January 2012
116 posts
Mantra to live by: “Like I give a fuck”
I wonder
whats wrong with me
sometimes
i just keep
wanting to go deeper and...
– Daul Kim (via thechocolatebrigade)
If you know someone who’s depressed, please resolve never to ask them why....
– Stephen Fry (via thechocolatebrigade)
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It isn’t what you have, or who you are, or where you are, or what you are...
– Dale Carnegie
You want to know that you’re not insane, that there are other 24-year-olds have...
– What 20-Somethings Want (via youvegotspiders)
kelvinween:
I move on by pretending I don’t care anymore, and for a while, it works. But then there’s always something that triggers my feelings again. A word, memory, aroma, dream. And then my feelings just come rushing back to me and they push me back, like a strong wind. The entire time I was only trying to move forward, but instead I got pushed a step back.
I knew that I was dying. Something in me said, go ahead, die, sleep, become as...
– Charles Bukowski, The Last Night of the Earth Poems (via beautyisanillusion)
I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them,...
– (via jaeru)
Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?
– Albert Camus (via beautyisanillusion)
He wished passionately for oblivion, to be at rest, to be dead… Was there any...
– Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha (via hermannhesse)
I want to be like water. I want to slip through fingers, but hold up a ship.
– Michelle Williams (via forgot-forgotten)
I know you have a little life in you yet, I know you have a lot of strength...
– Greg Laswell (via sabbathi)
People, I thought, wanted security. They couldn’t bear the idea of death being a...
– Looking for Alaska (via ahouseoforchids)
unfreshing:
Hey you know what would be pretty cool right now dying
Never expect to outgrow lonliness. Never hope to find people who will understand...
– White Oleander by Janet Fitch (via thechocolatebrigade)
When I was a kid—10, 11, 12, 13—the thing I wanted most in the world was a best...
– Fiona Apple (via jaeru)
I love you. I love your soft voice, the delicate little roads of your mind. I...
– Anonymous (via venula)
Great. Another thing to add to my list of what’s wrong with me.
It was their contempt for their own blackness that gave the first insult its...
– The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison (via thechocolatebrigade)
I told her once I wasn’t good at anything. She told me survival is a talent.
– Girl, Interrupted by Susanna Kaysen (via thechocolatebrigade)