“You should have never done that.”
“You think if I hadn’t hurt her she’d be better off?”
“What ever she is now, it isn’t happy. Look into her eyes, you might’ve saved her from you but you left something there that that girl can never come back from.”
a line from a book I’ll never write….
I had all these things I wanted to do…
And I never did any of them.
I wanted to make movies.
I wanted to be business man.
At 21 years old I hadn’t even begun to reach any of those dreams.
All I was doing was losing sight of them. It’s make or break at this point. I got a shit job. A half shit life.
But either I’m going to make a name for myself or fade to grey.
"what doesn’t kill you
ruins your lungs
dries out all your tears
leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning
wishing you weren’t alive"
— c.c. (via debilitating)
And then I go out into the world and realize how much better off I am without other people and how everyone treats everyone.
Putting the blade on the table, he
flicked it with a finger
and it whirled
in a flashing circle
under the light.
who the hell is going to save
as the knife stopped spinning
the answer came:
you’re going to have to
— Charles Bukowski (via chipotlechickenburrito)
you never feel really alone until your mom leaves on a plane to run away
and your dad follows up by telling you he’s moving out Wednesday.
I don’t even know anymore.
"Write to write. Write because you need to write. Write to settle the rage within you. Write with an internal purpose. Write about something or someone that means so much to you, that you don’t care what others think."
— Isn’t It Pretty To Think So? (Nick Miller)
(Source: wordsthat-speak, via jennaxtorileigh)