"I certainly believe we all suffer damage, one way or another. How could we not, except in a world of perfect parents, siblings, neighbours, companions? And then there is the question on which so much depends, of how we react to the damage: whether we admit it or repress it, and how this affects our dealings with others. Some admit the damage, and try to mitigate it; some spend their lives trying to help others who are damaged; and then there are those whose main concern is to avoid further damage to themselves, at whatever cost. And those are the ones who are ruthless, and the ones to be careful of."
- Julian Barnes
May 14
May 6
You showed him all the best of you But I’m afraid your best Wasn’t good enough And know he never wanted you At least not the way You wanted yourself to be loved And you feel like you were a mistake He’s not worth all those tears that won’t go away
-Boyce Avenue “Broken Angel”
"No matter how careful you are, there’s going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn’t experience it all. There’s that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should have been paying attention. Well get used to that feeling. That’s how your whole life will feel like someday"
- Chuck Palahniuk
May 5
When we’re children we go through life with open eyes and minds, trying to see and grasp as much as we can of the world around us. Our days are not measured by seconds ticking away or deadlines rushing past. Mere weeks seem like years, year become eons and decades are as unfanthomable as eternity. But as we grow up fewer things interest us, they become everyday occurrences we tune out. And as we begin to notice less of our surroundings, our days seem to shorten. At first almost unnoticeable, until suddenly we realize that weeks flash by like the colorful cars we no longe notice. Years strut past us like the pedestrians we’re no longer interested in, and for the first time we wonder how so much time could have just passed us by like that. The lifetime ahead of us we once thought of as infinite no longer appears limitless. So cherish every ray of sunshine that warms your heart, every drop of rain caressing your face and every unforeseen smile directed your way.
May 5
"Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything.
They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting your fix."
- Karen Marie Moning
May 2
May 2
And then she says, I can’t try anymore of it Your love breaks my heart so I suggest we just get on with it
Oh, with the world in the corner I will still adore you as before we were in love with the torture, broken in a garden of war
-Mark Hole “Torture Garden”
"Still, the longer I was around her, the more I could see the colours of her mind and the recesses of her heart. There was a beast in there. But there was also a girl who was afraid of being a beast, and who wondered if other people had beasts in their hearts too. There was strength, and there was also just the determination to look strong. She guarded herself like a secret."
- Jodi Lynn Anderson
Apr 28
Apr 26
Out of my life, out of my mind Out of the tears, we can’t deny We need to swallow all our pride And leave this mess behind
Out of my head, out of my bed Out of the dreams we had, they’re bad Tell them it’s me who made you sad Tell them the fairytale gone bad
-Sunrise Avenue “Fairytale Gone Bad”
"Time has taught me not to lose hope, yet not to trust too much in hope either. Hope is cruel, and has no conscience."
- Carlos Ruiz Zafón
Apr 26
It is hard to live in a world where the important things matter so little and all that is insignificant and petty increasingly defines our existence. How is it that in the wake of insecurities, greed, jealousy and ego-centrism, we forgot what makes us truly human - our capacity to love and forgive. How is it that in the world we live in today everybody is so focused on their own realm of problems and intervals of loneliness that we dismiss those of others? Not realising that all it takes is for us to reach out and share our burden. Why are we condemning ourselves to fight this battle alone? A battle we wouldn’t be in if we had not let our vices gotten the better of us. Imagine two men in the desert, one, sufficiently equipped with water, is starving and the other dying of thirst with a loaf of bred in his hand, both doomed to die because they are too proud to ask the other for help. Perhaps also too absorbed with their own miserable situation to look around and realize that they could be helping someone and possibly be helped in return. How simple it could be for everyone to be happy and yet, thanks to human nature, absolutely unattainable.
