You Know, Like When You Look In

The Degree To Which I Am Blessed Staggers Me... The Degree To Which I Take That For Granted Shames Me. -streetwalking With Jesus

So She Became Impulsive, Scared By Her Inaction Into Perpetual Action. When The Eagle Confronted Her With The Expulsion, Maybe She Blurted Out Marya's Name Because It Was The First That Came To Mind, Because In That Moment She Didn't Want To Get Expelled And She Couldn't Think Past That Moment. She Was Scared, Sure. But More Importantly, Maybe She'd Been Scared Of Being Paralyzed By Fear Again. ~miles/pudge On Alaska, Pg 120-121

The Past Feels Distant, Even When It's Near. The Future Feels Assured, Even When It Isn't.

I Didn't Even Know What The Feeling Was, Really, Just That There Was A Lot Of It.

When You Stopped Wishing Things Wouldn't Fall Apart, You'd Stop Suffering When They Did.