- You’re not even grateful, are you?
- Grateful? For the worst fucking experience of my life?
- You hold on to your pain like it means something; like it’s worth something. well let me tell you, it’s not worth a shit. Let it go. Infinite possibilities and all you can do is whine…
- What am I supposed to do?
- What do you think? You can do anything, you lucky bastard, you’re alive! What’s a little pain compared to that?
- It can’t be that simple.
- What if it is?
—Six Feet Under
In the end we only regret the chances we didn’t take,
the relationships we were afraid to have,
and the decisions we waited too long to make.
in an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
the government has decided to allot
each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.
when the phone rings, i put it
to my ear without saying hello.
in the restaurant i point
at chicken noodle soup. i am
adjusting well to the new way.
late at night, i call my long-
distance lover and proudly say:
i only used fifty-nine today.
i saved the rest for you.
when she doesn’t respond, i know
she’s used up all her words,
so i slowly whisper i love you,
thirty-two and a third times.
after that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.
♡
—Jeffrey McDaniels “The Quiet World”
“What happens over the rainbow stays over the rainbow.” (Taken with instagram)
Exit strategy. (Taken with instagram)




