I don’t want people to matter to me too much. Sometimes it hurts too much to think about them. Ones you love who don’t love you, ones who are dead or hate you, ones who you think about but never get to be with. I like people ok but when I get too close, it fucks me up and I can’t get things done.
Henry Rollins, Smile, You’re Traveling (Black Coffee Blues Pt. 3)
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I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel.
Audrey Hepburn (via kgds)
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Stop letting people who do so little for you control so much of your mind, feelings, and emotions.
Will Smith (via airchrysalis)
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happy birthday to you, laaady! i will forever be grateful for your patience, support, and understanding. for how big your heart is and for your ability to love, no matter what. here’s to our last 13 years, and many more of our ridiculousness. love you best friend! @mylthieelaine
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Whatever comes, let it come,
what stays let stay,
what goes
let go. Papaji (via barbieandken)
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what stays let stay,
what goes
let go. Papaji (via barbieandken)
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Writers write. But writers more often than not are not writing. They are waiting to write, preparing to write, rehearsing, practicing, taking notes, outlining, reading. On top of the anxiety of writing (or not writing) is this other anxiety—that all the activities of the prelude, in reality, are not prelude at all, but a symphony of fiddling around, a divertimento of tuning up.
Susan Neville & Michael Martone (via thornculture)
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