August-and-sage - Books And Never Sent Messages

I need someone right now. Someone I can tell what I'm feeling right now. That I'm sad and hurt. Just... Why don't I have friends? Why the fuck am I crying already? This is shit.

REBLOG IF ITS OKAY TO TALK TO YOU.

Please.

:)

Library slash bedroom in Treme, New Orleans

“Success is often the result of taking a misstep in the right direction.” - Al Bernstein

“I was very fond of you, but now I’m so, so tired. I’m not happy to go, but one needn’t be happy to make another start.”

— Albert Camus

So how is it that second-hand embarrassment is the single most powerful and weakening emotion one can feel from media?

Tragedy? Delicious.

A hard-earned happy ending? Wonderful.

A convoluted narrative? Keeps you glued.

Simple slice of life? It’s entertaining.

Second-hand embarrassment? Hang on, g, I gotta pause this for fifteen minutes, no, I cannot continue watching this right now, I am just not strong enough.

"Like water, too much pressure can lead to escape."

- Titan Academy

Hard part of having no friends is having no one to ask for suggestions on something.