Read through the most famous quotes by topic #lie
Everything that comes out your mouth is hot and black like treacle, Never once have you said anything other than anything deceitful. You’re poisonous and toxic, dangerous and deceptive, Consuming all around you and so relentlessly receptive. Swallowing each indiscretion and choking on your fumes, While all around you are but pawn’s for your own use. Stained with the vague idea that you are a ‘person’ In reality I watch as your psychosis gradually worsens. The only thing I know for sure; your gender and your name, Behind closed doors and cold surfaces I watch you shift the blame. The feelings that you say you feel are all just a charade, Never once have you been genuine, never let down your guard. But I’m the one whose laughing now, I’m the one that’s real, I have the ability to love and to care, the ability to feel. You’ll never be more than a shadow, a watery reflection in the mirror, And by default I am everything you’re not; I’ll always be the winner. ↗
#lie #manipulation #love
Staring at my outstretched pinky questioningly his perfect lips twitched into a smile. Pinky promise? ↗
#natalie-valdes #pinky-promise #smile #together-foreve #love
Once he went into the mountains on a clear, sunny day, and wandered about for a long time with a tormenting thought that refused to take shape. Before him was the shining sky, below him the lake, around him the horizon, bright and infinite, as if it went on forever. For a long time he looked and suffered. He remembered now how he had stretched out his arms to that bright, infinite blue and wept. What had tormented him was that he was a total stranger to it all. What was this banquet, what was this great everlasting feast, to which he had long been drawn, always, ever since childhood, and which he could never join? Every morning the same bright sun rises; every morning there is a rainbow over the waterfall; every evening the highest snowcapped mountain, there, far away, at the edge of the sky, burns with a crimson flame; every little fly that buzzes near him in a hot ray of sunlight participates in this whole chorus: knows its place, loves it, and is happy; every little blade of grass grows and is happy! And everything has its path, and everything knows its path, goes with a song and comes back with a song; only he knows nothing, understands nothing, neither people nor sounds, a stranger to everything and a castaway. ↗
#love
All we shared was a mattress, and a lie, and an address Baby I don't need you, well baby I don't need you Once occupied by a goddess, now it's a room full of boxes She said, "it's time to leave you" but baby I don't need you! In a perfect world... her face would not exist In a perfect world... a broken heart is fixed ↗
Quand le doigt montre le ciel, l’imbécile regarde le doigt. [When a finger is pointing up to the sky, only a fool looks at the finger.] ↗
