Bright Lights, Dull City

Wednesday:   I must not be afraid.

[…] and I passionately want to caress the sky without letting anyone know except you.

i tried to kill my mind but here you are again

Saying “you don’t have anything to be depressed about, your life is great” is like saying “what do you mean you have asthma? there is loads of air in here.”

Look, all men are prepared to accomplish the incredible if their ideals are threatened. But no one is ready when a new ideal, a new and perhaps dangerous and ominous impulse, makes itself felt. The few who will be ready at that time and who will go forth—will be us. That is why we are marked—as Cain was—to arouse fear and hatred and drive men out of a confining idyl into more dangerous reaches. All men who have had an effect on the course of human history, all of them without exception, were capable and effective only because there were ready to accept the inevitable.

Not all girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice. Some girls are made of sarcasm and wine and nothing is fine.