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“I wanted to be physically erased and start over again. I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t want to be there. I guess I wanted to be nowhere, I wanted to listen to my brain talk inside of nothingness. I wanted to be untouchable and have no need.”
— David Wojnarowicz, from Close to the Knives: A Memoir of Disintegration (via unpetalled)
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Being able to remember you, and recall all those memories; to be able to pen them down, and present it to the world.
Cannot tell if it is a boon or a bane.
But it surely feels like dragging a corpse around through a bacchanal along with its legacy.
my heart goes out to anyone who was made to feel stupid for caring too much. anyone who was laughed at or "cringed" at for being themselves. anyone who cried silently so they don't be a burden. anyone whose love was taken for granted. anyone who feels unsafe in their own bodies. to anyone who felt devastated because others failed to be humane enough. it's not you, it's them. i hope you find a way to love yourself again. you're not alone. you're important.
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Your turn to chop. My turn to cook. Your turn to die for love. My turn to resurrect.
Leonard Cohen, from Book of Longing
-Oscar Wilde
“It’s gonna be okay!”
“It’s gonna be okay!”
“It’s gonna be okay!”
“But when? Hasn’t it been a lifetime already?”
after breaking me into pieces,
they asked with sore politeness,
“how are you holding up?”
The story both starts and ends with the exact same sentence, the last in a sad way. “She smiled at me, like any stranger would.”
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i say ‘anyway’ and ‘so like’ to start sentences the entire day as if i were havin the same conversation even though i am speaking to totally different people and the truth is i am having one conversation it is just a constant dialogue with me and the universe and whatever victims it offers me
I will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence, and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong.
Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters (A Series of Unfortunate Events)
after all, this world is not that bad to live in;
we still have magic, we still have music!
Don’t be a “maybe”. It’s either Hell Yes or Fucking No.
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You miss your childhood too, right? The innocence, the blooming heart, the lust of exploring the secrets of the world, and that one concealed hobby.
Well here we are, adulting, trying to act our age, doing the 'right' thing. The innocence is gone, the heart is just pumping up blood, there is no time to explore the world, and that hobby is long lost. All that's left is a human, dead inside, but with an excellent society rating.
But still, at times, we are our true selves. We go far away to an unknown land; to explore the secrets of the world; to be that child again. And in one of these getaways, love unexpectedly crosses our way. We are spellbound and contented. But this is not our happy ending, is it?
The compulsion of blending with society takes us back. We wear the mask again, mute the heart, push the love away, and wrap our emotions back like an airport sandwich. Now, it feels as if the getaway was just a myth. As if we were not acting right.
Since when being ourselves start seeming like an act? Is it us or the ways we have been schooled to conduct? Probably both?
The only sure thing is that we are not ready yet — for being in love, for being that child, for being ourselves.
Not until there is peace; between the heart and the brain!
It's not a crime to annotate books. But it's a crime to not read them.
