“Boredom is the feeling that everything is a waste of time; serenity, that nothing is.”

If you always knew the truth, then the world would spin around you — are you dizzy yet?

If there’s something left to lose, then don’t let me wear out my shoes — I’m still walking.

standing still is like running on ice—I only gain a little distance when I fall… tired of telling myself it’s okay to be this tired. this sick and tired of the turns the world takes and the people that it makes us be.