" In the world beyond the tale we turn the page and close the book, and we resume our lives. A life that is, like any other, unlike any other "
Today i saw for the first time my favorite book on screen , "the perks of being a wallflower" . my eyes are hard dry from too much crying , my cheeks are hurting and i guess it's from too much smiling , i don't know how can someone make such a beautiful characters . I love you all . I hope someday in my life i can meet them , i hope i can have a friend like Charlie , meet people like them . i wish i can have the luck to share my life , and all the moments cause , right now , i feel infinite .
i want you to tell me about every person you've ever been in love with . tell me why you love them , then tell me why they loved you . tell me about a day in your life you didn't thought you'd live through. I wanna know the first time you've felt uncomfortable in your own skin . and if that day still haunt you beneath your bones . do you prefer to play in puddles of rain or bounce in the bellies of snow ? and if you were to built a snowman , would you rip two branches from a tree to built your snowman arms ? Or would you leave the snowman armless for the sake of being harmless to the tree ? And if you would , would you notice how much the tree weeps for you because your snowman has no arms to hug you everytime you kiss him on the cheek ? do you kiss your friends on the cheek ? Do you sleep beside them when they're sad, even if it makes your loves mad ? Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid of a fragile heart trying to beat away it's pain ? I want you to tell me all the ways you've been unkind . Tell me all the ways you've been cruel .I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving . And if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes . I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people's wounds .
This is simply beautiful... "Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid of a fragile heart trying to beat away it's pain ?" This made me think over and over about every time I complained about someone's anger... I might have judged them wrong... Feelings are really hard to understand, they're unstable. Some are labeled as the same, but they're totally different from each other...