We’re all stories in the end.
- January 14
- , 2012
(Source: missnella, via northamerifuck)
- November 1
- , 2011
- September 6
- , 2011
- August 17
- , 2011
The only place nobody can invade is in your mind. Everything in there is safe, private, secure. It is a vault with no door and no password. Nobody can see the treasures inside unless consciously allowed. What will come of humanity when there is no where left to retreat where others cannot intrude?
- July 20
- , 2011
What happens to people who are mediocre in every aspect? Do these people just melt into the mass of society, condemned to blend in until the day they die and never to be remembered? Is this lifestyle considered inferior simply because of a universal fear of living without recognition for the accomplishments that we’ve wasted a lifetime attempting to achieve?
Just because someone thinks about abstract topics does not make them better than everyone else or even necessarily mean that they are alone in those thoughts. In a world where actions dictate everything, what isn’t seen by others never really matters does it? Those secret thoughts that go on inside everyone’s heads are pointless unless they manifest into palpable actions.
- July 18
- , 2011
