Maybe I'll Find It...one Day.

And then it's even more exhausting trying to be an asshole when you know that you still will always care! Gah!

I always care and I’m tired now.

Opinion is really the lowest form of human knowledge. It requires no accountability, no understanding. The highest form of knowledge is empathy, for it requires us to suspend our egos and live in another’s world. It requires profound purpose larger than the self kind of understanding.

Plato, The Republic (via theliteraryjournals)

It would be heavenly....

Dostoevsky, The Idiot

Caspar David Friedrich, Gartenterrasse, 1811

(Collage: instagram @emmalinatotes)

I FUCKIN’ WISH!

I would say more of an error but yeah, agreed

“Without music, life would be a mistake.”

— Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols

I'm not gonna lie.... I do feel this. From when I was kid, I'd always mimic the MCs in anime and cartoons. I personally loved the timeskips because for me, it was like I'm growing and learning along with them, showing off my newly acquired skills and feeling like others as well as myself could see those changes. But now... I'm moving faster than them... too fast but also too slow. There's now a disconnect in what I watch and its a quiet heartbreak that I've aged past them... Damn.

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

How I think my day is going versus how its really going...

the transition im crying

Mah girls... you work those suits!

Mamamoo + Suits

"Don't feathers grow more vivid in the Spring? Doesn't the leaves become red in the fall?

It might be that you've unknowingly changed to a different color along with the surrounding scenery."

Captain Rebecca from MINDHACK the Video Game

I buried the hatchet, but still find myself occasionally running my fingers over the edge as a reminder not to get close to you anymore...