"If everybody likes you, you’re pretty dull."
"Sometimes I regret being nice, apologizing when I didn’t do anything wrong, and for making unworthy people a priority in my life"
The Houses of Parliament: view from Victoria Tower, London. 1934.
Photographer: E.O. Hoppé
Knock me into a deep sleep. A sleep without the nightmares that filled my last dreams.
"In French, you don’t say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.” I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you."
It’s darkness. Eternal darkness. Always lingering in the back of my mind. Just. Let. Me. Die. Why must people live like this? It’s unnecessarily cruel.
It’s like there is this piece of every day where I just want to die. Please make it stop.