January 2012
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You worry too much about not being good enough for anyone. That is the least of my concerns, if at all. Every one is so fixated on being accepted by someone else… while I easily watch them fail… thinking, No one really knows anyone. If I worry, I worry too much of never attaining the ideals I’ve dreamt up for myself. It’s all about me here, just like them, the difference is that I...
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Once dreary and always dreamy, I am peaceful and comfortably sitting in your lap like a cat, listening to your intriguing thoughts.
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It took me a good three years to realize the attributes I do not appreciate in someone I were to love. Thank you for constantly reminding me, but I do not feel one bit guilty about being who I am or the decisions I made. I am not changing anything to meet your standards or to make you feel any less lonely or miserable. Life is short, to keep doing the same thing over and over again.
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“I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my...”
– Nietzsche (via juiceboxes)
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“She’d go on as if nothing had happened. That was the devilish part of her — this...”
– Virginia Woolf, Mrs Dalloway (via naomicreys)
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