This Mess We're In by PJ Harvey feat. Thom Yorke
"What I had been afraid of was true. I was going to be left. There was something mysterious the matter with me, something that could not be put right like bad breath or overlooked like pimples, and everybody knew it, and I knew it; I had known it all along. But I had not known it for sure, I had hoped to be mistaken. Certainty rose inside me like sickness." Alice Munro, “Red Dress—1946” (via larmoyante)
"I see you, and I know that my dreams are right, right a thousand times over, just as your dreams are. It is life and reality that are wrong, I understand it only too well, your dislike of politics, your despondence over the chatter and antics of the parties and the press, your despair over the war, the one that has been and the one that is to be, over all that people think, read, and build today, over the music they play, the celebrations they hold, the education they carry on. Whoever wants to live and enjoy his life today must not be like you and me. Whoever wants music instead of noise, joy instead of pleasure, soul instead of gold, creative work instead of business, passion instead of insipidity, finds no home in this trivial world of ours" Steppenwolf by Herman Hesse (via thechocolatebrigade)
"when the boys pull your hair and push you to the ground
during recess
I promise not to tell you that it’s because they like you.
when the teachers call home to tell me that
you pushed them to the ground after you
I’ll take you out of school early and buy
you your favorite ice cream.
when you get older and the boys
try to touch you when you don’t want to be touched
I’ll look at you like the sun when you come home
with anger in your fists.
they all tell you not to fight fire with fire
but that is only because they are afraid of your flames.
when the boys yell after you like hyenas
you yell back, baby.
I will not teach you to be afraid of your anger
so that you look for it in others.
I will not make you be the better person
because you already are.
you wanna fight ‘em? fight ‘em.
don’t you dare apologize for the fierce love
you have for yourself
and the lengths you go to preserve it.
when the boys try to tell you to soften up
I hope you make them bleed with your edges.
I hope you remember that you are not theirs
that their disappointment in you is not yours.
when the boys come to your door with pretty words and
angry eyes
I hope you show them the anger in yours.
I hope you show them just how strong your mommy
thinks you are.
I hope you show them the animal they can’t always
see in their own reflection.
when the boys come with the intention of hurting you
my advice will always stay the same, my darling:
give ‘em hell."
when the boys come | Caitlyn S. (via friendzonked)

― Mr. Nobody (2009)"As long as you don’t choose, everything remains possible."
"I constantly tell myself ‘I’m done’ but then I find myself trying again."

Phil Bergerson - Shards of America (2004)

It’s funny that he left on the day Amy passed away. 
prisoner of dreams
"That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet."
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