
if i look back, i am lost

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“But mainly I rage at myself for my own ability to let things slide because I’d rather be ‘nice’ than stand up for myself in an uncomfortable situation. My characters have streaks of fearlessness. I get a rush writing women who don’t care what you think. Probably to help me grow into being one.”
— Phoebe Waller-Bridge, on what makes her rage (via thequietclub)
It is a most wonderful comfort to sit alone beneath a lamp, book spread before you, and commune with someone from the past whom you have never met.
Yoshida Kenkō, A Cup of Sake Beneath the Cherry Trees (via larmoyante)
I haven’t been listening to myself lately. That small, tender voice chiming in when things aren’t right. She knows what’s best for me. I ignore her. My naivete tricks me. Disguising the truth and scattering the pieces everywhere. I desperately work to put them together, to make them fit my impossible puzzle. I’m prolonging reality. Holding on so tight.
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Cover of Takeo Doi’s The Anatomy Of Dependence (via here)
Try not to explain yourself to people who have no interest in understanding you. Accept their projection onto you, let them paint you however they want, be ok with it. This behavior is about THEM, not you.
“Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don’t be afraid.”
— Frederick Buechner (via purplebuddhaquotes)
I haven’t been listening to myself lately. That small, tender voice chiming in when things aren’t right. She knows what’s best for me. I ignore her. My naivete tricks me. Disguising the truth and scattering the pieces everywhere. I desperately work to put them together, to make them fit my impossible puzzle. I’m prolonging reality. Holding on so tight.
always remember that love will always come back to u. in a different form, different person, different hobby, different touch. but in any way, love will always come back.
in the back of the club arms folded cause i don’t agree with the music selection
5.16.16 - journal
For a second there, it really felt like I was going somewhere.