“I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s… beautiful.”—Unknown (via dirtylittlestylewhoree)
The ones that randomly send you a message asking how you are. It shows that they really care about you. That no matter how busy their life may be, they always find time for you. Sure, some people are just naturally friendly but it proves that there’s still true friends out there in a sea of fakes. If you have one of these, don’t neglect them. There’s not many of them left.
to love a writer is to become immortal. even beyond relations the writer won’t forget the life that existed between the souls. you will become a muse, a catalyst, a plot, or a theme. you will have every essence personified beyond reasonable extent. you will be documented in metaphors and similes, in alliteratives and assonance. and imagery is happenstance. to love a writer is to become immortal. to love a writer is to become art.