A few words to share

If you’re still reading my post on this blog you must have it figured that I am one lazy kid with the attention span of a 2 year old. The fact that I managed to dish out all of 6 posts in the month of April is a testimony to the same. Another testimony is this post where I’ll just compile all the good things I’ve read in a while. That said, I hope you enjoy this the same as my other posts and as much as I enjoyed reading them.

1.
This is something my friend Purvi shared on my most favorite places in the world, Blurts.

You want the truth?
Well, here it is.
Eventually, you forget it all.
First, you forget everything you learned – the dates of wars and Pythagorean theorem. You especially forget everything you didn’t really learn, but just memorized the night before.
You forget the names of all but one or two of your favorite teachers; and eventually you forget those, too.
You forget your junior year class schedule and where you used to sit, and your best friend’s home phone number and the lyrics to that song you must have played a million times.
And eventually, but slowly, you forget your humiliations – even the ones that seemed indelible just fade away.
You forget who was cool and who was not, who was pretty, smart, athletic, and not.
Who went to a good college, who threw the best parties, who had the most friends – you forget all of them.
Even the ones you said you loved, and the ones you actually did.
They’re the last to go.
And once you’ve forgotten enough, you love someone else

– ‎Gabrielle Zevin, Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

2.
Another wonderful share from Purvi.

“I’m not always as confident as I seem. (And neither as foolish as you assume.).
There are many nights and many days when all I want is to be held.
I love being held. Always.
Sometimes I don’t want to talk about what is bothering me.
Sometimes I just want a hug.
Someone who will let me cry.
I like when boys cry in front of me – when people aren’t afraid to show what they’re really feeling.
I don’t like when people run from their true feelings because it doesn’t do anyone any good.
I wear my heart on my sleeve, but I am not naive. (It is for love that I close my eyes.)
I know what it feels like to be completely broken and I am all too familiar with what it means to be hurt.
I know what it’s like to see something funny and not laugh.
I’ve been taken advantage of, used, and abused.
My feelings have been blatantly disregarded.
But I still believe that all people are good at heart.
And my trust in people has not diminished.
To be completely honest, I hope it never does. Ever.”

 

 

3. Some Chuck Palahniuk quotes I read on my Quotes App.

“You know, the condom is the glass slipper of our generation. You slip it on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night, then you throw it away. The condom, I mean. Not the stranger.”

“I’ve met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, “Why?” Why did I cause so much pain? Didn’t I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can’t I see how we’re all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God’s got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, “No, that’s not right.” Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can’t teach God anything.”

“If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character…Would you slow down? Or speed up?”

That’s it for now.
Signing off,
Ms. LazyGalaxy 😀

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