The things we can't have are the things that hurt us the most. They cut deep into our sides like poisonous thorns, mangling our flesh and bone, rotting us to our core. They spill out our guts and our hearts leaving them on the floor to decay and waste away with nothing to sustain themselves, but sorrow and despair. The things we can't have usually are not looking our way or are looking at something else. The things we can't have break us down until we are nothing but dust and bone. We are not even a glimpse in the eye of the things we can't have. We are merely a broken fraise that has lost all its meaning and importance. The things we can't have bully us, beat us down, mock us, kill us.
And there is nothing you or I, can do, to change that.
-Vivianne Varla
YOU ARE READING
Random Excerpts From The Mind
OverigThis is just a book of thoughtful words, little ideas that I cannot make into stories, quotes from other people, beautiful sentences, or short stories that I have found or have randomly spit out of my mind's imagination. Enjoy!!! (All covers by me.)
