[thestar-child]

because of you, each day is a melon slice sweetly smelling of the earth. thanks to you, i live on the honey of hope

so in love with friendship. the bliss of childhood memories untainted by adult realities. talking for hours on end, never to run out of ideas. a good thing happens and my first reaction is to tell you, i hear something funny and look to laugh with you. i see a silk dress and think of you, or coffee- or floral perfume because i know you hate it. isn't that friendship, making magic from the mundane? loving is second nature. and loving them? the easiest thing in the world.

[thestar-child]

what terrible tragedies realism inflicts on people

[thestar-child]

always be kinder than you feel. it’s only kindness that raises its head from the crowd of the world to say, “It is I you have been looking for,” and accompanies you throughout, as a shadow or a friend.

[thestar-child]

l'appel du vide, the call of the void; a french phrase used to refer to intellectual thoughts, or the inexplicable urge to engage in reckless behavior during everyday life

[thestar-child]

bhaiya ek break from life laga do

[thestar-child]

my life is quiet. there is little beside working and walking. i have no desire to see people, and i feel as though i am waiting for something new and strange which will burn the unburnt side of my soul.

[thestar-child]

"jo hoga dekha jaaega" bol bolke 2 saal bita diye, ab jo ho rha hai wo dekha nhi ja rha

[thestar-child]

"you can be better than this," my shame whispers in my ear. "you need to try harder. you need to hide the scary things you carry around. you need to act like you've arrived, even though you're so inadequate and broken that you never will."

[thestar-child]

a fall from grace

[thestar-child]

i was turning numb. what happened to me didn't seem to matter. sometimes i felt angry, at myself, but most of the time i felt nothing; i'd never felt so much nothing before.

[thestar-child]

i was growing less and less attached to life. if i kept going, i thought, i'd disappear completely, then reappear in some new form. this was my hope. this was the dream

[thestar-child]

when charles bukowski wrote, "i've got to decide: kill myself or love myself?" and when alanis morissette sang, "to whom do i owe the biggest apology? no one's been crueler than i've been to me."

[thestar-child]

the gods envy us. they envy us because we're mortal, because any moment may be our last. everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. you will never be lovelier than you are now. we will never be here again.

[thestar-child]

i swear to you, to think too much is a disease, a real, actual disease.

[thestar-child]

i fear that this longing will last forever. i put on a brave face and pretend it doesn't bother me, but it does.

it does. where am i to store all this heartache?

[thestar-child]

the person you think of when you're standing in front of the ocean. that's the person you're in love with.

[thestar-child]

the sea speaks more honestly to those willing to drown for you don't drown by falling in the water, you drown by staying there

the funeral under the sea; she was drowning with rocks around her feet and the world stood by in life boats asking why she couldn't walk