30

Funny how beginnings fills us with fear... how endings drowns us in sadness... how you choose your emotions for in-betweens.

29

Some say truth is better than fiction. How many times have we masked truth with fiction, making it more acceptable?

28

Life is a journey through darkness. It's up to us to build our fire, and blaze our way until eternity.

27

I love what I do. Even I sometimes wonder where I get the energy to cram everything in one day.

26

ah... Headaches are signs sent by our brain for us to rest instead of popping a pill and moving on.

25

Darkness gathers inside my room. All shapes and shadows cross over twilight's threshold. Only the mind trudges on.

24

It never fails to amaze me how some people can seem to talk forever and never tell you a thing.

23

I still feel his presence quietly watching while I sleep, entertained by his own thoughts. Feels good to be home.

22

There are some feelings that don't need to be said: trust, love, happiness... Still, it feels good to hear, sometimes.

21

Sometimes, I feel we build our own prisons without knowing it. We knowingly step into the trap and pretend amazement after a while.

20

Feeling the  grief, I break out into an unceasing scream. In a voice that doesn't say anything at all.

19

We walk our path in Life. We run, fumble and fall. The road is long. It goes on... beyond death.

18

I feel his energy shifting in this object I touch. I keep it. Cherish it. Making the moment last longer.

17

Don't trust politicians, specially during elections. They have a thousand-and-one grounds for anything they do. 99% of them are Machiavellian.

16

The problem with stories, if they're too long it always ends with Death. Keep it pleasing, know when to stop.

15

Online, we know not if you're old, young, foolish, educated, well-off or poor. You're here, chatting. That's all there is.

14

If we hadn't met, I wouldn't have liked you... Won't even miss you. However... We did.. I do... still do.

13

It's interesting how we smile and laugh at our memories when we can. The ones we can't, we conveniently forget.

12

Nothing is 'just a dream'. You can't trust dreams. Dreams can be a thousand times more malevolent than death.

11

There are days that I wish would never end. Waking up refreshed. Reading a good book. Walking and watching life.

10

I love dreaming. No matter how scary or wonderful dreams are, I can always change everything without waking up.

9

It makes me smile how sometimes we need something worth dying for, to remind us why we strive to live.

8

I've cut my heart into pieces.
Carving my thoughts into each slice.
Easier to carry and keep
in your pocket wherever you go.

7

Funny... in each religion, each Church is "God's Church", each faith is "God's Faith" and each soul is "God's Soul"

6

I shall forgive who I have been, celebrate who I am now and dream of who I can be tomorrow.

5

She lies down on my back, purring as I sleep. Later she playfully nips my ear. "am Awake!" I'd whisper.

4

The voice whispered, "I will love you forever. You are free. My love shall never bind in any way."

3

He lives his passion, walks his truth, heals with words. Each lesson extends beyond the classroom, beyond borders... beyond tomorrow.

2

A wild wind danced with the leaves, laughing and lifting them in tuneless harmony. A distracting delight dispersing into darkness.

1

My grandmother's sister told me something when her husband died... never confuse the length of a relationship with its quality.