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A man who wants to die feels angry and full of life and desperate and bored and exhausted, all at the same time; he wants to fight everyone, and he wants to curl up in a ball and hide in a cupboard somewhere. He wants to say sorry to everyone, and he wants everyone to know just how badly they’ve all let him down.

Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down

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You’re doomed to being you.

Chuck Palahniuk, Diary

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I don’t believe in fate or destiny. I believe in various degrees of hatred, paranoia, and abandonment. However much of that gets heaped upon you doesn’t matter - it’s only a matter of how much you can take and what it does to you.

Henry Rollins (via brokenmachine)

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I want to be rid of who I am, go back to the place where I wasn’t a fuckup, where I was good at something, instead of a place where all I do is talk about how fucked up I am. I’ve got to get out.

Marya Hornbacher, “Madness: A Bipolar Life”

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I’m not brave anymore, darling. I’m all broken. They’ve broken me.

Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via z-o-l-o-f-t)

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What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.

Sylvia Plath (via belongingness)

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I’m too careless. I don’t put out enough effort. I’m tired.

Chalres Bukowski, South of No North (via flentes)

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Life just isn’t fair…Some people can work their butts off and never get what they’re aiming for, while others an get it without any effort at all.

Haruki Murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running (via trainwithmarc)

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I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.

Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami (via lettherebequotes)

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Sunday is the day of restlessness, dedicated to stale news, guilt and culture. The city lies stunned from its excesses and the inhabitants, when they finally venture out, walk the streets without, for once, appearing to have any immediate destination or purchase in mind

Jay McInerney - Brightness Falls (via ek-tahyp)

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I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.

Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via nosugaronmycoffee)

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