i really wonder why is it that i can't let go of someone who already let go of me...

- nick <3

“One word after another. That’s the only way that novels get written.” — Neil Gaiman

“New book”

ok so the only two scenes where we see Neil crying are in the comfort of Keating’s office and (a little bit) right before his death in the room with his father. Keating’s office is evidently the only place Neil felt safe as it’s where he went throughout the film to find comfort. So is it far fetched for me to say that the only places Neil found comfort were with Mr. Keating and in death?

— Fernando Pessoa

Who you are becoming is more important than who you have been.

love hides itself in tiny nooks and crannies. in a song you once listened to together. on a park bench where you once ate side by side. love can, and should, feel heavy. but not weigh you down, like a warm ball of comfort in your belly. to love is to release a secret you carry. its to hold out your hand and accept someone else's love and any pain that follows. to say “i love you” is not simply a declaration of your emotions, its a decision to yourself that you are prepared to take on the hardships that may arise in a relationship, a promise that the joys of loving someone outweigh any challenges that may, and will arise. all the hopes and faith entwined to the three magic words, all its weightage. words are futile, the words “i love you” being anything but that.

I hope this helps :)

The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall - Nelson Mandela

somewhere between those loudest silences, there's a part of us that wants to scream like no one hears. somewhere between that numbness, there's a part of us that wants to cry out loud. somewhere between those fake smiles, there's a part of us that is used to the sorrow and somewhere between all those disapprovals and regret, we lost the part of ourselves that was still grateful.

Jitna bhi Taylor Swift sunlo at the end of the day vibe tumko Diljit pe hi karna hai

As the legend tells, never believe men’s words, watch their actions and you will know everything.

Men will swear up and down that they won’t participate in ‘simp’ behavior yet the moment they find the girl they adore, all that goes out the window and they become natural providers and protecters who will willingly dote on and adore their partner. It’s literally in a their nature to be providers and care for women. It makes no difference how much they reject it or disown it in speech, it is the natural role they’ll eventually take.

A Poet is a nightingale who sits in darkness, and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds

-Percy Bysshe Shelley

- filmythings