I don’t need sympathy or special consideration because, ultimately, who cares? You hate me, and I hate me, too. We are on the same team. I guess what I’m saying is that maybe we could all just mind our own fucking business for once, and that when you can actually see a person’s scars, maybe be a pal and don’t pick at them.
Samantha Irby, in ‘We are never meeting in real life’
Answers everything with, “Yes, you are right”.
Everyone really wants one, specially when they want an honest answer.
Everyone loves it.
You can make one on glitch with minimal coding.
I’m not it.
… want my imaginary kids to learn.
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Unconnected. Were never connected.
Disconnected. Were connected, not anymore.
In human relationships, one is usually better than the other.
For some, one is hope. For others, the other is respite.
For some, one is failure. For others, the other is.
Look, we’re wired differently.
We run towards gunfire.
We drink when we’re sad.
We screw when we’re mad.
And people hate us,
until they need us.
And I hate that.
But I love it, too.
We walk a higher path.
It’s not simple.
It’s very hard.
And that is why,
people will always need us.
– Detective Misty Knight, in Luke Cage S01E09
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The worst dog in the world is still better than the best person you know.
They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
Jack Kerouac, in On The Road