“As humans, we waste the shit out of our words. It’s sad. We use words like “awesome” and “wonderful” like they’re candy. It was awesome? Really? It inspired awe? It was wonderful? Are you serious? It was full of wonder? You use the word “amazing” to describe a goddamn sandwich at Wendy’s. What’s going to happen on your wedding day, or when your first child is born? How will you describe it? You already wasted “amazing” on a fucking sandwich.”—Louis C.K. (via 27sailors)
Do you have like those books that you fell in love with right away because they slapped you in the face with their awesomeness so hard that you got whiplash and then those little quiet books that you never really planned on loving while reading them but as you flipped the last page the words just lingered and lingered and lingered with you for days and you never realized how much you loved it because it just took a while longer for the words to catch up to your heart
No one knows the pain of an empth, the hurt and loss, the sudden change from happy to sad No, no one knows the pain of an empath. Everything is overpowering, the beauty and love, even the darkness and sadness. One wonders how a simple…
My 3rd grade teacher once told me to read the books that are the the most damaged on the outside because you can tell by the damage its been read by a lot of people, and there’s usually a great story on the inside. This advice hasn’t failed me yet.