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- let go, give these ghosts a new home. let's bury our past and our fears and all these bones. cause this is my life, i will not run in circles, ending where i start.
- people tell stories to cope with their fears. all art and myths are just creations to give us a sense of control over things we’re scared of. afraid of dying? create reincarnation. afraid of evil? create a benevolent god who sends evil doers to hell.
- rudeness is merely an expression of fear. people fear they won’t get what they want. the most dreadful and unattractive person only needs to be loved, and they will open up like a flower.
- and i eat men like air.
- i've had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower i can't quite make out what it is. (charles bukowski)
- those who cannot conceive of friendship as a substantive love but only as a disguise or elaboration of eros betray the fact that they have never had a friend.
- people who need people are threatened by people who don’t. the idea of seeking contentment alone is heretical, for society steadfastly decrees that our completeness lies in others.
- don't you worry about me i'll be fine if i can breath / take my breath away you know i'm bound to choke
- maybe this is why boys like him - boys so desperate for love they’ve forgotten the pain that comes after - should just accept that some things are meant to be fantasies.
- i am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. no one knows me or loves me completely. i have only myself.
- everyone has their own circumstances do deal with. and until you know the circumstances they're in you can't tell people how to live their lives. i'm sure you have something like that about you, too. something that others can't understand about you, but you can't help. that's why you can't judge people willy-nilly.
- everyone you'll ever meet knows something you don't.
sep 22 2016 ∞
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