if i had wings and could fly, i'd still fall for you.

This world is full of broken things: broken hearts, broken promises, broken people. This world, too, is a fragile construct, a honeycomb place where the past leaves into the present, where the weight of blood guild and old sins causes lives to collapse and forces children to lie with the remains of their fathers in the tangled ruins of the aftermath.
I am broken, and I have broken in return. Now I wonder how much hurt can be visited upon others before the universe takes action, before some outside force decides that enough has been endured. I once thought that it was a question of balance, but I no longer believe that. I think that what I have done was out of all proportion to what was done to e, but that is the nature of revenge. it escalates. it cannot be controlled. One hurt invites another, on and on until the original injury is all but forgotten in the chaos of what follows.
I was a revenger once. I will be no more.
But this world is full of broken things.
-John Connoly


I am pretty happy right now. Happier than I have been in a while. It's funny how someone can come into your life out of nowhere and all the darkness that was constantly creeping around the edges fades away. She came out of nowhere and I didn't expect to be so impressed by her. To already have her in my thoughts constantly, and a little in my heart. It's all still early and you never know what tomorrow will be. But for now, for tonight, I am happy. And looking forward to seeing where this could go.