Quotes by : Justin Wetch

Question marks are met with periodsBy people full of arroganceThey have every answer, nothing mysteriousAnd....

We talk so much yet we have nothing to say.

Sleepless nightsSpent looking at the ceilingSearching in those etched patternsFor some sort of adhesiveTo....

Call me obsessed, color me consumedI’ve always been the type to noticeThe smell of a rose in bloom,But....

As joy dwindles with the yearsI wistfully recallWhen the christmas treeLooked ten feet tallAnd the presents....

You are my drug of choiceI know you’re no good for meAnd though I swear my lipsWill never touch you....

Every breath we take from the airTakes oxygen from an insect’s lungs mid-prayerAnd every exhalation....

Fate is the cruelest of masters, takingLife when it pleases or at random, handingRigged decks to whom....

Under a night’s skyFilled with a hundred billion starsIs it so crazy to believeOur paths were destined....

What a cruel irony it is, that we get to choose our thoughts but not our feelings.