{Juansen Dizon, I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction page 24/ Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 6: 1955-1966/ Alice Hoffman, The Red Garden/ Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 5: 1947-1955/ Haruki Murakami: Norwegian Wood, page 276/ Michael Ondaatje/ Catherynne M. Valente, The Orphan's Tales: In the Night Garden/ D.H. Lawrence, from The Complete Works; The Plumbed Serpent/ Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit/ Alice Notley, from In The Pines: Poems; "In The Pines,"}
The hustle is real...
I was just looking for a shelf, man... (^~^;)ゞ
I wonder if they could pull me out
Franny Choi, from "I Guess By Now I Thought I’d Be Done With Shame"
I'm a walking, talking contradiction...
I confuse people. i have a happy personality and a sad soul. i'm bold but shy. i love deeply but sometimes i feel heartless. i'm healing and hurting at the same time. i'm dedicated to growth, but i self sabotage
I'm in this description and I don't like it....
Mary Oliver, from “Summer Morning.” [ID in alt text]
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.
So long as it doesn't hurt you of others in the process!