It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them. I was so preposterously serious in those days…Lightly, lightly—it’s the best advice ever given me. So throw away your baggage and go forward. There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet, trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair. That’s why you must walk so lightly. Lightly, my darling.
Aldous Huxley (via thewastedgeneration)
(Source: sol-psych, via embutter)
Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.
Charles Bukowski, Gamblers All (via larmoyante)
Not all toxic people are cruel and uncaring. Some of them love us dearly. Many of them have good intentions. Most are toxic to our being simply because their needs and way of existing in the world force us to compromise ourselves and our happiness. They aren’t inherently bad people, but they aren’t the right people for us. And as hard as it is, we have to let them go
. Life is hard enough without being around people who bring you down, and as much as you care, you can’t destroy yourself for the sake of someone else. You have to make your wellbeing a priority. Whether that means breaking up with someone you care about, loving a family member from a distance, letting go of a friend, or removing yourself from a situation that feels painful — you have every right to leave and create a safer space for yourself.
Daniell Koepke (via notebookings)
(Source: internal-acceptance-movement, via madokamaora)
The mimic warfare of the evening at last became as wearisome to me as the routine of school in the morning because I wanted real adventures to happen to myself. But real adventures, I reflected, do not happen to people who remain at home: they must be sought abroad.
James Joyce, Dubliners
Nine years. I won’t say it was perfect, but it’s helped me through a lot in life. Only time will tell which one of those characters I’ll be, and I’m excited to find out.
I’m running out of friends to go blow off some steam with at the bars. Girls, work, lack of interest. Guess I’m solo Guinness tonight…
Drunk on a Wednesday because my fucking interview recording is gone. Disappeared. There’s nothing left. Insufficient notes. Let down partner. Disappointed editor, now unwilling to act as a positive reference for jobs. Great. Awesome. Fuck.
Your faith fails you, and you replace it with rational thought. But there is no love in thought, nothing that lasts in deduction, only death in rationalism.
Stephen King. “The Dark Tower VI: Song Of Susannah”. (via fuckyeah-unclesteve)
Reality is a mystery, and the everyday texture of things is the cloth we draw over it to mask its brightness and darkness.
Stephen King. “Just After Sunset”. (via fuckyeah-unclesteve)