Monday, 1 June 2009

Feeling...after a long winter of numbness.

"Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood on the bruise. It passes evenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but passes it does. Even for me."
-Isabella Swan
(from Stephenie Meyer's New Moon)

3 comments:

silly billy:) said...

:)

Anya said...

hehehe...go twilight saga!

Dark ocean lord said...

yeah its numbness.i guess thats the correct word..too much numb.