People shouldn’t be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people.
Alan Moore (via nathanielstuart)
There comes a point in everyone’s life when priorities shift and you become the person you were meant to be. You have a sense of discovery about yourself. You become more and more comfortable, more and more whole, I guess.
Christian Bale (Australia’s GQ Magazine June/July 2012 issue)
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Perhaps the whole root of our trouble, the human trouble, is that we will sacrifice all the beauty of our lives, will imprison ourselves in totems, taboos, crosses, blood sacrifices, steeples, mosques, races, armies, flags, nations, in order to deny the fact of death, the only fact we have. It seems to me that one ought to rejoice in the fact of death—ought to decide, indeed, to earn one’s death by confronting with passion the conundrum of life.
James Baldwin, The Fire Next Time (via larmoyante)
I just hate people.
This past weekend and the few events earlier in the week have just proven that I should.
You three came to my parents campsite, got completely plastered underage, threw up everywhere, and then acted like little kids when my parents were upset about it. Seriously, instead of owning up to your mistake and being adults, you treated my parents like crap and completely disrespected them.
The only thing that stopped me from beating the shit out of one of you that night was my father. Absolutely nothing pisses me off more than someone who thinks just because they have a size advantage means they can kick a smaller guys ass. I really wish I could have proven you wrong.
I wish I were close
To you as the wet skirt of
A salt girl to her body.
I think of you always.
Yamabe no Akahito [8th Century] (via politeteen)
It’s the fucking goddamn truth that people in the world need to be free and proud of who they are.
Lady Gaga (via fuckyeahgagaquotes)
Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes sense. To make this all go away. And disappear. I know that’s wrong, because it’s my responsibilty, and I know things have to get worse before they get better. I walk around the school hallways and look at the people. I look at the teachers and wonder why their here. If they like their jobs. Or us. I wonder how smart they were when they were fifteen. Not in a mean way. In a curious way. It’s like looking at all the students and wondering who’s had their heart broken that day. And how they cope with having three quizes and a book report. On top of that. Or wondering who did the heart breaking. And wondering why. Especially since I know that if they went to another school, the person who had their heart broken would have had their heart broken by somebody else, so why does it have to be personal? It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especiall me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit their and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.
Stephen Chbosky (via vanished)
