
Beliefs about life, love & everything in between. Poetry, photography & other musings.
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Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
“A hundred times I wanted to kill myself, but always I loved life more. This ridiculous weakness is perhaps one of our worst instincts; is anything more stupid than choosing to carry a burden that really one wants to cast on the ground? to hold existence in horror, and yet to cling to it? to fondle the serpent which devours us till it has eaten out our heart?”
— Candide of Voltaire
— Candide of Voltaire
Monday, August 29, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
“When someone cries so hard that it hurts their throat, it is out of frustration of knowing that no matter what you can do or attempt to do you cant change the situation. When you feel like you need to cry, when you want to just get it out, relieve some of the pressure from the inside - that is true pain. Because no matter how hard you try or how bad you want to, you can’t. That pain just stays in place. Then, if you are lucky, one small tear may escape from those eyes that water constantly. That one tear, that tiny, salty, droplet of moisture is a means of escape. Although it’s just a small tear, it is the heaviest thing in the world. And it doesn’t do a damn thing to fix anything.”
— Chase Brooks
— Chase Brooks
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘awww!’. ~ jack kerouac
Sunday, July 3, 2011
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