#excerptfromabookiwillneverwrite

[inkonagedpaper]

I may be able to write a letter with thousand words and with equivalent number of papers; flying 7,154 miles conquering the unstable condition, but still, those will never be enough to describe what is happening between the both of us.

inkonagedpaper "A Travelling Letter"

[beepboopgimmesoup]

ESP #??

She was the only one who understood him. Nobody knew what went on in his head like she did. They were a pair, those two.

Only now he was in dire need of her help. But the day had taken it’s toll and while she was struggling to keep herself together for him, all he could do was flop his head around and ramble off a string of barely comprehensible words.

“Fries or mashed potatoes?” The exhausted waitress asked for the fifth time. Her patience wearing thin.

“Ba- BA. MUA... Pffftt. Yeh, reeeEE!” He slammed his chubby hands onto the table and launched a spoon.

“Please.” His caretaker begged. She ran her hands through her hair and stared at him through exhausted eyes. Her voice strained. “Just make up your mind. I can’t understand what you’re saying.” For he was a baby.

[waitingonforever42]

maybe I struggle with breathing because I feel that inhaling deeply would widen the cracks I feel in my heart. 

Maybe its because I'm afraid that if I exhale too completely the parts of you that I have stored in my chest for so long will disappear and leave with my breath. 

[instantlyannoyingqueen2-blog]

What would you do at the end of the day!

Yes, I am talking to you, my reader, whenever you are. Imagine, you are tired, and you have no energy to do something else. What would you do? I am listening to music, or trying to find meditation video on YouTube.Then I watch video until I fall asleep. I think about million things, thoughts are coming and going.

#tumblrwriters #writing for myself

[iwishforyoubaby]

He gave me everything I ever thought I need the most. On my ugly days he was the one who dried my tears. Whenever my world seemed to collapse he pushed it right back together. He called me beautiful like it was my second name, let the sun rise on rainy days. When I went through hell he tried everything to go this way for me and to take away the pain. But then I met you. You let me doubt everything I ever thought I would need. You were anywhere and anything. Kissing him made me miss your lips. Whenever he looked at me like I was his whole world I wished you were mine. Talking to you for the first time I realized you're everything I really need for a happy life. But how should I tell him you're my sun now, while he isn't anymore? When we met again I wanted to tell you about it but you already knew. "I...", I said but you interrupted me: "I know. Me too, so much it hurts." You breathed in deeply and continued: "Maybe I seem to be anything you want right now but he's everything you need. I'm just a shooting star but he's the sun. Without him you can't live. I'm only a part of your life, while he's your life."

- Realizing his words, my heart kept beating but way slower than it did before.