Chaotic Harmony

I want you. Your bones. Your body heat. The bite marks your teeth leave. To see how bad and beautiful those eyes look beneath me.

We fear death, we shudder at life’s instability, we grieve to see the flowers wilt again and again, and the leaves fall, and in our hearts we know that we, too, are transitory and will soon disappear. When artists create pictures and thinkers search for laws and formulate thoughts, it is in order to salvage something from the great dance of death, to make something last longer than we do.

You have galaxies inside your head. Stop letting people tell you you cannot shine.

when ur friends dont find ur self depreciating jokes funny anymore but u cant stop

Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.

I have suffered enough from incomprehension and from the isolation one falls into when one says things that people do not understand.

Everyone thinks I’m showing off when I talk, ridiculous when I’m silent, insolent when I answer, cunning when I have a good idea, lazy when I’m tired, selfish when I eat one bite more than I should…