stars

Bonding over illegal drugs hadn't magically solved our problems,

The tallest slugger touched my forehead, and I ignited like a sparkler on the Fourth of July. Shards of dazzling light rippled under my skin. I was the constellation Grus. The Trifid Nebula. I was the Big Bang, expanding endlessly through time and space forever."I thought I was dying. That I was going to expire on a cold slab, trapped inside an UFO, my body filled with every light that had ever existed. I couldn't imagine a better way to die.

Just the perfect peace of nothingness. That's what I believed.

I'll have enough books when they fill my room like the stars fill the sky.

Just take my hand, lead, dance with me...and I will simply follow the blueness of the water, the white waves rolling free...where the earth beneath my feet and stars make my heart whole again...in long and priceless moments of shared solitude...

If you construct a room in paint, you haunt it. Your life rests in every stroke. So paint only the rooms that you can bear to occupy forever. Or paint the stars instead.

I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy.I'm tired of driving till I see stars in my eyes.

Explore the light deep within your soul.

The strength of being is divinity within the soul.

You are a beautiful and wonderful soul. Recognise and illuminate it.

Love while light radiate from your soul.

A silent velvet footstep filled me, unwelcome yet so needed. You finally found my hidden shore with grains of time and ocean of the most secret secrets, violet and red; left a trail of deep blue footsteps on my glowing beach of soul, and no matter how many times tides wash the golden sand anew, your prints can never be erased. Each one a shining star in my quiet Universe...

I don't care what anyone says, the stars give you hope on a dark and gloomy night.

Now I know I'm not broken,For the stars within my soul,Have just built constellations,To keep me feeling whole.

She has the most bizarre and beautiful soul I had ever seen. Her__yes__hined__lways like____ky__ull__f__tars, While a huge storm was destroying__verything__he__ad__n her heart and ripping her soul apart.

She's my pride, my winning prize, always a surprise, to look into her eyes, see her free soul, as soap that slips from the grip of control; a stroll through the park on a dark night with stars to spark the sky, heaven with no price tag I realize, love is the same: endless, priceless, full bliss; to have this princess I pinch myself thinking this is a dream, but to my reprise, I can only say I am now, at last, alive.

In presence of the Moon nobody sees stars.

I swear that girl was born with a pen in her hand, the moon in her hair, and stars in her soul.