I think about dying but I don’t want to die. Not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. There’s so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell I’m doing or how to get out of it.
One must live as if it would be forever, and as if one might die each moment. Always both at once.
― Mary Renault, The Persian Boy (via quotes-shape-us)
I didn’t become heartless, I just became smarter. My happiness will not depend on someone else. Not anymore.
Come lay with me. I wanna talk about nothing with someone that means something.