Everyonce and awhile I come up with a quote, saying, or rant that I think would make a good insert into a story. Most of the ones I have don’t yet belong to a character or specific story. But, some have inspired stories. Here are a few:
The greatest tragedy I can imagine would be for me to become any more like you, and any less like me.
We’re holding on. Ha. Holding on. Clinging on is more like. We don’t have the strength to hold on forever or the sense to know when to let go. Like a child who acquired some contraband that an adult is trying to take away.
Truth is vintage.
Take that sh*t out of the microwave, it’s starting to get mushy.
My desire to share is often outweighed by my desire not to care.
I am a mood ring, ever changing and indecisive, colorful and bright, but not always accurate.
Never try to be someone you are not for so long you lose who you are.
I bite my tongue, I hold my breath and I delve into the darkness of my mind, unprepared and terrified of the monsters lurking there.
Travel the world, capture what you see and treasure it like a memory.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
When we were young, love was the place where care and attraction met.
I’m not fearless, just foolish.
What’s my aesthetic? Some random person playing Bad Touch on a Ukulele in the middle of a lecture hall. And by some random person, I mean, me. Let’s face it, it would be me.
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