May 2011
Short Story Number Four Hundred and Sixty One
For the last few days I had been looking for an escape because my life was falling apart. But today I decided to walk around my home town and stare at all the tall buildings a lot and try and think a bit clearer. Staring at buildings is one of my favorite things to do, but now I think i’m going to start asking them questions as well. I figure they must have some answers, the way they listen...
Short Story Number Four Hundred and Sixty
I was getting ready to go outside and I was feeling good. I hadn’t been thinking weird things and I hadn’t been up all night worrying about myself and the future and everything else that I loved to think about. You said today was going to be a super day. A super day filled with bright good things. I walked out of my apartment and imagined us walking around in silence, listening to...
“Too many beautiful things falling all over us.”
– Kerem Mermutlu
“Do the kind of things that come from the heart, When you do, you won’t be...”
– Morrie Schwartz (via creatingaquietmind)
Short Story Number Four Hundred and Fifty Nine
We were watching movies and documentaries and spending all our weekends inside. We would watch and then we would talk for a little bit and then we would eat and then we would watch again. You said to me, at about three in the morning, ‘movies and documentaries are the best.’ And I had to agree. If I could watch all day and all night with you, then nothing would destroy me. Nothing...
“I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.”
– Edgar Allan Poe (via lipsticksmiles)
Short Story Number Four Hundred and Fifty Eight
I don’t care about much anymore and it’s not because I’m stupid or crazy. If you want to know the real reason it’s because my heart needs you and now you’re all gone and away and having the best time ever without me. I should have ignored you and stayed inside and read my books. I should have listened to my books. They all told me you were going to break me. They all...
