The difference between you and I is you will talk to anyone that listens, and you will love anyone that makes you smile. I do not talk very much, and I don’t really smile. I don’t know what love is, but I suppose it is not the number of pieces you’ve given up for someone. When you kiss her on the lips, I do not see love in your eyes, but rather hopeless lust. I see the light in your eyes when you read your favorite book — the one with the corners folded on the pages adjacent to the corners of your mouth that fold up as well. I see the light in your eyes when you walk down the other side of town nobody ever really goes to. It is the same series of road roads I drive past everyday, but you never glance towards my car. I think love is too delicate to be invested in every girl you’ve slept with, but I do not know what love is, and you don’t know me. I guess the thing with you and I is you have so much to give and I have nothing. I cannot make you smile so I suppose you could not love me, but you didn’t truly love all the girls who did, either. Maybe the two of us need to stop trying to love people and love ourselves instead.
everything i should have said, but didn’t (via novoccaine)
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Sometimes I feel like there’s a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. The moon tonight, there’s a circle around it. Sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole. Of not going to sleep each night, wanting. But still sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing… I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen. I don’t know.
I cannot fathom the nights I have spent exhausting words for apologies I never owed and you never deserved.
Don’t let anyone, even your parents, break you. Find good people who care about you and surround yourself with just them. If you can’t find them at first, find good music and fall into it and let it hold you until they come.
7 Ingredients for a Happy Life
1. Decide to let go of worry and “what ifs”
2. Work on developing your self-confidence
3. Forgive yourself, and others, and let go of grievances
4. Be open and warm in your relationships
5. Don’t compare yourself with other people
6. Define own success
7. Be optimistic, and keep on persevering.
If I have to ask for your attention, then I don’t even want it.
Not everything happens for a reason. Sometimes life just sucks.