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but fate is not entirely
to blame.
we have wasted
our chances,
we have strangled
our own hearts.
Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. And when you go, with all that distance between us, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inwardly.
Something is in me that I can’t control. I can never drive my car over a bridge without thinking of suicide. I can never look at a lake or an ocean without thinking of suicide. I mean, I won’t linger on it all. But it will flash one me: SUICIDE. Like a light going on. In the darkness. That there is an out helps you stay in. Get it? Otherwise, it could only be madness. And that’s no fun, buddy.
Quote from The Captain Is Out To Lunch And The Sailors Have Taken Over The Ship by Charles Bukowski in Popular Culture - Quote published by Gabrielle 5 months ago ()
every person, I suppose, has
their eccentricities
but in an effort to be
normal
in the world’s
eye
they overcome them
and therefore
destroy their
special calling.
She had studied the universe all her life, but had overlooked its clearest message: For small creatures such as we, the vastness is bearable only through love.
The blankets had fallen off and I stared down at her white back, the shoulder blades sticking out as if they wanted to grow into wings, poke through that skin. Little blades. She was helpless.
I retired into a corner and sat down on the floor. The spell by which I had been so far supported began to dissolve; reaction took place, and soon, so overwhelming was the grief that seized me, I sank prostrate with my face to the ground. Now I wept: nothing sustained me; left to myself I abandoned myself, and my tears watered the boards. Now, here I lay again crushed and trodden on; and could I ever rise more? “Never,” I thought; and ardently I wished to die.
I do believe you have a wound too. I do believe it is both specific to you and common to everyone. I do believe it is the thing about you that must be hidden and protected, it is the thing that must be tap danced over five shows a day, it is the thing that won’t be interesting to other people if revealed. It is the thing that makes you weak and pathetic. It is the thing that truly, truly, truly makes loving you impossible. It is your secret, even from yourself. But it is the thing that wants to live.
Quote from Charlie Kaufman: Screenwriter's Lecture (September 30, 2011) by Charlie Kaufman in Popular Culture - Quote published by Gabrielle 6 months ago ()
My name is Gabrielle and I am twenty-eight years old. I began to self-injure at age fifteen -- so nearly thirteen years minus a two year period. This website is one about self-injury (self-harm), made to let self-injurers know that they are not alone and to help their friends and family learn more about self-injury and how it affects their loved one.
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