…so don’t expect to see any new posts here for the next… days? weeks? months??
so, if something so right can be wrong, then how the hell can we understand where to draw the line? and on which side should we stand? f*
(via dailiojikalyte)
A black stain on the canvas,
blurred and dripping,
an obscure presence
ruling wants and desires.
Welcome to the dark of my mind.
MiLord SIN perhaps???
Obedience and resignation are our personal offerings upon the altar of duty.
- Hosea Ballou
Resignation is a daily suicide.
- Honore de Balzac
(photo by Cindy Patrick)
We all have something to hide, some dark place inside us we don’t want the world to see. So we pretend everything’s okay, wrapping ourselves in rainbows. And maybe that’s all for the best… because some of these places are darker than others.
Dexter (via bloodisthenewblackk)
dis·ap·point·ment noun
Disappointment is the feeling of dissatisfaction that follows the failure of expectations to manifest. The psychological results of disappointment vary greatly among individuals; while some recover quickly, others mire in frustration or blame or become depressed.
Similar to regret, it differs in that a person feeling regret focuses primarily on the personal choices that contributed to a poor outcome, while a person feeling disappointment focuses on the outcome itself.
Wow… thanks Wikipedia for this exquisite disquisition of such a known feeling…
Don’t get any big ideas
they’re not gonna happen
You paint yourself white
and feel up with noise
but there’ll be something missing
Now that you’ve found it, it’s gone
Now that you feel it, you don’t
You’ve gone off the rails
So don’t get any big ideas
they’re not going to happen
You’ll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking
~ Nude - Radiohead Live From The Basement
Oh yes I’m the great pretender
Pretending I’m doing well
My need is such
I pretend too much
I’m lonely but no-one can tell
Oh yes I’m the great pretender
Adrift in a world of my own
I play the game
But to my real shame
You’ve left me to dream all alone
Too real is this feeling of make believe
Too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal
Oh oh, yes I’m the great pretender
Just laughing and gay like a clown
I seem to be what I’m not you see
I’m wearing my heart like a clown
Pretend that you’re still around
— “The Great Pretender” The Platters, words and music by Buck Ram
