Meandering Experiences

Words are so beautiful. This is a collection of the quotes that move me and ttouch my soul. Writing is something I have been doing since i was a child, I have not been able to write much of anything that I i didnt force for most of my adulthood. I recently got it back, the desire and the words. Standby.

[quotefeeling]

“I loved you long before I had the guts to let you know.”

— William Chapman

[thoughtkick]

“If you knew how hard it was, and how long it took, to rebuild my little universe of peace and happiness then you would understand why I’m so picky about who I allow in my life.”

— Weird People

[luna-azzurra]

Underrated character flaws we need more of

⧽ bad with money. not in a tragic debt way, just “spent my rent on plants and now i’m eating cereal for dinner again.”

⧽ chronically late. not because they don’t care, but because time is a concept they’ll never master.

⧽ awkward texters. the kind who take three hours to respond or reply with just “k” and somehow make it worse.

⧽ forgetful as hell. constantly misplacing keys, forgetting names, walking into a room like “why did i even come in here?”

⧽ grudge holders. petty ones. like they’re still mad about a board game from 2016.

⧽ can’t lie to save their life. poker face? never heard of her.

⧽ messy eaters. sauce on the shirt, crumbs everywhere, just chaos.

⧽ serial interrupters. not malicious, just way too excited to share their thought before it evaporates.

⧽ habitual overcommitters. they say yes to everything and then wonder why they’re drowning.

[quotefeeling]

“The saddest truth is realising you have fallen madly in love with what can never be.”

— Michael Faudet

[quotefeeling]

“I learned not to trust people; I learned not to believe what they say but to watch what they do. I learned to suspect that everyone is capable of living a lie. I came to believe that other people - even when you think you know them well - are ultimately unknowable.”

— Lynn Barber

[thejustknowing]

TheUnfinishedCollection-An Excerpt

TheUnfinishedCollection-An Excerpt

He had hoped news of the incident hadn't made it to the sleepy town nestled in the trees. Inside he knew that it had, it was the biggest story anyone could remember. A familiar naseous feeling entered his stomach at the thought of the way people seem to crave and thrive on the tragedy of others. This truth about human nature was undeniable to him. It was clearly written all over their faces, neatly tucked away behind their counterfeit affections. James nodded at the woman, never making eye contact. Her gaze, undoubtedly sharpened and spiked by preconception, this way it was easy for him to blatantly ignore.

An air of self-righteousness emerged from behind the soft voice which now seemed belittling. As if I was a small and fragile needing some special guidance that only she could provide. I wonder what gave her the idea that she was well equipped to do anything of the sort; she really had no idea. As she slowly ran her long, skinny fingers through the file I noticed her fingernails were unusually short. The skin around them was red and inflamed as if she’d spent half her life trying desperately to chew them off. I wondered what demons in her own world would result in such an impulse. I was after all, no stranger to itching remnants of evil that linger within...

"Let me show you to your room James" I forced out a kind smile in the interest of fairness. If she was to be an agent against me, I would need my faculties intact to aptly present myself. Her heels tapped against the hardwood floors as she walked. (Tap- Click-Tap-Click)..The clicking abruptly ceased when we reached the carpet lined staircase. I willed it to return, something about the consistency of the noise had put my brain at ease. "Here we are James!" startling me as her long skinny fingers turned the chipped gold-plated knob. “I let you get settled, call if you need anything." I nodded and forced out another smile as she exited. My mind felt instantly free again in her absence, as if she had been trying to break down my mental barriers. She was no match for the guardians of my subconscious, of this, I was sure. My psyche was locked and not even I knew where to find the key. Invisible forces beyond my control had forced me into this sequestered existence. No longer would my true weaknesses and insecuries be visible to outsiders. The playlist of my mind would be forever stuck on shuffle; never spitting out the same thing twice, never predictable, never penetrable...

　

　

[ptimepoet]

[thejustknowing]

My path, neither greater nor lesser, holds no comparison to the uniquely vibrant and remarkable experiences that define yours.

#writing

[perfectfeelings]

“You are most powerful when you are most silent. People never expect silence. They expect words, motion, defense, offense, back and forth. They expect to leap into the fray. They are ready, fists up, words hanging leaping from their mouths. Silence? No.”

— Alison McGhee, All Rivers Flow To The Sea

[thepersonalquotes]

[sicksadlitbackup]

The most frustrating experience as a writer is having a clear vision in your mind of the story you want to tell but being too afraid to put pen to paper for fear of failing to do the story justice. I’m so scared that my actual execution will fail to meet my expectations that I’m paralysed to even start.

[sourdough-seal]

you should be able to call into work if you get a story idea. like i’m really sorry i can’t come in today im going to need 72 hours off to cope with my visions of This Guy

[ad-wills]

[quotefeeling]

“The woman you are becoming will cost you people, relationships, spaces, and material things. Choose her over everything.”

— Unknown

[quotefeeling]

“A healthy relationship is where two independent people just make a deal that they will help the other person be the best version of themselves.”

— Unknown

[quotefeeling]

“But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.”

— Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

[philosophors]

“Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart.”

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, “Crime and Punishment”