"In my dreams the world would come alive, becoming so captivatingly majestic, free and ethereal, that afterwards it would be oppressive to breathe the dust of this painted life."

How is it that I follow 148 blogs and I still feel creepy noticing that half my likes/reposts are from the same blogger…? >.>

Must…find…new…blogs…

blogsecret:

My deepest darkness secret is that I am scared of time. Time passes so fast and things change within time. I am scared of forgetting people, things, places I have been, and times I have smiled and meant it with all my heart. I am so scared of that, and nobody really knows. 

(via faunslabyrinth)

"I’ve never been lonely. I’ve been in a room — I’ve felt suicidal. I’ve been depressed. I’ve felt awful — awful beyond all — but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me…or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I’ve never been bothered with because I’ve always had this terrible itch for solitude. It’s being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I’ll quote Ibsen, “The strongest men are the most alone.” I’ve never thought, “Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I’ll feel good.” No, that won’t help. You know the typical crowd, “Wow, it’s Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?” Well, yeah. Because there’s nothing out there. It’s stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I’ve never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn’t want to hide in factories. That’s all. Sorry for all the millions, but I’ve never been lonely. I like myself. I’m the best form of entertainment I have. Let’s drink more wine!"

I’m not sorry I’m not what you wanted,
I’m just sorry that the memory has haunted
Me even to these very edges
Where that vague sting of pain creeps and claws
And there’s no room to even pause —
I’m just stuck here constantly running from nothing
Afraid that I’ll stop again and wish we were something

In case you ever need to brighten your day: Best of Olivia Wilde's Twitter

I never post on here, really, but I have followers and that makes me want to post more but I have nothing to post about because I have too many blogs where I post all my other stuffs [art, photos, writing]…

Maybe I should just combine all my blogs… o____o