December 2010
Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated
I’m all alone, he said.
You’re not alone, she said, taking his head to her chest.
I am.
You’re not alone, she said. You only feel alone.
To feel alone is to be alone. That’s what it is.
Nothing
for the person who has everything.
Nothing is interesting if you’re not interested.
– Helen MacInness (via quote-book)
Short Story Number Three Hundred and Ten
keremmermutlu:
You once told me that you wanted to dissolve into the background forever, that you just wanted to watch people. You loved to watch people from far away and figure out their conversations. I remember how we filled in the conversations. They were always sad and strange, but they always ended well. I wish you hadn’t disappeared though. I never told you that I wanted to disappear...
twistedtheory:
I would love to meet people that have their mind straight and don’t bring problems into my life. I want to meet more people that think about the same things I do. Most of all, I want to meet more people with good hearts and good brains.
Getting a mini heart attack when someone texts you “Can I ask you...
– (via twistedtheory)
I cannot sleep without a blanket. No matter how hot/cold it is, I must sleep...
– (via twistedtheory)
Leave
People are always leaving me. This time, can I be the one to leave?
Solitude is herb tea and soft music. Solitude, quality solitude, is an assertion...
– Pearl Cleage (via happythings)
Happiness.
twistedtheory:
There’s a kind of happiness that you hide. A type of happiness that you get just because you made someone else happy. False happiness; the kind that you thought you’re contented and that you got what you wanted…but you’re not, you don’t. And a manner where you get that certain happiness from a person or maybe a place.
But the worse happiness I know is when you’ll just know it’s...
And this space between us, fills up with all the words we don’t and won’t say.
– (via whygodmadegirls)
And when I look back, it’s hard to imagine that there was ever a time but this.
– (via something-fierce)
If you don’t want to tell me everything, that’s fine. Just don’t lie to me.
– (via youreyesmakemeshy)
The awkward moment when you walk in a room and forgot why you went there.
– (via twistedtheory)
maybeiwasnaive:
We are all a volume on a shelf of a library, a story unto ourselves, never possibly described with one word or even very accurately with thousands. A person is never as quiet or unrestrained as they seem, or as bad or good, as vulnerable or as strong, as sweet or as fiesty; we are thickly layered, page upon lying page, behind simple covers. And love - it is not the book...
runawaytrain:
Happiness comes in many forms — in the company of good friends, in the feeling you get when you make someone else’s dream come true, or in the promise of hope renewed. It’s okay to let yourself be happy because you never know how fleeting that happiness might be.
— One Tree Hill
I wish I could Google anything. I’d search “where the fuck is my...
– (via bubbleteas)
aebm:
We always tend to look back on how we acted in the past. And usually the only words we can really say about ourselves is:
“Wow, I was really dumb”
Sometimes I blast my music so I won’t hear my thoughts, but it’s...
– (via twistedtheory)
I’m so tired of elevated hopes & failed expectations.
– (via poeticheartache)
That awkward moment when you’re the only one to realize it was an awkward...
– (via popping-popcorn)
28373.) I’m sick of being miserable because of other people.
– (via passporttolove)