Saturday, 26 February 2011

Hopeless

Hope is like a fruit.
You put so much effort into planting it into your mind, you water it, help it grow,
and when it finally ripens you cherish it.
 
But if you cherish it for too long it rots, withers and dies, just like everything else.


4 comments:

  1. i love the comparison that you used - kri

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  2. Trust is like magic; it doesn't exist. There is no one you can tell all your stories to. No one who will ever fully understand you. Perhaps they don't understand you because they have a distorted, misconception of who you really are. No one knows you. No one will ever know. They were never meant to.

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  3. "A collection of lies; that's all I am. Stolen thoughts and memories."

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  4. Trust is like magic; it exists if you believe in it. You can tell your stories to everyone. Some will care, some will not. But if you tell them passionately, the ones with hearts will care. And whether or not they understand, if they care, that should be enough. Kind-hearted ones will want to know you, and that's worth something more than the world.

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