Death! Strange that there should be such a word, and such a thing, and we ever forget it; that one should be living, warm and beautiful, full of hopes, desires and wants, one day, and the next be gone, utterly gone, and forever! Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Unless their use by readers bring them to life, books are indeed dead things. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, it is a chance which does redeem all sorrows that ever I have felt. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
We're all dead the moment we're born. Just, some of us get there faster than others. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Death is the most sophisticated form of beauty, and the most difficult to accept. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
My best day ever. Got up. Had breakfast. Came to school. Bored, as usual. Wishing I wasn't there, like usual. Kids ignoring me, suits me fine. Sitting with the other retards—we’re so special. Wasting my time. Yesterday was the same, and it's gone, anyway. Tomorrow may never come. There is only today. This is the best day and the worst day. Actually it's crap. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Someone once said that death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside of us while we live. I could tell you who said it, but who the hell really cares. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
When she fucked up all those years ago, just a little girl terrified into paralysis, she fell onto the enigma of herself. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Embrace the probability of your imminent death....and know there is nothing i can do to save you. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>