking
Tag: humour sad steal silverware
Fury ignited behind my breastbone , a hot glow like coals blooming into something sharp and dangerous. It was the same old crap- someone thinking they can push you around because you're young, because you're helpless. You had to just sit there and take it because you were under a certain number , because you weren't a real person yet; you could be picked up and dropped like a toy, left behind or thrown away...
Lili St. CrowTag: sad songs terrible-things
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