To Unravel the Knots of this Heart

And another hiatus...

Wed, 28 Mar 2012 23:44:49 +0800

I’m sorry, but things are really busy in real life.

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Wed, 28 Mar 2012 17:30:05 +0800

leilockheart: By Victor Mui

Tue, 27 Mar 2012 17:30:06 +0800

leilockheart:

By Victor Mui

"Love can be hard. Love requires you to be kind when you are angry, patient when you feel anxious,..."

Mon, 26 Mar 2012 17:30:06 +0800

““Love can be hard. Love requires you to be kind when you are angry, patient when you feel anxious, compassionate when you judge others, caring when you feel apathetic, trust when you’ve been wronged, let go when you want to hold on, know that the other person is you, take risks when you’re scared, to always see the lesson and never look back once you’ve decided.””

- Jackson Kiddard (via perksofbeinglilymoon)

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Sun, 25 Mar 2012 17:30:05 +0800

“But because I don’t understand the things most...

Thu, 22 Mar 2012 17:30:05 +0800

“But because I don’t understand the things most people take notice of, I notice and understand many things most people don’t. I know those trees glow gold when the sun sets. I always see paintings in shadows and creases of cloth. I can call for a breeze when I whistle. And I am aware that hidden in your black eyes are galaxies I can only behold but never know.” (cradlethelabyrinth)

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Wed, 21 Mar 2012 17:30:05 +0800

"I don’t think it’s a virtue or an accomplishment to hide or deny your pain so that you can take care..."

Tue, 20 Mar 2012 17:30:05 +0800

“I don’t think it’s a virtue or an accomplishment to hide or deny your pain so that you can take care of others. We tell people they are ‘strong’ when we are uncomfortable with their pain and would prefer that they shut up and not bother us with it. To say ‘but you are strong’ is telling someone ‘I don’t think you should feel that way,’ and it’s not a compliment. I don’t think that strength means being invulnerable, or pretending that you are. The belief that silence and stoicism are inherently good qualities is how you end up dressed up like a bat punching criminals in an alley – it’s not a good road to emotional health.”

- Unknown (via thelittleyellowdiary)

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Sun, 18 Mar 2012 17:30:05 +0800

What happens if you fall in love with a writer?

Sat, 17 Mar 2012 17:30:05 +0800

karenfelloutofbedagain:

Lots of things might happen. That’s the thing about writers. They’re unpredictable. They might bring you eggs in bed for breakfast, or they might all but ignore you for days. They might bring you eggs in bed at three in the morning. Or they might wake you up for sex at three in the morning. Or make love at four in the afternoon. They might not sleep at all. Or they might sleep right through the alarm and forget to get you up for work. Or call you home from work to kill a spider. Or refuse to speak to you after finding out you’ve never seen To Kill A Mockingbird. Or spend the last of the rent money on five kinds of soap. Or sell your textbooks for cash halfway through the semester. Or leave you love notes in your pockets. Or wash you pants with Post-It notes in the pockets so your laundry comes out covered in bits of wet paper. They might cry if the Post-It notes are unread all over your pants. It’s an unpredictable life.

But what happens if a writer falls in love with you?

This is a little more predictable. You will find your hemp necklace with the glass mushroom pendant around the neck of someone at a bus stop in a short story. Your favorite shoes will mysteriously disappear, and show up in a poem. The watch you always wear, the watch you own but never wear, the fact that you’ve never worn a watch: they suddenly belong to characters you’ve never known. And yet they’re you. They’re not you; they’re someone else entirely, but they toss their hair like you. They use the same colloquialisms as you. They scratch their nose when they lie like you. Sometimes they will be narrators; sometimes protagonists, sometimes villains. Sometimes they will be nobodies, an unimportant, static prop. This might amuse you at first. Or confuse you. You might be bewildered when books turn into mirrors. You might try to see yourself how your beloved writer sees you when you read a poem about someone who has your middle name or prose about someone who has never seen To Kill A Mockingbird. These poems and novels and short stories, they will scatter into the wind. You will wonder if you’re wandering through the pages of some story you’ve never even read. There’s no way to know. And no way to erase it. Even if you leave, a part of you will always be left behind.

If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.

“Right now you might not feel the best you’ve ever...

Fri, 16 Mar 2012 17:33:06 +0800

“Right now you might not feel the best you’ve ever felt, you might feel that things will never get better. But don’t give up. Tomorrow you might see something wonderful. The thing you’ve been worrying about may be resolved. You might have a good day tomorrow, you may smile.

“In a few years’ time, the things that are making you feel like this will be forgotten.”

unknownfigure:

let’s hope

“I love her and that’s the beginning and end of...

Thu, 15 Mar 2012 17:31:05 +0800

“I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.”

-Fitzgerald

"Some outward symptoms are sometimes referred to as ‘cries for attention’ in a very dismissive way,..."

Wed, 14 Mar 2012 14:47:54 +0800

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Some outward symptoms are sometimes referred to as ‘cries for attention’ in a very dismissive way, like if people really wanted help they would ask for it. The problem is that sometimes people want help but they don’t know what they want. Or they are afraid. Or they have been ignored so many times that they think asking will result in silence, because they’re so used to being invisible. Or they think that no one will offer the help they need, that people will sneer at them for daring to occupy space with a request for assistance. So they stay silent, and they seek deeper into wherever they are.

[..] Outward symptoms of mental illness can be scary, I get it. But mental illness can also be really scary. When you’re in a place where it is expressing outwardly, that’s sometimes a really, really scary place to be. I have been a shouter on a street corner and it is not pleasant because there is a part of you that is screaming in terror and longing for someone to come help. But you can’t say ‘help me’ because you don’t know what help looks like, you think you don’t deserve help, you’re afraid that ‘help’ might take a form that actually hurts you, so instead you shuffle through life, invisible, thinking this can’t be the only way.

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- S. E. Smith, “I Don’t Mind If You’re Crazy, As Long As You Act Sane In Public”, meloukhia.net (via trenchantashell)

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Tue, 13 Mar 2012 17:30:06 +0800

I think a part of me will always be waiting for you.

Mon, 12 Mar 2012 17:30:00 +0800

I think a part of me will always be waiting for you.

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Sun, 11 Mar 2012 17:30:05 +0800

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I’m not good at relationships I always manage to find the...

Sat, 10 Mar 2012 17:30:05 +0800

I’m not good at relationships

I always manage to find the flaws

sometimes in others

but mostly my own.

I foretell the ending

then go and create the cause

save myself

and end up alone.

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Fri, 09 Mar 2012 17:30:05 +0800

I wish you were here

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“I am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true. I am...

Thu, 08 Mar 2012 17:30:06 +0800

“I am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true. I am not bound to succeed, but I am bound to live up to what light I have.” -Abraham Lincoln