"You should be angry. You must not be bitter. Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. It doesn’t do anything to the object of its displeasure. So use that anger. You write it. You paint it. You dance it. You march it. You vote it. You do everything about it. You talk it. Never stop talking it."

- Maya Angelou (via feminist-fairy)

"What did Time smell like? Like dust and clocks and people. And if you wondered what Time sounded like, it sounded like water running in a dark cave and voices crying and dirt dropping down upon hollow box lids, and rain. And, going further, what did Time look like? Time looked like snow dropping silently into a black room or it looked like a silent film in an ancient theater, one hundred billion faces falling like those New Year balloons, down and down into nothing."

- Ray Bradbury, The Martian Chronicles (via larmoyante)

"I am selfish, private and easily bored. Will this be a problem?"

- Neil Gaiman, A Study in Emerald (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

"If you want to kill yourself, kill what you don’t like. I had an old self that I killed. You can kill yourself too, but that doesn’t mean you got to stop living."

- Archie’s Final Project. Dir. David Lee Miller. (via wordsnquotes)

"Do you know how much thinking and feeling I’ve done? It’s terrible. And nothing’s come of it."

- Andrei Platonov, Happy Moscow (via hellanne)

"

Falling in love is a completely transcendent experience. It’s like eating pizza-flavored ice cream. Your brain can’t even process that level of joy. Deep down, our whole lives, no matter how low our self-esteem gets, we think, ‘I have a secret, special skill that no one knows about, and if they knew, they’d be amazed.’ And then eventually we meet someone who says, ‘You have a secret special skill.’

And you’re like, ‘I know! So do you!’

And they’re like, ‘I know!’

And then you’re like, ‘We should eat pizza ice cream together.’

And that’s what love is. It’s this giant mound of pizza flavored ice cream and delusion.

"

- Mike Birbiglia | Sleepwalk With Me

neverarebel asked:
I know how you feel about the sleep issue.. I'm sorry that's happening to you.

people tend to over-romanticize insomnia and the issues causing it in the first place, don’t they?

hope you and anyone else who reads this is getting more (better?) sleep than i am tonight.

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"

They call us the Millennials, Generation Y.
They call us lazy, self-centered, rotten strawberries, uncommitted, unaware.
Oh yes, I read the papers, too—scientific studies show the Millennials are contaminated with unprecedented levels of narcissism.
How dare we live our lives in a manner that fucks with the needs and expectations of Generation X?
There’s an easy answer, backed by scientific proof—we plead guilty on accounts of being certifiably insane.
Yes, I read the papers—scientific studies show the Millennials are plagued with unprecedented levels of anxiety,
Levels that would’ve had us committed to asylums if we had grown up alongside Generation X.

Generation X, you were the glory days, certainly.
The sudden rise of suburbia, white-picket fences, immaculate lawns sprawling green. And then you raised us in the zeitgeist of the American Dream.
And here we are, the insolent Youth of Generation Y doing our best to do our worst by having children out of wedlock,
By indulging in the pleasures of fucking before marriage because we are uninformed, stupid children who don’t know a thing about sanctity.
Yes, Generation X, you tell us you made love as if it were something sacrilegious, oh my fucking god, you swear you did.
But no amount of prayer will glue something shattered back together. After all, some of us have grown up as the products of your mistakes.

All children bear the scars and stretch marks of growing up. Stop spearing us on a pedestal built of ill-conceived expectations incompatible with the present time.
Quit trying to buff and polish away at the marks on your tarnished trophy. Take a good fucking look at what you’ve heaped your hopes and dreams upon, Generation X.
The ugly, marked surface of the gold doesn’t make for a very pretty reflection, does it?

"

- Dear Generation X, Fuck You, Too.

"That’s the way I feel, at least: like there’s a real me and a reflection of me, and I have no way of telling which is which."

- Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall (via larmoyante)

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"Have I mentioned that I expect death around every turn, that every blue sky has a safe sailing out of it, that every bus runs me over, that every low, mean syllable uttered in my direction seems to intimate the violence of murder, that every family seems like an opportunity for ruin and every marriage a ceremony into which calamity will fall and hearts will be broken and lives destroyed and people branded by the mortifications of love?"

- Rick Moody, Demonology: Stories (via larmoyante)