February 2012
My tendency to fixate on singularities is going to cost me every other opportunity out there. And here comes the worst, i’m racing against time because in a matter days applications for most universities in new york will be closed. Yes, new york is on my list currently. March beckons and guess what? I only have 1 acceptance letter from melbourne while brisbane’s admission officers take...
“Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.”
– David Foster Wallace (via true-grit)
“You kill yourself, make a big old sacrifice and try to get your revenge and all...”
– Eddie Vedder’s thoughts on suicide and the song Jeremy (via dreams0facid)
“No, we weren’t lovers, but in a way we had opened ourselves to each other even...”
– Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via bloodisthenewblackk)
“If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from...”
– Extract of Virginia Woolf’s suicide note (via bloodisthenewblackk)
“I care not so much what I am to others as what I am to myself.”
– Michel de Montaigne (via bloodisthenewblackk)
“Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been....”
– Eve Ensler (via bloodisthenewblackk)
“They hurt you. You hurt ‘em back. Or maybe it is the other way around. Whatever....”
– Joss Whedon (via bloodisthenewblackk)
“Healing grief does not mean making the grief disappear, but rather making peace...”
– Barry Grosskopf (via bloodisthenewblackk)
“When you stand in front of me and look at me, what do you know of the griefs...”
– Franz Kafka (via bloodisthenewblackk)
