"Why are we embarrassed by silence? What comfort do we find in all the noise?"
"If there is a God, He will have to beg my forgiveness."
every year you pass your birthday and know that you were born that day but every year you pass your death day and have no clue
"But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are."
my social studies teacher once told us “human beings are the most selfish of all. even when someone dies, you shed tears only because they are no more around to provide you with whatever they had been for so long”
and it has been 3 years since she said this and this is still what i think about at night