It’s been one of those weeks.
It's getting awful crowded in my sky...
"She was not quite what you would call refined. She was not quite what you would call unrefined. She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot." ~Mark Twain
I don’t want whatever I want. Nobody does. Not really. What kind of fun would it be if I just got everything I ever wanted just like that, and it didn’t mean anything? What then?
what is the point in life when all the tv shows are over
It has to happen so that you remember the existence of books.
There are lots of shouts of “it gets better”, and “stay strong”, and “we love you”. But when I put myself back in time to when I was being bullied— none of those things would have helped me. Yes, absolutely— it does get better! But when you are being physically and psychologically tortured, it is difficult to remove yourself from the pressingness of the moment at hand! Here’s how I dealt with bullying: I cried, I hated myself, I hated my life. I didn’t deal with it; I survived it, but I never dealt with it. So here are two tips from someone with lots of experience— one: it’s not about you, it has nothing to do with you. It’s about the assholes doing it to you. And, two: your job is not to deal with it. Your job is to survive it, which you can do, because it will end. And then, yes, it will get better.
Annie: You’re going to burn down the school and kill everyone!
Chang: Fire can’t go through doors, stupid! It’s not a ghost!
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
Abed: Chaos already dominates enough of our lives. The universe is an endless raging sea of randomness. Our job isn’t to fight it, but to weather it together. On the raft of life, a raft held together by those few rare beautiful things that we know to be unpredictable…
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Oh, and this is a thing that exists now. Thanks for being awesome, internet.
