“Being alone was lonely, but there was an even greater loneliness sometimes when he was surrounded by a lot of other people who were constantly making demands of him. He needed a break.”—Big Fish; Daniel Wallace (via tinydancers)
then you stick your middle finger in the air and say screw it. my happiness doesnt depend on others anymore. i'm happy because i love who i am. i love my flaws,i love my imperfections. they make me,me. and 'me' is pretty amazing. :)
Me: Can I use the bathroom? Teacher: I don't know, can you? Me: When I was using "can" I was using its secondary model form as a verbal modifier asking for permission, as opposed to expressing an ability. I thought since you were a teacher you'd know that. My bad. MAY I use the restroom?
I know you don’t think of me, and you certainly would never picture us together.. but probably peanut butter was just peanut butter before someone ever thought of pairing it up with jelly. And there was salt, but it started to taste better when there was pepper. And what’s the point of butter without bread? Anyway, by myself I’m nothing special. But with you, I think I could be..
Because giving up is a thousand times easier than caring and getting hurt over and over again. Because giving up means that you don’t have to try getting the attention of someone who has already let you go. Because giving up means I can quit.
not really broken, but something like it. maybe just smashed, or thrown off a building. something similar, but less intense.
nonetheless, i feel the same way i did last summer. just a little less intense.
less intense, less intense. maybe because it’s different. the guys were different, yet so much alike. maybe that’s why i was drawn to him. and still am. if i feel the same way, and am getting the same results, why do i keep hanging on, trying?
this just proves my hypothesis: people are useless. they’re nothing but pain. sure there’s love, but not as much as hurt. hurt always outweighs everything else. it lasts longer, you feel it more. shit goes deeper. i hate everyone. i’m tired of people. they’re so predictable, so stupid, so selfish, so hurtful. no one really means anything to me anymore.
i just want to sleep.
i don’t think i could give a fuck about anyone, or anything, anymore
even if i tried.
You saved me the time and effort of having to type this yo. Isn’t the feeling fucking wonderful?