A fit, healthy body—that is the best fashion statement
V-Day…if you need this one day in a year to show everyone else you truly care for “your loved one” I think it’s quite stupid. I hate this commercialism. It’s all artificial, and has nothing to do with real love.
My head’ll explode if I continue with this escapism.
The most confused you will ever get is when you try to convince your heart and spirit of something your mind knows is a lie.
Please, touch me, I pray.
Maybe you could be mine / or maybe we’ll be entwined / aimless in this sexless foreplay.
The reality of loving God is loving him like he's a Superhero who actually saved you from stuff rather than a Santa Claus who merely gave you some stuff.
I suppose it’s not a social norm, and not a manly thing to do — to feel, discuss feelings. So that’s what I’m giving the finger to. Social norms and stuff…what good are social norms, really? I think all they do is project a limited and harmful image of people. It thus impedes a broader social acceptance of what someone, or a group of people, might actually be like.
Closed in a room, my imagination becomes the universe, and the rest of the world is missing out.
The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed.