Sometimes I wonder what the heck is wrong with my mind. One second all I feel are little bubbles of happiness and the next my mind has me convinced I am running towards an endless dark abyss that is threatening to swallow me whole. My mind is a liar, I know but that still doesn’t stop me from worrying until my stomach is in knots. Weiterlesen
Crazy is a pretty relative term, isn’t it? There are things that I see as completely crazy while everyone else seems to think they are perfectly normal. Like being completely content in existing within marked-out parameters, never questioning anything about why they are there in the first place. Weiterlesen
first, I want to say that I love your books – I truly do. It took me a while to read Harry Potter but when I did, I fell hopelessly in love with the story and its characters. I used to think that I love you too – in that deeply thankful and admiring way that I love every author who wrote a story that kept me up reading all night and never letting me go even years after I finished it. And as you might know: There are not many of those stories. Weiterlesen
Don’t ever fall in love. Love is pain and ultimately its bullshit. Don’t believe what they tell you – all those happy, crazy-about-each-other, oh-so-in-love couples. They lie. Love is not fun it’s scary as hell. It doesn’t improve your life but complicates it and it won’t make you stronger, but destroy you completely in the end. Love is bullshit and the only thing that’s worse than love is being in love. Weiterlesen
Everyone has someone they will never truly let go. That one person that changed everything. The one you’ll always have feelings for. Mine is called Adam. And this is for him. Weiterlesen
I do not suffer from my insanity.
I enjoy every minute of it.
Sherrilyn Kenyon („Dance With The Devil“)
I’m gonna miss the stories I made up about you in my head. They were good and they were promising. It’s a pity they were just fiction after all. Maybe if I write them down from now on and create a story around it, they will not be lost after all.
Fiction after all is the safest place to be. No one can hurt me inside my head. No one can crush the happy endings with reality. I will always miss you. Some part of me – small as it may be – will always stay with you. But the rest from now on will be fiction.
There’s a reason why they call me lunatic after all.
Okay so maybe I’m more than a little crazy. But to understand why I am the way I am you have to know one thing about me: I do think & rethink – live and re-live about ten different stories in my head. Every day. And still I can’t write them down – at least not entirely. All because I’m trying to avoid the one story I fear I migh have to finish first. The one about you. The one that makes me cry. The one that drives me crazy. So let’s hear it from the ghost that is the reason I stopped dreaming. Weiterlesen
Be brave and maybe a little more bold.
Just don’t pretend and ask a lot of questions or you’ll never know the answers.
And really don’t forget: Just be yourself. Weiterlesen
Es gibt kein Zurück mehr. Mag der Kopf auch noch so voll sein mit unausgesprochenen Worten – es wurde bereits jede noch so kleine Wendung diskutiert. Jedes noch so unwahrscheinliche Szenario durchgespielt. Es hat einfach keinen Sinn mehr noch länger zu warten. Weiterlesen