I have this urge to help people but don’t know how to start. How do you help people?
- She usually goes with our patient; they are best friends— that’s what we’re told. They’re both elderly and we, the interns, admire the bond they have. Our patient creates the questions for the UPCAT while the other one has the final say. This afternoon, she approached the few of us who were…
"I’ll write when
people start to
"Don’t wait for that.
It’s not going to
Write, and forget
about everyone else.”
Live, and forget
about everything else.
keep a box of mementos, souvenirs of your current world. in a couple of years you’ll look through it with the detached sentimentality of a stranger who has vaguely known your stories. you’ll read over the letters and skim through journals. you’ll mark the nights that have changed you….
Looking over my shoulder,
I still my pen over the paper,
My fingers curled on the seams of it.
Taking out the desperation,
Seeking out vengeance and peace
All at once—my fingers gripped the cold—
Do I answer others for my salvation?
I always look behind me, checking others
If they did the same. But I have crawled
Myself out of my throat and scratched my
Insides raw; they never noticed, never knew.
We make angels out of our own.
If you’re a boy who walked up to younger/nerdier girls in the hallway during high school and said “hey my friend thinks you’re cute” and then burst into giggles along with said friend then I really hope you’re doing badly in life
people like this are the reason i cant believe anyone calling me pretty.
the last comment just hurts so bad