life

• one bullet is a lifetime supply
• to begin to live is to begin to die
• it is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. it is in fact true. it’s called living. | terry pratchett
• every moment of your life is lived for the future--you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get a nice house so you can afford to send your kids to college so they can get a good job so they can get a nice house so they can afford to send their kids to college. | margo roth spiegelman, paper towns, john green
• one day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. and then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. and then someday is yesterday. and this is your life.
• everyone’s just looking for reasons to wake up and get out of bed, some do it for nothing but a kiss, perhaps a cup of coffee, others have a harder time; no train to catch, no hand to hold, no reasons at all.

feeling

• it’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. we have no scar to show for happiness. | diary, chuck palahniuk
• pain is weakness leaving the body
• people do not die from suicide; they die from sadness

advice

• have more than you show / speak less than you know. | king lear, shakespeare
• this is why you should never, ever get your hopes up. this is why you should see the glass as half empty. so when the whole thing spills, you aren’t as devastated. | something borrowed, emily giffin

love

• whisper a dangerous secret to someone you care about. now they have the power to destroy you, but they won’t. this is what love is. | welcome to night vale

suicides

• things just seemed to go too wrong too many times. | tony hancock
• the sadness will last forever | vincent van gogh

god

• there might be a god, clary, and there might not, but i don't think it matters. either way we're on our own. | jace herondale, city of bones, cassandra clare
• if everything is caused by fate, then god must be incredibly unfair and cruel. | mawaru penguindrum

myself

• i am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than i. | sylvia path
• i am gone quite mad with the knowledge of accepting the overwhelming number of things i can never know, places i can never go, and people i can never be. | sylvia path
• i woke up this morning for three minutes. i rolled out of bed, put on my slippers, and stared at myself in the bathroom mirror. that was all I could take. i went back to sleep. i didn’t go back to bed. i just went back to sleep. i slept all day. i sleep most days. i’m asleep when i go to school, asleep when i’m telling the barista which form of caffeine i prefer. it never wakes me up, but i spend $3.50 on it anyway. i’m asleep when my professors are talking, asleep when i go to the store to pick up milk. sometimes i wake up, but it’s terrifying so i go back to sleep right away. i want to wake up. i want to have a reason to wake up. | marianna paige

just

• i go to seek a great perhaps | francois rabelais