(via spongebobssquarepants)
You can meet someone tomorrow who has better intentions for you than someone you’ve known for years, time means nothing; character does.
(via spongebobssquarepants)
(via sadellite)
(via spongebobssquarepants)
“I’ve never been afraid of loneliness because I’ve never felt the need to justify my feelings to myself. I accept the muteness of feeling too. I have huge respect for my own silence. I let it speak. I allow time to do its trick and lead me back to myself. I don’t want just anyone to share life and myself with me. But I want life. Life, at all cost. And I want to feel wanted, needed and loved by someone as alive in spirit as me.”
“I acted out my own destructiveness.”
“She laughs as she lives, openly and freely. Her anxiety propels her outward, into action, imagery, and fervor. Her emotional gyrations are full and complete, like a state of euphoria so natural it does not leave a hangover. She is as fluid as mercury, which can move in all directions and yet not be divided. She is illumined with high feeling and a capacity for empathy.”
“She has a horror of being counseled, advised, instructed by anyone. Her independence is fiercely defended. Her impulses, thoughts, opinions are spontaneous and always a surprise. Nothing seems to have patterned her, and she grows like a wild flower, in any color or form she pleases.”
“But who saved me from the truth? No one ever spared me that. The world needs the truth. No matter how painful. Because when people bury the truth it festers.”
(via sadellite)
(via manolescent)
(via manolescent)
“There is a reason why I’ve been coming across as cold and detached. You are, deep down, perflectly aware of it. Have fun trying to manipulate my feelings better next time. The thing is – It won’t work. It never does. Not with me.”
“A white world outside. Clarity. Clarity. Recently I cannot bear the white expanse of my lucidities. Everyone else around me descends into chaos, inchoate lethargy, into fogs of the mind, temporary releases from lucidity. Some links, some bridges sustained and maintained by great effort are slipping from me. No rest, no refuge, no escape, no pause from awareness.”