comfyquiet

If you can’t look on the bright side, I will sit with you in the dark

he marveled at how her body fit so perfectly against his: her nose nestled exactly into the hollow between his collarbones; her cheek curved to match the side of his neck. As if they were two halves of a mold. He had studied her with the air of a sculptor, tracing the contours of her hips and calves, his fingertips grazing her skin.

Irony: a contradictory outcome of events as if in mockery of the promise and fitness of things

— Celeste Ng, Everything I Never Told You

I wish there was a way to know you’re in the good old days before you’ve actually left them

This is like the end of a movie.

I love you as a friend, I long for you as a lover. But you need space, While I need time. And in between, There is distance.

Comedy is tragedy plus time

how will we understand what it is in human societies that produces violence if we refuse to recognize the humanity of those who commit it?

Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people.

sharp like an edge of a samurai sword the mental blade cut through flesh and bone though my mind’s at peace, the world out of order missing the inner heat, life gets colder oh yes, I have to find my path no less, walk on earth, water, and fire the elements compose a magnum opus

my modus is operandi is amalgam steel packed tight in micro chip on my armor a sign of all-pro the ultimate reward is honor not awards at odds with the times in wars with no lords, a freelancer a battle cry of a hawk make a dove fly and tear dry wonder why a lone wolf don’t run with a klan only trust your instincts and be one with the plan

some days, some nights some live, some die in the way of the samurai some fight, some bleed sun up to sun down the sons of a battle cry

some days, some nights some live, some die in the name of the samurai some fight, some bleed sun up to sun down the sons of a battle cry (a battle cry)