"Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another."

Ernest Hemingway (via itsquoted)

"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed"

Happy birthday Ernest Hemingway, b. on this day in 1899 (via penamerican)

"Our eyes meet as we first meet each other for the very first time across the room, and from that moment, I knew I wanted her. I go up to her and we start talking, and I wonder; does she want to be mine? As I learn about her life and listen to her stories I begin to feel a more intense feeling for her. I wanted her when I saw her but now I can’t be without her. That thought made me sick. Before we parted ways at the end of class I asked her if she would go to a movie on Friday and she said yes. The excitement ran through my body and I was at a loss for words. Nervously, I said, “alright, cool.” I told her I’d text her with the details and I walked away, when I realized I hadn’t gotten her number. I turned around and told her I needed it being quite embarrassed. As she gave it to me, she had a smile on her face that wasn’t going away and we awkwardly said goodbye.
The night of the movie, I picked her up in my car at eight thirty for a nine fifteen showing of a romantic movie. I knocked on the door and she answered. In a state of awe I told her how beautiful she looked as she blushed, smiled, and said thank you. I open the door for her as we approached my car and she smiles and says thank you. As we watch the movie, I look over at her hand and interlock her fingers between mine. The smile on her face returned and so does mine. The movie ends and we sit there for a minute, but I look at her and her eyes connect again like the first time we met. We stare at each other for a few seconds and slowly move in for that first, wonderful kiss. After the kiss we both let out a small giggle and I find myself with the uncontrollable smile while blushing more than ever before.
That night began some of the best months of my life. They felt too good to ever end. The way she made me feel was unbelievable. I felt like Aladdin and her like Jasmine. We were like Jack and Rose in the Titanic. Like Hazel and Gus in the Fault in Our Stars. The smiles on our faces were like the first time we met for our entire time together. Until the day came that the smile left our faces and she ended the months of happiness to begin months of sadness. It all ended as quickly as a snap of the finger and we didn’t know what to do with ourselves. All of the sudden everything changes, and we realized even the best things in life come to an end. But when one thing comes to an end, it makes room for another good thing to replace it."