& her tragic flaw was her romance with all she saw

The grass is greener on the other side, or so I try to believe. This belief restricts me from reaching any sort of equilibrium, or better said, any level of satisfaction. But this belief makes life more worthwhile; it leaves no room for stops or settling. Ambition, a closed heart, an open mind, and an unnamed path... that's all this is.
Oh, and sorry, I'm too well-rounded for a theme, lol.

Of course that is not the whole story, but that is the way with stories; we make them what we will. It’s a way of explaining the universe while leaving the universe unexplained, it’s a way of keeping it all alive, not boxing it into time. Everyone who tells a story tells it differently, just to remind us that everybody sees it differently. Jeanette WintersonOranges Are Not the Only Fruit (via jaimelannister)

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Recycling dumpster full of failed glass designs. Looks glacial.

Recycling dumpster full of failed glass designs. Looks glacial.

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I become attached to people I shouldn’t. I distance myself from the people who matter. I am bad with people. I am good at being alone. But I hate being lonely. P.P. (via belluanox)

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