"I want to be alone and I want people to notice me - both at the same time"
— Thom Yorke (via vorin)
(Source: black-wolves, via phenomical)
I remember reading this part in the bathtub, crying one of those loud, shameless cries.
(via yourfellowclassmate)
"I think I figured out the most important thing and I don’t want to make this sound negative at all but, in the best way possible, I frickin give up. I give up. You can’t try to make your life perfect. I’m just trying to have a good time and I’m just trying to appreciate the things that I have around me. I give up on the dream dream. I think it’s all a dream. I think it’s all wonderful and terrible. And I give up. In the nicest way."
— Fiona Apple (via dyingfiction)
(via livmealone)
"I just - I stopped. I focused 150% of my energy on my happiness. On, ‘What do you want to do, what is it that you really want’[…] There’s no way to convince people of your greatness […] Whatever it is that you want to be, you have to know it inside and knife-fight your way to your dream."
— Lady Gaga on dropping her cocaine habit in favor of actively pursuing her career.
(Source: theconversation.tv)
So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was a drizzle and she was a hurricane.
-Looking For Alaska, p. 88
“Why?” asked her companion. “Why do you love him when you ought not to?”
Edna, with a motion or two, dragged herself on her knees before Mademoiselle Reisz, who took the glowing face between her two hands.
“Why? Because his hair is brown and grows away from his temples; because he opens and shuts his eyes, and his nose is a little out of drawing; because he has two lips and a square chin, and a little finger which he can’t straighten from having played baseball too energetically in his youth. Because - “
“Because you do, in short,” laughed Mademoiselle. “What will you do when he comes back?” she asked.
“Do? Nothing, except feel glad and happy to be alive.”
-The Awakening, page 110
music is a piece by Beethoven introduced to me in my history class - i think it’s really beautiful.
Have written more than a hundred pages and not gotten anywhere yet. My calendar is getting confused. That must have been around August 15, 1947. Don’t think I can go on. Heart, head - everything. Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita. Repeat til the page is full, printer.
-Lolita, page 109
Droll thing life is - that mysterious arrangement of merciless logic for a futile purpose. The most you can hope from it is knowledge of yourself - that comes too late - a crop of unextinguishable regrets.
-Heart of Darkness, p. 106
"I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their good intellects."
— The Picture of Dorian Gray
"I like to touch myself on couches. I do it in a lot of my music videos. It is very true to my life."
— lady gaga
