Wings and eyes. That’s all I need. No fingers no hands no feet no mouth no ears no body. You can take all those prisons away from me. I donate them to the gatekeepers, those doubting Thomases love non believers. Just wings and you in my eyes. that’s all I need
It is that feeling of extinguished flame. It always happens when you least expect it It all goes dark and you can’t see anything you can’t touch anything you can’t make yourself heard. It should have a name something that will make your skin crawl something that describes the way you’re thrown into the abyss a better synonym for the way the sky roof crashes over you. They call it simple: void As if it is something so trivial feeling you’re missing from yourself feeling you’re missing ing
If I had to define happiness and misery it would be very hard to find a description that would fit perfectly. I'd probably use a Russian doll Happiness would stay inside misery Misery would stay inside happiness and so on indefinitely.
My chemistry teacher used to tell me there is no piece of nature where it can rain when the sky is clear. In time I discovered that like any other people in my life he lied: there is a place in which this phenomenon may occur. It’s called human nature.