The best moments in reading are when you come across
something, a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things
that you’d thought special, particular to you. & here it is,
set down by someone else, a person you’ve never
maybe even someone long dead. & it’s as if a hand has
come out & taken yours.
I like not being a double zero in jeans unnaturally;
skeletons just aren’t my thing.
So what if I jiggle a bit,
confidence will give me all the happiness I need.
It’s okay if I’m not the hottest girl around,
as long as I have a decent personality,
I’ll be fine. I’ve lived, I’ve laughed, I’ve loved.
Maybe not in the ways people would appreciate,
but it’s been more than enough for me.
— Chloe Higashida
The pessimist sees difficulty in every opportunity. The optimist sees opportunity in every difficulty.” -Wiston Churchill
— Winston Churchill
The greater your capacity to love, the greater your capacity to feel pain.
confront the dark parts of yourself
and work to banish them with
illumination and forgiveness
your willingness to wrestle with your demons
will cause your angels to sing
use the pain as fuel
as a reminder of your strength
I know about the more in morphine, what it’s like to wake and feel like a chalk outline of yourself. I know about days passing so quickly that they don’t even wave, let alone stop and say hello. I know it’s been one of those months, one of those lifetimes, when you dream of a Laundromat, a place to unscrew your skull and toss your dirty thoughts into a machine, come back an hour later, your impulses all folded and clean. If I could, I’d have a scientist shrink me down and inject me into your bloodstream, and I’d go with a wash brush and suds bucket, scrub the opium out each one of your cells. I used to think I was tough because I could hold a machine gun of whisky to my cranium and take bullet after bullet to the brain. I used to think the greatest display of strength was lifting a hunk of metal in the air, but now I know it’s far more difficult to put something down.
Yes i knew he wasnt good. I knew he was bad, i just never knew really how bad. Never knew he was truly evil. That he was basically like a walking Satan on earth. None of his intentions are good, they never will be. He lies right through his teeth as much as he possibly can. But still i wanted to save him, and i was basically the only one left who could but he wouldnt give me that chance to save him then and i definately cant save him now. Truth is i don’t think he ever did or ever will want to be saved. Though now hes not even worth saving, because theres nothing left in him to save.
Art is to console those who are broken by life.
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