December 2011
39 posts
worn-in-perfection:
I JUST GOT AN APC BOYFRIEND SHIT THAT IVE BEEN EYEING FOR MONTHS ON SALE FOR 50% OFF. what a great day.
“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.”
“Emma is not a person. Emma is a place that you get stuck in. Emma is a pain that you cannot erase.”
“And if all that is meaningless, I want to be cured of a craving for something I cannot find, and of the shame of never finding it.”
“Things are sweeter when they’re lost. I know—because once I wanted something and got it. It was the only thing I ever wanted badly, Dot, and when I got it it turned to dust in my hand.”
“Now the standard cure for one who is sunk is to consider those in actual destitution or physical suffering—this is an all-weather beatitude for gloom in general and fairly salutary day-time advice for everyone. But at three o’clock in the morning, a forgotten package has the same tragic importance as a death sentence, and the cure doesn’t work—and in a real dark night of the soul it is always...
“Pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick, and pull yourself together.”
