“I know my head isn’t screwed on straight. I want to leave, transfer, warp myself to another galaxy. I want to confess everything, hand over the guilt and mistake and anger to someone else. There is a beast in my gut, I can hear it scraping away at the inside of my ribs. Even if I dump the memory, it will stay with me, staining me. My closest is a good thing, a quiet place that helps me hold these thoughts inside my head where no one can hear them.”—Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson (via thechocolatebrigade)
What do you do when the feeling you tried so hard to forget came back to you? What do you do when your heart kept on saying please while your heart kept on saying no? What do you do when you realize that nothing stays the same? So just think: it’s only permanent, nothing stays the same, this feeling will fade, this too shall pass. But until when are you going to push your problems away? How far can you run until you have no choice but to own up and go back…
“I hadn’t gotten old enough yet to realize that living sends a person not into the future but back into the past, to childhood and before birth, finally, to commune with the dead. You get older, you puff on the stairs, you enter the body of your father. From there it’s only a quick jump to your grandparents, and then before you know it you’re time-traveling. In this life we grow backwards.”—Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides (via thechocolatebrigade)
“But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human. So she was turned to a pillar of salt. So it goes. People aren’t supposed to look back. I’m certainly not going to do it anymore.”—Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse Five (via skin-n-bones)
So it came to me that you can’t hate someone deeply unless you loved them as much. And I’m so full of hate, so full of anger, so full of disgust. I don’t know when it’s gona end, cause deep down, deep down, deep down… sigh. They say time heals, but I’m starting to think that it’s one of those empty empty words.
“Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your destiny is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the Universe or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit down at the same table with its worst horrors.”—Andrew Boy (via silentsigh57)