You're just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird
"You gotta have rules for your own life. They don’t have to make sense to other people, but you need to have boundaries that you have created for yourself and will not bend on. There is no need to have a million personal dealbreakers, but there is also no need to have none, either."
“It’s not that he was ashamed, or even that he thought he was doing something wrong, because he knew that what he was doing was right, more right than anything he saw anyone do, and he knew that doing right often means feeling wrong, and if you find yourself feeling wrong, you’re probably doing right. But he also knew that there is an inflationary aspect to love, and that should his mother, or Rose, or any of those who loved him find out about each other, they would not be able to help but feel of lesser value. He knew that I love you also means I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love, and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else. He knew that it is, by love’s definition, impossible to love two people.” —Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer (via quote-book)
If I forget, won’t you wake me up? Remind me not to feel a thing
It's pathetic. It's impossible.
The obvious door opens nothing. Nothing, nothing left, nothing left
There are so many skirts under the table, none of these long legs are mine. She calls around finds me crying, wish I were capable of lying sometimes
You desired my attention but denied my affections
I'll send you my love on a wire. Lift you up, everytime
You'll take a ride from anyone
“We play the part of heroes because we’re cowards, the part of saints because we’re wicked: we play the killer’s role because we’re dying to murder our fellow man: we play at being because we’re liars from the moment we’re born.” —Jean-Paul Sartre (via tameourways) (via senjensenjensen) (via jmek) (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
Must have lost my mind when I lost the car keys
You touch her skin and then you think that she is beautiful, but she don't mean a thing to me