Some rumors said she was a demon from another world. Other rumors said she was death incarnate, someone to remind us of our misdeeds. But no one had said how beautiful she was. No one had mentioned her eyes. The ones that showed color only for a second. A hint of beauty in absolute blackness. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
See, you’ve got to understand, son. There’s two types of guys in this world. There’s guys . . . who think they’re in control, and guys like us who live in the moment. Who accept life as it is. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
It’s like you’re always living in your head. . . . Relax and appreciate your surroundings a little. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I lost someone close to me once . . . Taught me to live in the moment. Life is short, you know? Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
It feels like I’m stuck in one spot. It’s been this way for a long time. I know you understand, but now you’re moving on without me. And I—I’m not ready to be alone. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
If that’s the case, I understand why emotions are hard for you. You’ve numbed yourself to make room for the grief you carry. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I gave up drinking before my twentieth birthday. I haven’t touched the stuff since. And I’ve discovered that not everyone who does horrible things is a horrible person. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I wanted to give you something that would last forever. Something that would surpass the world, that would still be alive and bright even after you passed away. Something beautiful. For your eyes and smile only. But I never found it. All I could give you is words. Words which were as fleeting as the heartbeats that shook my soul whenever you looked my way. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
There is nothing to me but you. I know it’s pathetic but, oh darling, it’s true. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
My creativity keeps me from starving. Humanity keeps my life mundane. Loving secures my love for life, but my imagination keeps me sane. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>