This is just some things I've been collecting in my notes on my iPod. I'd love it if y'all would vote and comment on this, I'd like to know what you think. Plz don't just stop reading just cuz it's not an actual story. I don't expect to make it on the What's Hot List by any means, but it'd still be nice. I hope you like it.
Just Stuff.
Quotes.
~Wonder~
Sometimes I wonder. I wonder about a lot of things. I wonder about life and people and the ways of the world. Sometimes I think life isn't fair and it isn't but once in awhile it comes alittle easy. We may not understand everything, us kids, but do adults really understand either? They may think so and I'm not saying they don't know anything, I'm saying do they really understand the way they say they do? When it comes to things like death no one understands. But when someone dies we grieve with what we think could only be our last breathe but yet many more are taken. There comes a time when one has to go but one too may times has a life been taken by someone who should've never gone. I try to understand or to feel how it's like to lose someone so amazing and so great but all I can do is wonder. Wonder how it would feel. But in a way it happened to me too. I try to understand I really do... I'm sorry and I grieve too.
-Ale
Just because her eyes don't tear,
doesn't mean that her heart doesn't cry.
And just because she comes off strong,
doesn't mean there's nothing wrong.
-Unknown
If droids could think, there'd be none of us here, would there?
-Obi-wan Kenobi
I hear the wind when it sweeps down from the hill,
It speaks to me, when the night is still,
It whispers in my ear,
The words I never hear,
Even when he's near.
I feel the breeze when it blows in from the sea,
It lifts my hair, caresses me,
It never takes my hand,
To show it understands,
It never touches me, tenderly.
Someday I know I'm gonna climb this hill,
I'll find another day,
Some other voice to say the words I've gotta hear,
If I'm to live, another year. . . .
-Cathy Dollanganger
O'er the earth there comes a bloom;
Sunny light for sullen gloom;
Warm perfume for vapor cold-
I smell a rose above the mold!
-Thomas Hood
The Little Girl
Her dad was a drunk,
Her mom was an addict,
Her parents kept her,
Locked in an attic.
Her only friend,
Was a little toy bear,
