—Heroes
My life is a speeding train and I’m not sure where it’s headed.
There must be a purpose to this life, so why am I filled with self doubt?
Plagued by demons…real and imaginary?
Frightened by the challenges ahead, and haunted by the ghosts of my past?
Is there a God who knows what I am? ….Do I?..
Am I an angel or a monster?
A hero ..or a villain? And why can’t I see the difference?
darn you, tree branch
(via banqbiq)
Sometimes I grab both sides of my head, with palms pressed against my temples and my fingers pressing inwards towards the parietal
Somehow feeling what holds the pulsing brain within gives the frustration a sort of physicality, an attempt at bringing the intangible mental processes into full circle
Really it’s just what I do out of exasperation, frustration.
A teacher saw this and mistook it as me covering my ears to the music that was being played, AHAHA….how do I explain, no, this is how i focus.
it looks like an expression of agony? I know.
—Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk (via blua)
(via thegirlfromthe-rock-show)
OH GOD, I FORGIVE YOU.
YOU CAN HAVE ANYTHING YOU WANT.
(Source: zoopets, via jjjjasmine)
sleepy is so much of a cuter word than tired everyone needs to stop saying tired and start saying sleepy starting now
I’m so sleepy of your shit
castiel-in-a-sherlocked-tardis:
tHAT RESPONSE WAS SIMULTANEOUSLY METAL AND BHUDDA
I like this kid
the truth in this is staggering
(via fuckyeahsterekfeels)
I’ve found that a lot of people have a stigma about the “What should I do with my life?” question. They fear it’s not a serious question, because it’s mostly about the job, not the heart, not character, not love, not issues that matter.
But it is about those things.
“What should I do with my life?” is the modern, secular version of the great timeless questions about our identity, such as “Who am I?” and “Where do I belong?” We ask it in this new way simply because constant disruption in our society forces us to—-every time we graduate, or get downsized, or move to a new city, we’re confronted with this version of the question.
It’s a little more pragmatic than its philosophical and religious antecedents, reflecting the bottom-line reality that we can search for our identity only so long without making ends meet. Asking the question aspires to end the conflict between who you are and what you do. Answering the question is the way to protect yourself from being lathed into someone you’re not.
(Source: purplebuddhaproject)
