we live in a society where obnoxiousnes is covered in smiles, rudeness in less rude words, bad intentions in the usage of nice words and lies
“I mean, we’re all trying to find out who the hell we are, aren’t we?”
— Robert Ludlum, The Bourne Identity
I keep wondering, how many people do you need to be, before you can become yourself.
Iain S. Thomas (via thoughtkick)
what is your etiquette coquette?
how can impress you?
do u like the sound of my voice when i talk after i laughed?
do u like my lipstick? - it was quite expensive?
do u like my taste of music? - i think its quite special
if u even knew how obsessed i am with the idea to impress u.
etiquette coquette..
what is this?
is it a lifestyle or a prison?
do i express myself or have i locked myself in?
i feel the windbreeze,, the only indication that i aint in a prison, i have the option to be free-
i want to live for myself
the hate in his heart is just an indication for how loving he can be
Healing is layers. Healing is time. Healing is excruciating. Once you think it’s done, it’s not.
Unknown (via thoughtkick)
they laugh, if u dont know enough
they kill, if u know too much