Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964 - 1980
honor thy mother and thy father
I leave a piece of me in everyone I’ve ever loved and every place I’ve lived and I can’t let go of anything and my heart aches with the weight of it all
in another universe, but why not in this universe?
I think the problem with numbness is, you begin to forget that anything else ever existed. Passion, overwhelming love, anger, fear, excitement, it all melts away into a shade of gray. And then one day, you forget what color even looks like.
It happens so fast.
In another universe I'm not afraid of people hurting me. I won't leave you like I did in this one.
Shirley Jackson ― The Haunting of Hill House
(Source: @mysillycomics! I got this off Instagram so I didn’t know it cropped the artist credit out!)
i can't get over how evil it is that "gap in your resume" is considered a valid reason to not hire someone like "hmmm sorry you weren't working constantly every day of your life we need people who do nothing but work until they drop dead for us we just don't think you're right for the job" fuck youuuu
After a while, I won’t say shit. It is what it is.