Impresionant

Impresionanta puterea mintii umane de a se sustrage, chiar si pentru cateva minute de la ganduri apasatoare, ganduri care macina prea rau..prin muzica sau printr-un zambet al unui strain sau printr-o fapta buna. Sa uite. Sa ignore. 

Oare cum reuseste si ce oare mai poate sa faca aceasta „minte”? De cat de multe alte lucruri este capabila?

Partea proasta este ca revine la starea initiala exact in cele mai dragi momente, si asta singura...fara pic de ajutor...sau poate...? Sau poate nu ne dam noi seama de „trigger”-ul cu pricina?

Brain, Y U NO act cool?

Wisdom

So,
Everything, in the end, comes to a choice and when I say everything I really mean EVERYTHING!
But what makes a good choice good? How can I be sure I made THE good choice if I'm not sure what's good or what's not and I don't mean the obvious answer but the true, meaningful, very essence of good.
What about choosing your friends? because whoever said "Choose your friends wisely" sure was wise:))
But how am I (as a simple human being) supposed to know them if i don't really know them? So, my dear friend I ask you because my superpowers failed me twice...how am I supposed to make that good choice without making the bad one and measure the outcomes?

Choice

"OK, here it is. Your choice, it's simple: her or me. And I'm sure she's really great but...I love you. In a really, big, really, big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheescake, hold a radio over my head outside your bedroom window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you...love you...

So pick me!

Choose me!

Love me!"

(Meridith Grey-Grey's Anatomy)

It does

It doesn't kill me the fact that you are not talking to me;
It doesn't kill me the fact that you are nowhere near me or that you think i'm probably immature.
What it really kills me is the fact that you choose not to see how much I love you,
That you choose not to see that I have loved you all along.
It kills me!
It kills me because I choose to remember your smile everytime I wake up and I choose to remember how you look at me and see my soul.
It kills me that I don't know what happened to you and you keep your pain only for yourself.
I choose to remember!
I choose you and I choose to love you.
I choose to remember how five minutes near you equals a lifetime near anybody else.
I choose to remember...
But you...you choose to forget...
And all I want you to do right now is for you to choose to love me back because damn it, I definitely deserve it!