“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought, there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.” —Frida Kahlo (via loveyourchaos) (via upfromtheashes, afghanipoppy)
(as defined by Emil and Joan )
“defense mechanism ng utak mo para makapagpahinga saglit kung pinipilit mong magisip kahit ang DIWA moy umaayaw na.”
“Welcome to the dork side.” —My officemate to me, after I moved to their side of the table during a meeting. Funny, all four of us on that side were wearing glasses.
“Sometimes the world tries ot knock it out of you. But I believe in music the way that some people believe in fairy tales. I like to imagine that what I hear came from my mother and father. Maybe the notes I hear, are the same ones they heard, the night they met. Maybe that’s how they found each other. Maybe that’s how they’ll find me. I believe that once upon a time, long ago, they heard the music and followed it.” —August Rush (2007)
I woke up this morning thinking last night was all a blur.
And all I could say with certainty was that I was there. And it was fun.
“Her life was a slow realization that the world was not for her and that for whatever reason she would never be happy and honest at the same time. She felt as if she were brimming always producing and hoarding more love inside her. But there was no release. table ivory elephant charm rainbow onion hairdo violence melodrama honey…None of it moved her. She addressed the world honestly searching for something deserving of the volumes of love she knew she had within her but to each she would have to say I don’t love you.” —Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer (via thechocolatebrigade) (via talamaningning)