On the stage they stand, like statues waiting for the world to end.
The crowd walks in and sees the make up, and thinks it's make up.
They see the tricks, and think they're tricks.
They see a shot ring out from what they think is a toy gun and someone dies, again.
And as you leave, one of them presses a note into your hand.
"It's not pretend. It's all real. Please help me."
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I'm here to help.
Have a little faith, please. <3
...anyway I can...
Beautiful.
All the world's a stage, and we're all acting as if everything is fine. It isn't.
I do. Have some in me too, you know ily always. mari
but i'm not so sure if there is one realnessat all
The red rose. Symbolizing love and desire. The month of October. The year of the dog. Not me. I'm not the one who needs help. Just keeping it real.
That photo is gorgeous. Haunting, but gorgeous.
He's a monkey or is he a goat?
Paradoxes are inside me and inside them. It is a test? I can not be led astray by men, let alone to stare at his colourful hat..
The positive atheist and the silent christian.
I'm more confused now than ever. Love is just an ilussion if you don't have a pact.
loving every word stained on those blank web sheet... can't help but shed a tear ^^.
reality hits you like a brick falling from no where. my house was broken into a few days ago, the burglar was armed, i could have been killed...talk about being shocked into reality...
looks pink to me
I have the feeling I have to cry.
Breathe in, Breathe out.
I'm real.
When all you really want is someone to hold you and tell you, "Everything is going to be Ok." But you both know, deep down, it'll never be okay.
You inspire me, and move me when I thought neither was possible. Thank you.
Ég þarf að lifa mínu lífi.
Thank the photographer for me. Your words are also perfect.
It's all an illusion, but everybody knows it. We all want to be the director of our own show, then we find out we are only assistant director. Or maybe just costume director?
i love you, im here to help, you have inspired me this year to give life another chance.
i love you, i am here to help, you have inspired me to give life another chance, by this day by day note for me, in hopes that it may help, and it does.
Wow. This is beautiful. My friend made me discover your blog just now.
I love the contrast between the beauty of the red in the rose and the tragedy of it in the text.
Timing drowns coincidence.
Burn the leaves.
Seriously. Burn them.
This sounds like a Kevin Wilson story, from his book TUNNELING TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH, called "The Shooting Man."
The flower. Reminds me of the one which he gave to me. I don't know how or why..but it hurts. </3
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