Things that corrupt even the unbreakable minds, souls, and hearts. Even after coming out from that, and surviving, even thriving, what does it make of them after it? There’s certainly no fixing them. Memories - the nostalgia can certainly drive one deep into insanity.
In the end, are any of the moments, actions, ideas, thoughts, hopes, values worth holding onto? It’s all just goes to waste or really it’s nothing, no matter how hard you try or how significant you think it is. Maybe mutuality isn’t the answer. Unfortunately neither is doing things to make yourself feel better, without the need or want for something in return. It’s all just bullshit, wasted on people and things you think are important to you. Or worse, the things and people that actually made you think that it was all worth it, really is just a lie. Sugar-coated sour.
Queen Lizzie spotted in Manchester, apparently she lost the royal convoy
"There’s no feeling in this place, the echoes of the past speak louder than any voice I hear right now. Don’t you ever try to be more than you were destined for, or anything worth fighting for.”
“You crept up like a disease, looking like a girl only trying to be saved, your heart was trying to bleed, and you’re taking the right road if you’re talking to me.”
Damn, I’m killing it in life.
" Anytime you’re gonna grow, you’re gonna lose something. You’re losing what you’re hanging onto to keep safe. You’re losing habits that you’re comfortable with, you’re losing familiarity.
— James Hillman (via wordsnquotes
Oh my lord, it’s been a truly shit day.
Yesterday around 5pm when the rain stopped pouring down for a little bit. #Autumn #2014 #Rain #Sunset #England #Lancashire #NoFilter