288. IF I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU IN PERSON, I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU IN MY DREAM EITHER. I DON'T CARE WHAT MY SUBCONSCIOUS IS "TELLING ME", MY SUBCONSCIOUS IS AN IDIOT.
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262. YOUR FAKE TAN IS NOT ATTRACTIVE. IN FACT, YOU LOOK A BIT LIKE AN OOMPA-LOOMPA AND PEOPLE WERE DISAPPOINTED WHEN THEY REALIZED YOU COULDN'T SING AS WELL AS ONE.
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I was trying to have an insight, and all I could think of was that I’d backed myself into a corner, and the corner was me.
— John Welter (Night of the Avenging Blowfish: A Novel of Covert Operations, Love, and Luncheon Meat)
I’d like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over.
May no fate wilfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love:
I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.
— Robert Frost
even something so great can bend over and break
Last night I stood in between thousands of people and still felt alone.
This sleeplessness, hopelessness, I don’t know where they came from.
All I know it’s getting damn hard to smile.
I start to feel like I can’t maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. And I wish I knew what was wrong. Maybe something about how stupid my whole life is. I don’t know. Why does the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, the need to put a happy face on sorrow, the need to keep on keeping on?… I don’t know the answer, I know only that I can’t. I don’t want any more vicissitudes, I don’t want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I’ve had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted.
— Elizabeth Wurtzel
Sometimes when our friends ask us if we’re okay, we tend to lie, because we know that telling them the whole story is just going to break our heart once more. So we might as well just lie and say we’re fine.
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…if you’ve been up all night and cried till you have no more tears left in you - you will know that there comes, in the end, a sort of quietness. You feel as if nothing is ever going to happen again.
— C.S. Lewis (via those-tinyfolk)(via apologies) (via ursofuckinspecial) (via ka-thea-han) (via pieces)
Zombie Lolcat
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LOVE THIS.
One of my favorites.
What would you do for someone who loved you like this?
People spend too much time thinking of the past. Whatever else it is, it’s gone.
— The Man Without a Face (via filmquotes)
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