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mean, i always feel like a freak, because i'm never able to move on like... this! you know. people just have an affair, or even entire relationships... they break up and they forget! they move on like they would have changed brand of cereals! i feel i was never able to forget anyone i've been with. because each person have... their own, specific qualities. you can never replace anyone. what is lost is lost. each relationship, when it ends, really damages me. i never fully recover. that's why i'm very careful with getting involved, because... it hurts too much! even getting laid! i actually don't do that... i will miss on the other person the most mundane things. like i'm obsessed with little things. i see in them little details, so specific to each of them, that move me, and that i miss, and... will always miss. you can never replace anyone, because everyone is made of such beautiful specific details. ― before sunset.
i am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me; all day i feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity. ― silvia plath.
sometimes i can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives i'm not living. ― jonathan safran foer.
i am tired of myself in every way. all things, deep down to the secret of their roots, are stained by the color of my weariness. ― fernando pessoa.
please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. there are times when i will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand. ― silvia plath.
here's to the fools who dream, crazy as they may seem. ― la la land.
i want someone to tell me what to wear every morning. i want someone to tell me what to eat, what to like, what to hate, what to rage about, what to listen to, what band to like, what to buy tickets for, what to joke about, what not to joke about. i want someone to tell me what to believe in, who to vote for, and who to love, and how to tell them. i just think i want someone to tell me how to live my life, because so far i think i’ve been getting it wrong. ― fleabag.
no one is good or bad, but if you want, i’m the bad one. — possession.
seems like it's getting harder to believe in anything than just to get lost in all my selfish thoughts. — turn it off; paramore
my god, i'm so lonely. — nobody; mitski
i'm your star crossed lover. i lie here like a starless lover. i'll die here as your phantom lover. i never learn. — i never learn; lykke li
it's okay to say you've got a weak spot. you don't always have to be on top. — i am not a robot; marina
the truth is i am a toy that people enjoy 'til all of the tricks don't work anymore and then they are bored of me — liability; lorde
but i am in a garden tending to my own. so what do i care and what do you care if i grow? — roses/lotus/violet/iris; hayley williams
there are shadows in my dreams. storms that send me out to reach. — silhouette; birdy
in the darkness i will meet my creators and they will all agree, that i'm a suffocator. — smother; daughter