A fii sau a nu fi

A fost culoare, o culoare putreda de iubire, tigari si miros dupa furtuna.

Am auzit verde, am pasit violet, dar mereu am iubit rosu. Uneori mai ramaneam fara mina, uneori ma ascutea prea tare. Albastra mi-a fost strigarea de ajutor, neagra sinuciderea. Am tipat galben, dar am adormit maro. M-am impacat azuriu si am fugit alb. Viata mi-a fost curcubeu, dar acum vad transparent. Stii ce zic?


-gandurile creionului cu inima franta


If there’s one thing I’ve learned, It’s that there would be no gossip without secrets. You might be brave enough to reveal your secret, Only to have it used against you Or someone else’s secret might affect you in unexpected ways. There are some secrets you’re only too happy to keep. Others surface Only to be buried away deeper than they were before. But the most powerful secrets Are the truths you thought you could never reveal, That once spoken, change everything.

Believe it or not, I was trying to make everything better. I know you’re angry but I hope you’ll forgive me. It turns out, sometimes you have to do the wrong thing. Sometimes you have to make a big mistake to figure out how to make things right. The stakes are painful. But they’re the only way to find out who you really are. I know who I am now. And I know what I want.


“it’s completely acceptable to stay alive for tiny reasons. because you want to hear your favorite song one more time. because your dog will miss you if you leave. because the moon is just too pretty to never see again. because you haven’t seen the next season of a really good TV show. because you want to see the christmas lights this year. if you’re alive, you’re doing enough. if you’re surviving, i’m proud of you”