One flash of light but no smoking pistol

I never done good things
I never done bad things
I never did anything out of the blue

"What are you thinking about? You always hated when I asked that question. "It’s a tricky question," you used to say. That it’s an illusion to pretend that we can bridge the gap between your thoughts and mine. For you, every person is like a planet and two different planets can never become one. Two people together will always be: one plus one."

"For us there is no sin so great as despair, and perhaps no virtue so vital as courage."

Radclyffe Hall, The Well of Loneliness*, p. 352. (Dialogue—the words of Adolphe Blanc)

(Source: thetimesinbetween, via fuckyeahlesbianliterature)

what scares me is how much I enjoy being alone

I am so far from the person I was a year ago

I need to be just this for a while.

there is fixation on what a problem is and then there is the real problem. I fixate. It is what keeps me from making progress in my life. I am old enough to have recognized the problem and now I am able to sooner or later recognize my fixations, see through them and get to the truth of my problems. I have been really lost for a while now. I haven’t felt very clear headed. I feel clearer today. I know what I need to do. I am going to do it. I am going to find my breath to death. I am happy because in time I’ll know how to be happy.

other thoughts:

//mutual destruction
///emotional illiteracy
/vulnerability as a weakness v. a strength
/self love and loathing
/true freedom


By Igor Pjörrt


By Igor Pjörrt

(via phantom-pains)


sometimes really good people’s mannerisms remind me of mannerisms of really bad people that i have known and it makes me sad and scared of the really good people