"Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they ( Read more... )

Being alone can be really scary. Whenever I think of being alone, I picture someone stuck in a black, bottomless hole. You scream and nobody can hear you. You struggle to climb up it, but all you do is fall to the ground. You are stuck in your misery ( Read more... )

Photography. People laugh in the photos. Play, flirt. Are these people like this in real life? You capture a single moment in time. A snapshot. It freezes and you look. But what happens when that snapshot is over? It’s all a big fat lie, and everyone loves a lie. It’s distorted. It’s idiotic. Someone telling you to betray an emotion that you don’t ( Read more... )

why do all the bad things in life seem to be more noticable than the good things? for me anyways. why is it so much easier to destroy things than it is to make them? how easy is it to light a match and burn down a house as opposed to building it? why is that? why so negative? well of course, i understand WHY, but it shouldnt be that way. how do you ( Read more... )