I hate this place.

I miss your smile, I miss your face.

Her life was a slow realization that the world was not for her, and that for whatever reason, she would never be happy and honest at the same time.

Her life was a slow realization that the world was not for her, and that for whatever reason, she would never be happy and honest at the same time.

It feels like a moment I’ve lived a thousand times before, as if everything is familiar, right up to the moment of my death, that it will happen again an infinite number of times, that we will meet, marry, have our children, succeed in the ways we have, fail in the ways we have, all exactly the same, always unable to change a thing. I am again at the bottom of an unstoppable wheel, and when I feel my eyes close for death, as they have and will a thousand times, I awake.

It feels like a moment I’ve lived a thousand times before, as if everything is familiar, right up to the moment of my death, that it will happen again an infinite number of times, that we will meet, marry, have our children, succeed in the ways we have, fail in the ways we have, all exactly the same, always unable to change a thing. I am again at the bottom of an unstoppable wheel, and when I feel my eyes close for death, as they have and will a thousand times, I awake.

andwearebasiclife:

EVERYTHING IS ILLUMINATED IS A FILM I DID NOT KNOW THIS!
I don’t know about the trailer though, it makes it look too comedic. I know there are bits that are very very funny but it’s just not how I pictured it. Most of the funny bits are caused by Alex not speaking proper English or the poverty in Ukraine and it’s a sort of sad funny, not like it looks in the trailer. I don’t really know how to describe it.

I am so glad I persevered with this book, I really hated it at first but it’s making more sense now. I’m still reading it, so I think I’ll watch this when I’m finished.

DO NOT WATCH THE MOVIE.
It’s so horrible. They massacred the book.
It’s only one part of the 3 part story and they couldn’t even manage to get that right.

I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming?


There are only so many times that you can utter ‘It does not hurt’ before it begins to hurt even more than the hurt. You become enlightened of the feeling of feeling hurt, which is worse, I am certain, than the existent hurt.


No matter how much I feel, I’m not going to let it out. If I have to cry, I’m gonna cry on the inside. If I have to bleed, I’ll bruise. If my heart starts going crazy, I’m not gonna tell everyone in the world about it. It doesn’t help anything. It just makes everyone’s life worse.

It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you miss.