Did you ever notice, the kind of thoughts I got?
Well, you know I have a love; a love for everyone I know.
And you know I have a drive, to live I won’t let go.
But can you see its opposition, comes rising up sometimes?
That its dreadful imposition, comes blacking in my mind?
And then I see a darkness…..
Did you know how much I love you?
It’s a hope that somehow you,
Can save me from this darkness….
“I never learned to count my blessings,
I choose instead to dwell In my disasters.
I walk on down the hill,
through grass grown tall and brown
and still It’s hard somehow to let go of my pain…
there’s a lot of things I don’t understand
so many people lie,
it’s the hurt I hide that fuels the fire inside me.
will I always feel this way,
“I’m lonely. And I’m lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic.”—Augusten Burroughs, Dry (via magical-drinking)
“The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd; the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.”—Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via showslow)
“don’t matter is the road is long,
don’t matter if it’s steep,
don’t matter if the moon goes out and the darkness is complete,
don’t matter if we lose our way.
it’s written that we’ll meet.
at least that’s what I heard you say.
a thousand kisses deep.”—Leonard Cohen