To be happy, we must not be too concerned with others.– Albert Camus (via ignore-alienorders)
koto-mi: 誰もがきっと心の どこかに 隠された闇を持っているもの Everyone surely has darkness Hidden somewhere in their heart
I got a mosquito bite on my leg, it’s officially the beginning of summer. And all I did was step outside of my house for a bit to talk to my friend, we didn’t even sit on my porch and count all the drunk people that pass by like we used to do at three in the morning.. and I still got bitten. Words cannot describe my hatred for summer.
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Addiction is tricky. For example: a man who quit smoking for 11 years spent 15...– (via cumpressing)
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Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters...– Kahlil Gibran (via quote-book)
Whatever comes, let it come, what stays let stay, what goes let go.– Papaji (via barbieandken)
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My mother said I must always be intolerant of ignorance but understanding of...– Maya Angelou (via immobulus)
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如今我真分不清自己的心是好是坏 我知道事情并不是黑或白，而是灰 可发现我冰冷的手跟大脑串通一气 把我一步一步地推向地狱 Now I cannot tell whether my heart is good or bad I know most things are not black or white, but grey But I found my cold hands in complicity with my mind Pushing me step by step into hell
Loneliness is not lack of company, loneliness is lack of purpose.– Guillermo Maldonado (via stxxz)
app-eun: “I think love is something that gets more distant the more you go after it. Just stay where you are now.“ - Kang Gary
When trying to accomplish something serious, I liked to do it myself. Having to...– Haruki Murakami - The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via murakamistuff)
fracturedbone: I was told I was an avid reader. Talented in figuring out what the text meant. So quick in obtaining the moral So rapid in obtaining the meaning But when it came to reading minds I was dyslexic. And when it came to reading emotions I was illiterate. Darling please, sit beside me Teach me how to read.
It has been a beautiful fight. Still is.– Charles Bukowski (via williamtellme)
thechocolatebrigade: ““Are you anybody else’s missing piece?” “Not that i know of.” “Well, maybe you want to be your own piece?” “I can be someone’s and still my own.”” — Shel Silverstein
I find that most people worth knowing are fucked up in some way or another.– Jonathan Tropper (via 13thmoon)
I want to thank you for never being there anymore. Your absence has forced me to...– Unknown (via eternellement-reconnaissant)
Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be.– Clementine Paddleford (via blua)
buddhacoffee: “the first word I teach my daughter will be “no” she will sing it to me and scream it at me and I will never tell her to quiet down she will say it when I tell her to go to bed when I tell her she can’t have anymore candy or watch anymore television “no” will be my daughter’s favorite word not only will I teach her how to say it but I will teach her to repeat it over and over...
I felt empty: the kind of emptiness that’s sad but not distressed, pitying but...– Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts (via thechocolatebrigade)
cygnes: “Accepting a loss of control is control.” six word stories: #83
I decided on you, don’t you get that? I decided on you. I don’t want to go...– Charlie Dattolo, Girls (via hwippedcream)
‘I don’t want to lose you. His voice almost a whisper. Seeing his haggard...– The Rescue (via drapetomania)
He looked at me like I was crazy. Most of my lovers do, and that’s partly why...– Jeanette Winterson (via 1112pm)
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1112pm: I don’t have time to be in love Kissing you on the cheek, 200 times a week I don’t have time to be in love Watching a foreign film, feet on the windowsill I don’t have time to be in love Way too much candlelight, keeping me warm at night I don’t have time to be in love Cooking a meal for two, climbing all over you I don’t have time to be in love Holding you to my chest, feeling your...
I like you, but not too much. I don’t want to like anybody too much.– Sylvia Plath (via durianseeds)