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I can’t believe how I can greatly affect someone’s mind and life with a few words. I can’t believe how I’ve shaken the worlds of a few paranoid people and receive indirect insults from them (they just can’t get over it. they just don’t stop! hahaha).
Not my problem though, I’m cool as always. I find it funny actually and kind of awesome. hahaha
I don’t really get affected so much by anything, sure, there are things that could really tick me off but that’s pretty much it.
You’re not your job. You’re not how much money you have in the bank. You’re not the car you drive. You’re not the contents of your wallet. You’re not your fucking khakis. You’re the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world
…You are not special. You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as everyone else, and we are all part of the same compost pile. -Tyler Durden [Fight Club]
(One of the best movies/novels ever made. Has the most striking truths about the festering nature of mankind. An eye-opener to all the vicious and the most pretentious lies and the make-believes humanity has to render.)
Saint of Diversity
-….Fed up with the strict and unreasonable rules inside the cloister. Deafened by the paranoing voices that speak only memorized, therefore, worthless prayers….
… She stood up and said, “Outside this house, there is chaos. Prayers are good, but without action, we are just ranting”, and then she left.
25 Things you should know about Other People
1. Most people hide their suffering better than you think, you pass dozens of people a day on the street without any idea how well they’re wearing their tragedies.
2. People’s names are the sweetest sounds they hear. You should make a point of being…
(Source: ladyinterior)
I had a dream that we were dead but we pretended that we still lived
With no regrets we never bled and we took everything life could give
And came up broken empty handed in the end
In the hearts of the blind something you’ll never find is a vision of light
With the voice of the dead I’m screaming
I don’t know who I am anymore
Not once in life have I been real but I’ve never felt this close before
I’ve been looking in your window, I’ve been dressing in your clothes
I’ve been walking dead, watching you long enough to know I can’t go on
Had a dream that fire fell from an opening in the sky
Someone warned me of this hell and I spit in his naive eye
And left him crying for my soul he said would die
In the hearts of the blind something you’ll never find is a vision of light
With the voice of the dead I’m screaming
I don’t know who I am anymore
Not once in life have I been real but I’ve never felt this close before
I’ve been looking in your window, I’ve been dressing in your clothes
I’ve been walking dead, watching you long enough to know I can’t go on
In the hearts of the blind something you’ll never find is a vision of light
With the voice of the dead I’m screaming
I don’t know who I am anymore
Not once in life have I been real but I’ve never felt this close before
I’ve been looking in your window, I’ve been dressing in your clothes
I’ve been walking dead, watching you long enough to know I can’t go on
I’ve been looking in your window, I’ve been dressing in your clothes
I’ve been walking dead, watching you long enough to know I can’t go on
It breaks my heart to know that some people couldn’t appreciate everything I’ve done for them. The support, the hugs, the love, the time and effort I gave when they we’re feeling down and aggrieved; and now what do I get? Treachery. Friends don’t say bad things behind a friend’s back.
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